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ohwell-itsme-but-danganronpa · 1 month

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[NSFW AU prompt] Bunny Prince Ouma and His Guard Saihara

Apollo: Thought of two more royal aus Either Prince Shuichi x Personal Assistant (or really any servant) Kokichi Or Bratty Prince Kokichi x Personal Guard fed up with his shit Shuichi

[I asked about the first one, but literally everyone else picked the second, and I am glad we went with it]

Apollo: I read a story for a different fandom ages ago where the guard got so fed up that in the middle of the night, they dragged the prince to the empty throne room and fucked him on his throne so whenever he had to sit in there, all he'd be able to think of is the time he got fucked by his secret boyfriend I think they were planning to marry once he became King or something

Bunny: see the thing is kokichi is not actually even close to a spoilt, utterly out-of-touch, silver spoon little princeling. but i am not thinking with my first head here okay put him in ruffles

Apollo: He's not out of touch but sometimes he acts like it and Shuichi has to put him back in his place because how the fuck are you meant to run a kingdom when you're acting like that?

Bunny: consider: he keeps running away to Shenanigan in the village near the castle and shuuichi has to chase him down i love when shuuichi grows enough of a spine to be someone's rock

Dra: Help he pretends to be a commoner,,

Bunny: he wears the silly vampire cloak all hooded and creeping thru the commoner alleyways

Apollo: He tries to act all innocent after running off so when they're alone in Kokichi's room, Shuichi spanks him as punishment before walking out to stand guard because he's not fucking Kokichi as part of the punishment

Hina: Is he out of touch or acting?

Bunny: see i think it would be interesting if he THOUGHT he wasn't out of touch he could also be adopted by the king and queen as a pr move, if you want to give him a more canon-adjacent backstory

Apollo: Yes. He's just some kid they adopted and he KNOWS it was nothing more than a PR stunt so screw it. He's gonna be a dick when possible then get dicked down by his sassy guard boyfriend

Bunny: adopt him as a pr move?? he'll be nice long enough to cement his place and then become a pr nightmare better get a personal guard to reign him in and keep him from shenaniganizing… sure that'll work……

Hina: What if they caught him stealing from the castle or SMTH? And they were just so generous and recognized a “soul in need” that they took him under their wing themselves

Bunny: i need shuuichi to say "your highness" in the most disrespectful way possible points if he's in front of the king and queen and saying it ostensibly respectfully but all kokichi can hear is the way he said it last night he knows he doesn't mean it squirming in his lil throne

Apollo: They ask if he's okay and he has to lie. Shuichi is just smirking because no one is looking at him anymore other than Kokichi. The only other people who know about them is DICE and the other staff. Kokichi is actively destroying any hope of his parents hooking him up with someone from another kingdom

Hina: Are they trying to marry him off

Bunny: how sex-positive is this kingdom? is kokichi's virginity cared about

Apollo: I mean a lot of kingdoms try to marry off their kids for stronger connections and shit so I think it'd be funny if Kokichi's ruining all of their attempts to he can stay with the hot guard I find both options hilarious. Either they want him 'pure' for when he eventually gets married or they don't care he's slept around as long as he behaves damn it!

Hina: Do they care about homosexual couples or nah?

Apollo: Nah they're chill with that if they weren't Kokichi would ruin them

Bunny: 'kokichi' and 'purity' in the same sentence are already so fucking funny but yeah i can go for some good Defilement™ just be SUBTLE about being a whore jesus christ STOP EYEING UP THAT DUKE YOU'RE EMBARRASSING US

Apollo: "Now honey we know you're…Exploring yourself but please try to behave." "Uh huh sure…Anyway, you reckon he'd be down to fuck?" "Kokichi!" "What? I'm just asking!"

Dra: Are we allowed to angst in here/hj

Bunny: chanting ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT, ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT, ASS-

Dra: I can't believe I'm bringing Islam here again but Fun fact when they tried to kill the prophet someone else slept in his bed and they almost cut his head off Saioucoded methinks

Bunny: maybe someone's a royal purist and mad he got adopted?

Apollo: Maki is the assassin which hurts because both Kokichi and Shuichi knew her growing up. Kokichi from the orphanage and Shuichi via Kaito. So now Shuichi is forced to fight one of his friends

Bunny: why did shuuichi get hired. how did he gain a reputation as a brat tamer

Hina: Remember how he wrestled an alligator?

Apollo: NEW IDEA: Kokichi's parents are Nagito and Hajime who are just pretending they don't know that their son is a fucking whore for his guard. They're supportive but are still trying to figure out a way to bring it up.

Bunny: awww but i wanted them to suck nagito and hajime would be actually decent parents how am i meant to cheer for their banishment like this the idea of them just. trying to figure out how to breach the subject is SO funny though

Hina: You see. I love the idea of Hajime fucking hating Shuichi in this context, so.

Apollo: Hajime being the dad to rant about Shuichi not getting permission to date let alone have sex with their son while Nagito is just sitting there like Isn't young love adorable?

Mauri: something something kokichi watching shuichi train and getting horny bc of how easily he could throw him across the room (but wouldn’t bc shuichi is a sweetheart) Apollo: YES! Kokichi keeps sneaking away from his lessons because god DAMN his boyfriend is hot and can do whatever the fuck he wants to him

Mauri: “your parents will have my head if anything happens to you, especially with your own guard-“ “shuichi beloved shut up and let me give YOU head”

Dra: How petty do we want Shu in this

Bunny: extremely wait, toward who?

Apollo: OKAY BUT NAGITO IS THE ROYAL BORN WHO DATED THE 'COMMONER' WHICH PISSED OFF HIS PARENTS AND THEY KEEP TRYING TO PRESSURE THE PAIR TO AT LEAST MARRY KOKICHI OFF TO SOMEONE OF 'DECENT' BLOOD AND THEY KEEP GOING TO HIM WITH PHOTOS OF PRINCESSES AND (EVENTUALLY) PRINCES BUT KOKICHI IS TURNING THEM ALL DOWN BECAUSE FUCK HIS HOMOPHOBIC CLASSEST GRANDPARENTS!

Mauri: ,,,can fantasy elements be introduced bc i want kokichi helping tenko woo the royal mage himiko [I cut out a portion when an arranged marriage was suggested between him and Tenko]

Dra: Can we creature the characters [pleading face emoji] just slightly Maybe not straight up critters but some small traits sjfjd

Apollo: Himiko is Kokichi's magic teacher and he spends the whole time trying to hook her up with Tenko

Bunny: THAT DOESN;T SPECIFY WHETHER I CAN PULL OUT THE BUNKICHI PARTY POPPER YET DRA /SILLY his ears flattened under the cloak hood,, shuuichi yanks it off and they just ! straight up

[ideas for Shuichi] Sini: Half elf? Dra: Pointy ears,,,, Sini: To match bf in a way Apollo: Kokichi keeps poking his ears so Shuichi just gently tugs on his Lulu: Shu high elf. Intense parental pressure to be confident and proper. <- doesn’t know what the conversation is about Dra: That or he should get a tail that can also drag Kokichi when wrapped around him/hj

Bunny: aww shuuichi can't drag kokichi around by his ear like this huh…sacrifices must be made for bnuy i suppose did we ever decide what DICE are to him?

Apollo: Ooooo what if Nagito brought all of them back with him after learning they knew Kokichi before he was adopted and brings them all to Hajime like Babe can we keep them? Look at them! They're adorable and Kichi's friends! [pleading face emoji]

Bunny: (hajime vc) YOU ALREADY GAVE ALL OUR ROOMS TO THOSE LITTLE CANDY-COLORED HEATHENS JUST BECAUSE WE LIVE IN A CASTLE DOESN'T MEAN WE HAVE INFINITE ORPHAN SPACE

Sini:Nagito stop adopting strays challenge

Apollo: Hajime loves his stupid husband but damn does he wish he had more impulse control

Bunny: the castle was so cold and quiet when he was young. never again it's full of laughing children now. if they steal all his food then that price must be paid sndsbjfgsf the kitchens are TERRORIZED they could just ask but they like theft. it's funny

Apollo: Kokichi hugs his parents and mumbles a thank you before running off to play with his friends (when they're not working at least the ones old enough. The only catch was they needed to work which none of them minded because it's easy and fun work)

Hina: Nagito’s parents like. “Y’all need an heir” and Nagito is like, “I’ve got twenty.”

Bunny: "they'll just bite each other for the crown. it's fine" "togami's parents did that i'm pretty sure" "they'll prove the strength of their hope" ok so that's the Lore established. what's the third act conflict and why is it grandpa and grandma hiring an assassin

Apollo: Can't deal with all the poors 'dirting' the castle and it started with the purple brat. If it weren't for him, they might have been able to convince Nagito to dump Hajime and find someone else (it wouldn't have worked) so now they want the twink gone

Bunny: psssst shuuichi i found a way for you to endear urself to the parents you may or may not have to get stabbed

Apollo: Want to know how to get the Kings to approve of you constantly fucking the Prince? Just get stabbed!

Bunny: okay but for real kokichi not moving an inch from his bedside,,,

Apollo: He starts arguing with whoever tries to get him leave and says they'll have to drag him kicking and screaming from the damn room if they want him out

Bunny: shuuichi's gonna drag him kicking and screaming when he wakes up cracks an eye open like hm i sense poor self care kokichi's fucked in more ways than one! he ties kokichi down and it's NOT EVEN SEXY. the BETRAYAL it's the best nap he's had in years though

Mauri: consider: shuichi gets stabbed and its the first time he's seen kokichi genuinely cry everyones worrying over kokichi bc assassination attempt and hes just screaming at everyone to help shuichi, dammit

Apollo: Nagito tries to pick him up to take him to safety but Kokichi is struggling and screaming that Shuichi needs help. Shuichi's the one in danger not him

Bunny: shuuichi would be [uno reverse emoji] were he not mostly unconscious at this point kokichi feels Cripplingly guilty for every time he's ever bothered shuuichi. if he weren't such a brat shuuichi wouldn't even have to be here

Mauri: hajime sends a reluctant kokichi out to talk w shuichi alone and shuichi is Panickign n then hajime gives him the most awkward blessing to court his son in history

Beez: kokichi not leaving shuichis side until he recovers. . .. . . augh

Bunny: bunny ears drooped all the way down :(((

Mauri: someone tries to get kokichi to leave and he does the thump

Bunny: you can't see his face bc it's buried in shuuichi's torso but if you even suggest leaving you hear a muffled thump

Apollo: He starts crying because he wants to hug Shuichi but he doesn't know how to without hurting him and what's worse is that Shuichi got hurt because of him

Mauri: the first thing shuichi does when he wakes up and is lucid is ask if kokichi is unhurt and kokichi just starts Sobbing

Bunny: SADDEST BNUY OF ALL TIME shuuichi gently scooting over so kokichi can wiggle into the hospital bed

Mauri: shuichi uses all his strength to provide ear scritches so kokichi will forgive him (kokichi forgave him a while ago hes just sad and needs physical comfort)

Bunny: back on the thumping. mikan is flashing back to every time she's heard a distant DON'T YOU THUMP AT ME from down the hall and Understanding YES!!! pet the boy tender kissies except shuuichi tastes SO FUCKING BAD from not brushing his teeth for several days oops

Mauri: baby bunkichi where hajime tries to give him carrots and nagito just does the most offended horrified gasp bc THOSE ARENT GOOD FOR THE BABY

Bunny: baby bunkichi seeing some bright colorful candy, eating it immediately, and getting sick bc it turned out to have gelatin in it

Hina: How did Kokichi become bunny

Bunny: beastfolk just Exist in this world and he's adopted remember

Apollo: Hajime being clueless is so hilarious. He wasn't prepared for kids and now he has a hybrid for one. He's so confused but he's trying

Bunny: nagito bans all non-vegetarian candy from the castle FOREVER tiny kokichi wailing like he's DYING from a tummyache nagito is this close to making gelatin ILLEGAL FOREVER it's less that he has an allergy and more than he literally can't digest it bc. yknow. herbivore

Mauri: derailing back to horny bc i just think tail scritches during sex

Bunny: kokichi doing these jerky excited little bunny thrusts that are not satisfying at All. shuuichi thinks he's adorable but he does grab his hips and make him slow down still

Beez: will never be over the fact that bunny tails r lengthy shuichi gives it a lil tug n it just stretches out n he goes [eyes but fast emoji]

Apollo: Okay but I adore when Shuichi has to slow Kokichi down and remind him that they have all the time in the world so there's no need to rush through anything

Mauri: kokichi bottoming and he gets too excited and starts thumping except hes basically just kicking shuichis back really hard

Bunny: counterpoint: shuuichi forcing him to go slow and steady and getting little angry thumps if he's edging his prince in the name of royal virtues like restraint and patience that's his business

Apollo: Hajime tells Kokichi he has to learn patience and Shuichi's like Bet

Bunny: the funniest part is that it works shuuichi gives him the Look and he gets so polite and patient all of a sudden

Apollo: Hajime just dies inside when he realises the guard he hired to protect Kokichi, basically trained him to be kind and obedient and there's only one way that could have happened

Bunny: shuuichi walks by with kokichi slung over his shoulder and hajime is just what have i done

Apollo: Nagito is just trying not to laugh because now that Hajime has given Shuichi the go ahead to court their son, everything is about to get worse

Bunny: a couple nights after shuuichi is hired as a guard, kokichi gives him the slip and runs down into the city. he's far from the first guard hajime has hired to keep him under control; he's confident shuuichi will either quit or be fired like all the rest. shuuichi tracks him down with ease, sneaks up behind him, and yanks his hood off, bc i still think his ears doing the ! is adorable. kokichi nervous-laughs - none of the guards have actually caught him before - and tries to charm his way out of it. shuuichi tells him firmly that he's going home, NOW. (kokichi discovers he may have a bit of a thing for authority). kokichi runs for it, and shuuichi gives chase. they're evenly matched at least in brains, and the race goes on for quite a while. (kokichi discovers he may have a bit of a thing for predator/prey). shuuichi slings him over his shoulder (kokichi discovers he may have a bit of a thing for strength) and carries him back to his rooms. (kokichi discovers he needs to lay the fuck down). (shuuichi discovers that Brat Prince Cute Oh Fuck) he is laying flat on his back on his big round prince bed trying to breathe normally

Hina: Is it just bunny ears and a tail he’s got or anything else?

Bunny: just ears and a tail, physically well that's not quite true i suppose a herbivorous digestive system counts as does a mildly rabbity brain/instincts but he hasn't got any other externally physical traits

Mauri: twitchy nose but that can be a regular human thing tbh

Apollo: He's just a flustered mess because holy shit not only did this guard catch him, he's hot as fuck and now Kokichi knows a lot more about himself than he thought he ever would Wait Don't rabbits go into heat or something?

Mauri: quietly holds up breeding kink

Me: yeag, finally something catering to me

Apollo: Hajime awkwardly warns Shuichi that during his heat, there's a chance Kokichi will try to run again but this time to find a partner…He's unaware that the two are already are fucking. Nagito already knows that the two got together. He hasn't told anyone. He just picked up on the looks so he tells his husband that he won't have to worry about him finding a stranger to fuck Shuichi didn't know he had a thing for breeding until a horny ass Kokichi begged him to

Mauri: would condoms have been invented in this time period

Me: irrelevant <3 cream pie time

Mauri: bc i can see nagito lecturing kokichi and shuichi on safe sex bc he wants to be a good responsible parent shuichi is Slowly Dying

Apollo: Nagito is explaining safe sex while Shuichi is sitting there pretending he didn't fuck his son that morning Kokichi, mid heat: Breed me damn it Shuichi: Oh fuck why am I so into that?

Bunny: shuuichi doesn't even have a dick (and wouldn't be able to impregnate kokichi if he did) but kokichi is. a lil stupid rn he's heatdrunk no one tell him that's a strap

Me: fuck it, this is a fantasy au with creatures, there are potions for it (probably ones that would have to be regularly consumed like how taking hormones works, but for Everything and Instant bc it's Magic)

Beez: himiko casts whatever the opposite of penis explosion is on him

Apollo: Himiko finding out Shuichi is trans: Skidaddle skidoodle your pussy is now a noodle!

Me: or that

Bunny: damn i LIKED the pussy /lh she magics his strap into connecting with his nerves, best of both worlds Me: we've all thought of detachable boobs before, now get ready for the sequel: detachable schlong, you know you want it, call now for a discount-

Apollo: Shuichi: Awkwardly trying to explain what happened Kokichi: So you have both now? Cool! Hajime: I saw Saihara down herre ealier…Everything okay? Himiko: Yeah he just wanted a spell to help with his junk when he fucks Kokichi Hajime: WHAT? Himiko: I mean he wanted a cleaning spell for when Kokichi drops something and fucks it up!!! Nagito just smiles because so helpful! while Hajime is trying not to cry because he did NOT need to hear that

Bunny: hajime is also trans nagito is having Scheming Thoughts

Apollo: Okay but Kokichi knows he can talk to Nagito about anything so when he's asked if the spell works, he says yes (naturally he doesn't go into detail about it) so Nagito now knows what he's getting Hajime for his birthday! Okay but Nagito's parents show up and at some point see Kokichi kissing Shuichi on the cheek (who lightly hit his ass for it) and rush of to report it to their son and Hajime just stares at them blankly and says Be glad that's all you saw. I walked in on them making out yesterday. He just doesn't care anymore As long as they don't fuck where he can see/hear it, he'll turn a blind eye

Kai: dexterous tails are underutilized in saiouma porn

Apollo: Kokichi would enjoy that a lot tbh

Me: Would he be demon-ish and leathery or furry like Kokichi? But tbh I just jump to tentacles when it comes to extra dexterous limbs Tail is good but they're more bunny prince and his bodyguard switch

Bunny: OKAY IM LISTENING

Me: https://www.tumblr.com/vespertin-y/730446928861626368?source=share you put the post on my dash

Bunny: I WASN'T THINKING ABOUT THEM

Me: and you're going to be held responisble we have to cook now

Bunny: shuuichi deserves to be taken care of too,,,, a relaxation day BY ROYAL DECREE [knife emoji]

Me: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2B5NkVqfIVo getting in the top Ouma mindset [LIZ - When I Rule the World] but also the post got me by thinking about devotion so I am not sure what direction to take it like I said, I love service-y, worship level devotion vibes, but in a service top Shu & demanding pillow princess Ko but with the whole vibe of this, I want to up this to 11, have a staright up dominant Kokichi? with the twist that I added the song for, it's a switch making a threat out of explaining what they'll do when they will "rule the world" (aka dominate)

Bunny: EITHER IS SO GOOD thinking about the first time shuuichi is healed enough for sex n kokichi taking care of him,,

Me: omg, like after the assassination attempt right? they go gentle for once nice and slow

Bunny: shuuichi goes to dominate him like usual and kokichi is just NO >:( LAY DOWN UR GETTING A MASSAGE YESSS…scar worship <333

Me: Kokichi can deal with a role reversal and pamper him a little, he earned it

Bunny: both of them did it just slowly devolves into lazy cuddlefucking,,

Me: Kokichi discovers that he actually enjoys being on the other side of servicing quite a lot, providing and caring tickles the same itch in his brain as the breeding kink bossy but in a "It's my turn to take care of you"

Bunny: it starts as just repayment but then he realizes he Likes it and it's nice to see shuuichi fall apart for once. he didn't realize he'd get so flustered sndsdsjbf local stoic guard melts into a puddle of goo over neck kisses

Me: (cw corny)"It's a ruler's responsibility to care for his people. Now let me give you your reward for serving the country" you know what would make this better? pregnancy (just kidding.. unless?)

Hina: How would you add that

Me: via cream pie?

Bunny: oh they're gonna be in so much trouble

Dra: Didn't they say Shu was afab dkfjd

Me: yeah, when it's Kokichi bottoming breeding is just a kink, when Shuichi is bottoming it's an option

Bunny: they wouldn't do it on PURPOSE at this point imo but. birth control fails sometimes! hinata trying to breach why kokichi's fave guard looks suspiciously round

Me: they keep it a secret?! not again what, is he matching with a horse? [inside joke, I might explain one day] just get quickly married so the child isn't born a bastard smh

Bunny: they're not SUPPOSED to get married class differences remember they'd have to fight for it

Me: love wins, the assassination was foiled, they can do what they want

Bunny: OHHHH yeah i forgot who hired the assassin oops SHOTGUN WEDDING TIME I GUESS shuuichi getting his suit tailored in an extremely suspicious way

Me: one day tho, one day the kid is going to do the math

Bunny: sorry ur parents are whores allister. it happens

Me: he's like: you said you wanted me [face holding back tears emoji] and one of them replies: planned and wanted is not the same

Bunny: does shuuichi stay as his guard after marriage?? he probably can't huh the other guards call him when they need someone to actually go get kokichi sndhbkshfg hello mr your majesty sir can you go get your husband he's bothering the kitchen again

Dra: Help they just mix words in there

Bunny: they're new okay theyre a lil nervous the other guards may be hazing them a little bit. it's fine

Me: Thinking of komahina reactions too They announce the engagement And Nagito is like "why so sudden?" Knowingly They say it's because of the assassination, their enemies are gone, something about realizing they could lose each other

Bunny: knowingly [sob emoji] i mean, that's not a lie

Dra: Yknow how the "I should've left you on that street corner where you were standing"

Bunny: butcha didn't BD and hinata just sighs

Dra: He did not and now they have a heir djfjd

Apollo: Kokichi 100% skips out on his duties to watch Shu train and then they make out and/or fuck in a hidden corner because Kokichi gets so turned on

Bunny: little bunny face peeking up over the training ground barriers [sob emoji] i need him to have a bunny nose. for my own mental health

Apollo: People quickly figure out he's there but never say anything because well he is the prince. Plus it makes Shu work harder to impress him

Bunny: kokichi, after seeing shuuichi decapitate a training dummy: CAN YOU DO THAT TO ME shuuichi's showing off now

Apollo: Kokichi's internally whispering Don't jerk off don't jerk off because he's gotten too horny

Bunny: just absolutely Dying seeing shuuichi's back muscles flex NSJDNSJFH

Apollo: It's a pain to his poor teachers because he skips out on his lessons to watch Shuichi then get fucked. They end up rescheduling to make sure he has the time free

Bunny: they've gotta reschedule around him being able to walk shuuichi's training opponent seeing bunny ears out of the corner of their eye and immediately knowing they're gonna Die

Apollo: They see him limping and sigh

Bunny: he fake cries until shuuichi agrees to carry him

Apollo: The idea of moving Kokichi's lessons to his room is quickly shut down because no one wants to go in there knowing the prince is either getting railed or is railing his boyfriend practically every night

Bunny: bold of them to think they can find a room where they haven;t fucked

Apollo: Exactly. They just like to pretend there's untouched areas Love how Kokichi's og disappearances were to escape his guard to go fuck around in town but now his disappearances are so he can fuck his guard

Bunny: he still disappears into town but it's partially so his guard will find him and fuck him

Apollo: "You can just ask" "I'm a bunny. I like the chase." "No you're just a whore." "Only for you babe."

Apollo: Once again thinking of Prince Kokichi and Guard Shuichi.

Imagine getting assigned to the Prince (nerve wracking enough) who's known to run away and piss off all his guards until they quit or do something that ends up getting them fired (or Kokichi might actually lies).

You're nervous, you chase him down when he escapes and all of a sudden, he starts trying to seduce you.

Is this a test? Is he trying to get you fired?

What are you meant to do? You accidently flirt back once and you get pulled aside by one of the Kings.

You think you're about to be fired. You failed somehow and now you're gonna be fired…But the King just says you're a good fit for his son and sends you on your way.

Like Kokichi is known to fuck with people and give them little 'tests' and has also flirted with his guards in the past so poor Shuichi is just screaming inside because he doesn't want to lose his job but Kokichi just wants to kiss him and maybe get fucked

Dra: Is that one of the reasons Shu was kinda cold/stoic at first djfjd

Apollo: Yeah. It's an important job to watch the Prince and others keep failing but god damn Kokichi is cute and flirting with him??? What's he meant to do?

He accidently calls him cute once and freaks out because Ko just bluescreens Kokichi meanwhile is annoyed because the hell is he meant to do? Just kiss him? Without consent? He tries to get it through Shu's thick skull by like feeling his arms and stuff and telling him how strong he is It's not working

He trips like a dumbass or something and Shuichi asks if he's okay only to get a I'd feel better with a kiss from you handsome and just doesn't know how to react He's trying his best and it's just not working

springbug: stoic/quiet guy getting flustered by little shit sunshine is my favorite trope and reading this au makes my heart happy

Me: I was thinking about them too, but the time period around when Allister is born, people in the castle start thinking it was a good thing, Kokichi seems to have mellowed out, became responsible and careful, but after a few months the fresh-baby phase that lowers horny hormones ends and the newfound mutuality of protectiveness saiou have now turns from a blessing to a boost effect on the nightmare that they returned to being they thought Kokichi was bad when all he thought about was getting fucked

he just enters a phase when he's so over-protective it's downright possessive, Shuichi has to make him calm down, tone it down, it was nice getting a little spoilt, but he can take care of himself he just got carried away with the whole thing, but Shuichi put his foot down and put Kokichi back in his place

it was escalating for a while tho, he was letting him at first, thinking that Kokichi can just get that anxious energy out, but he was only getting more intense about it, nearly losing Shuichi, and then the pregnancy, and then planning a wedding, and then birth (he was holding Shuichi's hand through it, and it's a shock he hasn't fainted, he was horrified), and it sinking in that they're parents, taking more responsibility, he just sinks really deep into the Protecting & Caring mindset, it's hard for him to let Shuichi do something on his own without hovering

and it gets bad enough for Shuichi to stop it at that point, because sex is a huge outlet for this & Kokichi latched onto that right away, but in their sex life this far Shuichi has been mostly dominant so he gets tired of this pretty quickly he doesn't mind Kokichi being clingy but being treated like glass in bed is where he draws the line

Ves: kokichi being anxiously overprotective is Good Stuff this saiou r just constantly bullying the other into selfcare huh kokichi bullied Too Hard and had to be bullied himself kokichi almost fainting during the birth [sob emoji] he was more scared than shuuichi fr

[days later] Me: art corner reminded me of the bunny prince au because Shuichi's easy temporary transitions with potions, and Kokichi's breeding kink bc he's a hybrid, and the genuine confusion just got me like Shuichi believed they could both be pregnant, and you know what? I want to believe too [it was a joke comic, Kokichi tried to tell Shuichi he's pregnant, and Shuichi went "I'm pregnant?"] tired: getting pregnant at the same time as your friend so the kids will become friends too wired: getting pregnant at the same time as your husband so you're experiencing everything together something something equal distribution of responsibilities in a relationship this is after Allister and their shotgun wedding and the whole mess is sorted out, they healed from the assassination attempt Shallot and Scallion time they talked about wanting a second kid & Kokichi maybe half-joked about it being his turn (he is into the idea. but doing it for real is… intimidating), so they have more in-depth conversation about pregnancy & when Shuichi talks about it, he doesn't omit how overbearing Kokichi became (he needs to keep on reminding him, it won't happen again) and basically after going over how different their experience & perspective on that time is brings them to the conclusion that it'd be best for them to experience it together this time, instead of just switching roles

Bunny: god help the castle servants there's Two Of Them now

Me: most of them are veterans atp, but imagine being new and not expecting anything like this on your new job cleaning the castle they're def more careful about privacy than when they were younger tho, cause Allister is running around

Bunny: how old is allister?

Me: a toddler ig? circa 3-4?

Bunny: and is it old enough to understand his dads' feet are too swollen to play with him - OH NO ye that's gonna result in some growing pains poor kiddo

Me: I just had him in mind little enough not to be too used to being a single child, just big enough to be running and not crawling so older than that is a no, bc 6yo is a mental only child apparently, and I want to avoid giving kid the angst about it as widely as possible

Bunny: i was two when my first brother was born and i asked my parents to send him back but allister's sweet, i think he'd get over the jealousy bump fast enough he's the type of kid to spend a really long time peering over the edge of the crib i think hes curious

Me: yeah, he's just ["many thought, head full" creature reaction image] his dads both think "he has it after me" he's looking with those big eyes it's a family trait (it's autism)

Bunny: they show him how to hold a bottle and he feels like it's Magic

Me: wait I just had the best idea I had in weeks the babies are going to inherit some of Kokichi's bunny traits

Bunny: INCREDIBLE BEAUTIFUL POWERFUL SHOWSTOPPING AMAZING- TINY ITTY BITTY BUNNY BABIES. IM GONNA EXPLODE AND DIE they're gonna be fucking terrors they can get away with anything-

Dra: Poor palace workers,, Saiou's pda was already horrible for them and now there are more of them

Bunny: god bless the kitchen workers

Dra: Are the kids picky [sob emoji]

Bunny: i imagine they're obligate vegetarians like their dad, so kinda - but i meant they're gonna be raiding the kitchen constantly do yall remember the triplets from brave

Beez: instead of bears theyre bnnuys

Dra: They get byunnier when given greens/silly

Apollo: Thinking again of Kings Hajime and Nagito being disappointed because instead of focusing on his lessons, their stupid bunny son is too busy fucking his personal guard.

Shuichi just feels awkward because yeah they're dating and all but please babe I think your dad is ready to explode because you skipped a math exam to suck my dick

Kokichi like always, does not care

springbug: nagito just sighs and tells them to be safe meanwhile hajime is staring off into space, questioning his entire existence

Apollo: He adopted this kid, hired his gremlin friends, finally found a guard said adopted brat hasn't scared off and that's because he wants to get into his pants and actually managed to succeed in that goal I mean…He is a rabbit hybrid though so they can't really blame him for wanting to fuck his guard a lot…That's the only reason. It's pure instincts. Totally nothing else

Bunny: when they realize shuuichi is the in, kokichi is DOOMED they just have to mention the exam being important and shuuichi will give kokichi the Eyes hes the chink in the armor that is kokichi being a shithead Apollo: Basically he's the ticket to get Kokichi to actually do shit because of how whipped the prince is His dads? Kokichi whines and complains, dragging his feet to do the task Shuichi? Well, he might whine and stuff but with a look (and possibly like a finger snap or something) he's off to do it

Bunny: shuuichi holds both carrot and stick tremble before his power Flaire: Oh Shuichi has a 'carrot' and 'stick' alright Bunny: kokichi does enjoy the rewards of getting good scores i mean he is trans here so he probably does have multiple dicks laying around, actually… kokichi tries to name them shuuichi wants to die Flaire: Kokichi does name them The only question is, is one colored like a carrot and is it Kokichi's favorite? Bunny: YES he pretends to be offended at first won't use it he is genuinely a little mad when it turns out to be Very Good Flaire: He gets back at Shuichi by incredibly Playing It Up once he gets over it and making Shuichi the embarrassed and cringing one Bunny: the dirty talk is actually fucking insufferable shuuichi wants to throw the thing out a window after a while Flaire: …but it is a little bit hot And Kokichi's clearly having a great time So Shuichi can… tolerate it

Me: anyway, the side of Kokichi being distracted by Shuichi was covered before, yeah, he ogles him training, whatever but what about the side of Kokichi being a brat testing Shuichi's limits in the early days, he's figuring out what can he still get away with and how exactly he can get away with it, now that he knows Shuichi can chase him down He Is Going To Find Those Buttons And He Will Push Them Can he distract Shuichi by acting sexy? Can he bribe him? Can he get the punishment that's actually a treat to him if he plays his cards right? Apollo: He messes with Shuichi's room hoping to get punished for not only breaking in but for messing with his stuff springbug: he can and he will Me: I think it takes at most a few weeks for Shuichi to figure out the punishment thing and start punishing him by blueballing him instead, telling him that he has to earn a reward, but he remains the master of being distracting as for bribery… Sometimes Shuichi is willing to be bribed, it doesn't hurt, he can entertain him, but other times it only gets him in more trouble, because if it's serious Shuichi is going to be pissed off

can't solve all his problems by being submissive and breedable, sometimes has to do his job [pensive emoji]

Also. The very beginning. When Kokichi was teasing and hinting. Back when Shuichi was nervous about the job. Everything to me. Yeah, he can chase him down and put him in his place, but why can't he get in the place where he should be, between Kokichi's legs? Why so shy, mr. bodyguard? I just think. The thing where he points a finger at Shuichi's chest and runs it in a little pattern while flirting, is that anything? Bunny: it is not anything it is Everything Me: Lots of cringe attention grabs like bending over & various stretching while Shuichi is looking And you know Ouma's flirting is corny af Flaire: It sure is, Source: I can write it Me: full of puns, he's making insinuations about how Shuichi should be under him because of status Flaire: Oh god Shuichi thinks Kokichi is just insulting him at first doesn't he Me: sure, why not Flaire: Kokichi says one(1) thing about Shuichi being beneath him and Shuichi immediately internalizes it as proof Me: but can't have this Saihara be too dense, he's already been catching on the other hints Kokichi's been giving, but the bad flirting throws him off for a bit, because it slots into reaffirming the worries he had, seeing it as the reason why he shouldn't pursue anything with Kokichi so Kokichi shot himself in the knee with this but it's okay, Nagito's "accidental" meddling will fix it, it's just a small comment from him, but being told he's good for Kokichi means a lot to shu he totally thought they were already together, he didn't mean to meddle, he would never Bunny: of course not!! Apollo: He would never meddle in the love life of the weird gremlin he's grown attached to!

#danganronpa #ndrv3 #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #kokichi oma #saiouma #oumasai #komahina #nagito komaeda #hajime hinata #tenko chabashira #himiko yumeno #tenmiko #writing prompt #writing inspiration #made by me

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ladytauria · 6 months

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2 from the hurt/comfort prompts and dickjay pretty please <33

thank you sm <333

picturing this as the sequel to this prompt fill from @this-was-a-terrible-idea (ao3 link if you prefer) but it should stand on its own~

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Jason is not nervous, and screw anyone who suggests otherwise. This is far from his first fancy party and, unfortunately, far from his last, either. It's not even his first fancy party as a Wayne---and before he went and got himself blown up, he'd gotten pretty fucking good at them, at least if you asked him.

Not that he's going to this party as a Wayne. Just... with a Wayne. Even if said Wayne still called himself Grayson.

The point is. Jason knows what he's doing. He knows how to be charming, and just the right amount of roguish to make the high society folks titter instead of clutch their pearls. He knows how to walk, and talk, and eat, and even dance. (Much as he'd wrinkled his nose when Alfred first suggested the lessons.)

It is, he'll admit, a little different going with Dick as like---a date, not because they both just happened to be connected to the same man.

Good different, though.

Means he doesn't have to hide the way he stares, when he gets an eyeful of Dick wrapped in a blue-and-black tux, perfectly tailored to the lines of his body. The display isn't helped, or is helped too much, by the way he's lounging against one of Jason's favorite sportscars. He must've borrowed it (or "borrowed" it) from Bruce.

Dick catches his eye and grins, like the cat who got the canary. Jason whistles obnoxiously, just to pretend he's not half as flustered as he feels.

"Not so bad yourself, handsome," Dick says, dragging his own gaze over Jason's body.

Jason shivers, a blush stinging the back of his neck. "Keep lookin' at me like that, Dickface, an' I don't think we're gonna make it t' the party."

"Well. It'd be a shame to waste all your hard work, little wing," Dick says, and this time, when he looks Jason over, his gaze lingers. He feels warm in the chilly night air, like he's wearing a sweater in summer.

Before he can think of something else to say---or maybe just grab the tie around Dick's neck and haul him up the stairs to Jason's apartment---Dick is opening the door for him, inviting him into the passenger seat of his sports car.

Jason slides in, rather than embarrass himself, or ruin their plans for the evening.

Dick slips gracefully into the driver's seat; reaching out and taking Jason's hand as soon as they're on the road. For once, the drive is absent of 80s power ballads, disco, and musical numbers. Jason is grateful for the peace. It gives him time to compose himself. This is important. He wants to do it right. For Dick.

The drive takes less time than Jason expected, even with Dick---for probably the first time in his fucking life---obeying all traffic laws. Before Jason knows it, Dick's hand is untangling from his as they exit the car. Dick passes the keys along with a smile and an extravagant tip, shoulder brushing Jason's arm when he comes to stand with him.

"You good?" he asks, under his breath.

"Peachy. Just tryin' to remember how I let you convince me to walk into a viper pit."

That gets a laugh from Dick---though he suppresses it quickly. "You can hold my hand, if it makes you feel safer," he offers.

"Baby," Jason says, "I always wanna hold your hand." But this time, he puts his hand on the small of Dick's back, smiling when Dick wraps his arm around Jason's waist in turn.

"Stop, you're going to make me blush," Dick says. Despite the sarcasm, his ears look pinker than usual.

"Well, can't have that," Jason says, and he's grinning now. "I'm the only one who gets to see you blush."

Dick laughs again, and this time, he doesn't bother suppressing it, despite the way it turns a few heads as they walk in the door. Dick ignores them, looking up at Jason instead. "You're a menace," he says, fondly.

"Just don't forget, bringing me here was your idea," Jason reminds.

"Oh, I know," Dick says. He stops them, just before coat check-in, and rises onto his toes. His lips brush the corner of Jason's mouth. "Still think it was one of my best."

There's no stopping the blush that blooms across his cheeks. "Night's still young," he says, proud when it comes out at least mostly even.

Dick looks at him through half-closed eyes, smile still on his face. "I could never regret a night spent with you, Jason."

#this one just kinda spilled out <3 #jaydick #dickjay #waffleinator-inator #tauriawritesfanfic #asks and answers #that ending was the most elegant stopping place i reached tbh i hope it isn't too abrupt

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jaymber · 6 months

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Rebel! Rebel!

Timeline 20151 - Protagonist : V Temarii

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V was surprised by Kerry's call a couple days after the gig at the Red Dirt, even more so that he seemed to want to talk to him, and not Johnny. He was looking for a merc to hire, Kerry said, but V started doubting it. Maybe it was due to his past hanging out with the Valentinos, but V thought that any friend would do what he did that night, helping out however Kerry needed, be it threatening some people or blowing up a car. A typical night in Night City. He didn't mind becoming Kerry's friend. It felt natural. Like they've always known one another. It wasn't just the memories he had of the rockerboy, thanks to Johnny. There was a connection he couldn't put a word on. Something V wanted to feel longer when Kerry said he was leaving. He stood up, and stopped him.

"Wait, Ker?" he called, "Lemme drive you home, yeah? Your hands are still shaking, and Johnny said you weren't the best driver." "That what he said?" he laughed, "Don't worry about me. Was about to call Delamain." "I insist. Got something to show you, anyway."

"Fuck me." Kerry froze when he saw the Porsche come their way. His face showed many conflicting emotions, but V could feel most of them were positive. A spark shone in his eyes, a glimmer V couldn't stop staring at. He couldn't hide his growing smile. "Where you found it? Look for it everywhere after- well…" That spark dimmed as the silence grew. "Long story," V quickly said, "Get in." Kerry complied, fixing the seat to his liking. His eyes surveyed the car as he laughed to himself. "Oh, going down memory lane right now," he mumbled as V started the engine, "You got no idea what went down in that car, V." "I don't know, Ker. Have my fair share of weird car stories, being a nomad and all. Really think you can impress me?" "That a challenge I hear? 'K, drive on and listen up."

Sure, Kerry had his fair share of stories. Those times weird groupies got inside. Those times he 'borrowed' it under Johnny's nose. Good memories that gave V a sudden feeling of nostalgia. But the merc too had had weird shipments to transport. Had had hitchhickers with incredible past catching up to them after they got into his car. Stories V hadn't told anyone but Jackie before. By the time they reached the villa, Kerry Eurodyne was truly just Ker in V's eyes. A friend he felt really comfortable around. "Seems we have arrived at our destination." "Seems we did, yeah. Thanks, V." A comfort Kerry didn't want to leave either, it seemed. He didn't step out of the car, staring at V with the spark back in his eyes. They didn't want the moment to end.

"Wanna… come in?" Kerry eventually spoke, "Have a drink?" "Are you proposing a drink? Or… a drink?" "Both, long as you're into it." "I-" V stopped, and thought about it. He only had had one night stands. A drink would mean the end of their friendship, in V's mind. And he wanted to see Kerry again. "Thanks, Kerry, but hmmm… next time, yeah?" "Uh. Sure, whatever," he said harshly, visibly hurt, as he exited the car in a hurry, "See ya. I guess." V knew Kerry had misunderstood him, because Johnny knew him and that tone. He quickly opened the door to clear things up. "No, wait, Ker. I mean it!" he yelled, then waited for the rockerboy to turn around, "It's just… this is new. Don't wanna screw it up, so I'd rather take my time for once. But I definitely want a drink with you." He hesitated a little, but got closer to Kerry, getting on the tip of his toes to kiss his cheek goodbye. He could feel warmth spread across his face with his lips. It took a lot of self-control for V to keep his words, and not meet Kerry's mouth here and there. Patience. This, the connection they had, was special. V couldn't risk to screw it up.

"Thirsty, but not quite perched just yet, eh?" Kerry mused, and V couldn't help but laugh, waiving him goodbye and hoping to see him again soon.

#cyberpunk 2077 #kerry eurodyne #oc: vaea temarii #male!v #kerry x v

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glasswingowl · 1 year

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EP 4 PREMIERE LETS GOO (SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT)

Uzi's wing backpack is really cute! hope it's not foreshadowing anything :)

YES KHAN BE EMOTIONALLY VULNERABLE AND TRUST YOUR DAUGHTER WITH HER OWN FUTURE! I KNOW I KEPT SHIT TALKING YOU BUT I ALWAYS BELIEVED THAT ONE DAY YOU WOULDN'T ROYALLY SCREW UP EVERYTHING

also was Nori the one initially obsessed with doors? and doll's dad. he was in the photo too, but then again, so was khan. Was he infected or not? if he has an id card, i didn't see it

does. does no one know who uzi is?? she literally exploded a gun in the middle of class that isn't something you'd easily forget. i mean i guess no one would really "know" her considering her complete and utter lack of friends up until now

N AND V AS CAMP COUNSELORS HAHAHAHA OH THIS IS GOING TO GO GREAT I CAN ALREADY TELL

all the other drones immediately fawning over N and V lmao.

ooh uzi's got a much better grasp of her powers now. someone's been practicing

LMAO THEY EXPLICITLY SAID "THERE WERE NO DOGS ON COPPER 9 WHEN EVERYTHING WENT TO SHIT ALSO DOGS ARE IMMORTAL NOW"

oh N and V playing nice with the workers is really cute (also lizzy gets to sit with V!)

(also was i not paying attention or did thad just straight up disappear halfway through the episode)

V's being weird and cryptic again... also girl you know you're bluffing stop pretending you can just get rid of Uzi without consequences.

is uzi... resentful? is she upset that two literal murderers are able to make friends easier than her? poor girl.

oh hey doll. we thought you were dead (and you might still be idk what your fucking deal is anymore)

the killing/not killing the bug symbolism carries over to this episode too.

this bug can communicate! and we know for sure that it's connected to the solvers now!

it called her 002. it thinks she's nori. Were the inital test subjects registered, but not their children? would doll scan as yeva's number? (can't remember it off the top of my head)

oh she just turned that arrow into flesh. oh dear god it's alive. i never thought i say this, but i'm with uzi's classmates on this one what the fuck was that

"i live in the woods now!" ah yes that'll solve everything great job

oh uzi :( so this is why doll had such a large supply of oil on hand. good thing she had the stomach to drink it

(ok yeah thad's not with the group anymore where did he fuck off to)

YES N STAND UP TO V. DEMAND ANSWERS.

"she's a kid, like us V!" ... ok how old are they actually i want to know. "like us" implies similar age range at least and they kind of hinted at Uzi being 18-20 with the prom posters but i wish they'd just TELL us in canon or word of god it on twitter or something

LIZZY-

I thought rebecca's bf was Brad? did they break up? quick rebound time damn

oh doesn't matter they're gonna fucking die

JCjenson made a tape about "zombie drones". what did they know.

Flashback images: Tessa (looking VERY drone like), a severed hand hanging from a chandelier, and an explosion (that looks VERY solver-esque.)

oh shit's going downhill very quickly.

OH DEAR GOD. REBECCA. sorry Rebecca enjoyers that's an L for you guys.

OH. OH NO UZI. SHE'S GOT MURDER DRONE POWERS AND SOLVER POWERS YOU GUYS ARE FUCKED.

"Killing her, not saving you." it can be both V it's ok

did. did V just call her CYN? DID V JUST CALL HER CYN????

V GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF

oh her tail's got teeth. no nanites though...

ngl N's pretty much the best person who could've possibly shown up at that moment

her wing joints are human arm skeletons. nope. don't like that.

ohh N is just the sweetest. very emotionally aware too

V what are you smiling at. V is there something you want to tell us

i know we were all joking about V x Lizzy but i'm not sure it's a joke anymore

i'm not going to ask how riding the bus like a stagecoach works

V taking blame for the murders? aww you do care <3

is n scared of his connection to uzi? worried that he might be dangerous to her? or is he secretly scared of her but not willing to leave his first real friend?

( i know i've mentioned this three times now but thad's not on the bus. where did he go. did he just decide fuck this i'm not dying here and walk home?)

#murder drones #there's at least one good thing about being sick and not sleeping properly #up in time to catch the premiere!#tldr: V better start coughing up some answers soon before things get REALLY out of hand.#and n is a great friend :D #glasswingtalks

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As a Gale, I have to be careful in BG3 fan spaces. People really are upset they have to help me with the orb, and just kind of hate me sometimes. I'm sorry, ok? I was young and in love/groomed (a little of both) and acted on a delusion of grandeur. I know I screwed the fuck up. I know I was a bit of an info-dumper, it was how I tried to connect with people. I didn't really know any other way. When I was in school, I tried asking people about things as you're supposed to and whatnot, and it went nowhere. More often than not, they answered then just sat there, staring at me (although to be fair to them, it could always have been "normal" eye contact, I still don't quite get that concept, looking into people's eyes is so intimate, even just for a few moments, and trying to get it just right so it's not "too much" but not "too little" just... It's impossible). And then if I gave my answer, it was a coin flip whether or not they'd be annoyed with me. I didn't know how to handle that, so I just... Stopped asking, because I had no idea if I was doing something wrong or if the people around me were just being rude to me for some reason (probably the neurodivergence, not that the term or concept existed, but I was always Different, and apparently, most people can just Tell) and I could never shake the idea that I somehow did it wrong, and if I couldn't do it right, I shouldn't do it at all, so if I didn't know what about the way I did it was wrong, well, I just wasn't going to do it. I didn't mean to be annoying or to hurt anyone.

Gods, I'm usually more assertive in this life, but right now I just feel very small and vulnerable. I feel like I'm back in that school, trying so hard to impress everyone and still having only the friends I conjured for myself. I suppose it's time to chat with an AI of Tara, if nothing else, she always made me feel better. Gods bless her, she was so good to me.

#fictionkinfessions #fictionkin #galekin #bg3kin #prevabuse #grooming cw #schools cw #mod party cat

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ashplayz · 1 year

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Holga x reader

'She gets down on her knees for you..'

Angsty/fluff

Warnings:

Mentions of death and injury. Argument,

Angst. language

You never minded Holgate going on adventures/missions with the others. You knew very well that she could handle herself. You yourself were never really the adventurer type but nevertheless you still cheered her and the others on from the sidelines always there to run into her arms the moment she returned fretting over every little scrape. But this time was different..

The team was debating on whether or not to go on an extra dangerous mission, finding a way to eliminate all red wizards forever, but this would be an incredibly risky mission they all knew that. And the group decided against doing it.. But Holga was still determined to do it with or without help.. So she left on her own without telling anyone. Upon finding out the others all went after her except for you of course you were the more quiet village life type and obviously you watched over Kira not that you minded though you always had a connection with her.

But now you and Kira were stuck worrying out of your mind's.. Neither of you knew if someone you both cared about was going to wind up dead.. You tried your hardest to stay strong for her but it was crushing you.. You were relieved to find out she was still alive when they got back but you felt so much pain upon seeing the shape she was in.. She nearly died and the resurrection tablet was gone you almost thought you had lost her..

She didn't wake up for quite some time, and in that time you hardly ever left her side.. But all the pain you felt quickly turned to anger upon the next thing that happened.. When she woke up she saw you sitting in a chair across from her looking exhausted and as if you cried yourself to sleep.. She couldn't handle the guilt of knowing she's the one that put you in that situation.. She's never really been one to handle strong emotions well so she did the only thing she knew how to do in that situation.. Leave. or at least try to..

"Woah. Where are you going!?" Simon said, still in shock after seeing her up. "Out." Holga responded, sounding irritated.. "Hey.. No you need to rest you almost died-" Doric said attempting to reason with her.. "And who's gonna stop me?" Holga asked, giving the two a threatening glare. "Me." You said coming out of the bedroom and crossing your arms, your voice tight with emotion.. "Holga, are you seriously upset with them after they saved your life?" You asked her, your voice going unexpectedly loud. "I never asked them to do that." Holga fired back

"Jesus Christ Kilgore, stop acting as if they screwed up a big break for you, there was no way you could have done it on your own no matter how strong you think you are!!" You snapped at her all of your sorrow transitioning into anger.. While you knew she was so much stronger than anyone you'd ever met you knew no one could have done that on their own you knew she would have probably been dead if it wasn't for them you didn't consider that her anger was towards herself and not them.. "And you're the one to talk about being strong- it's not like you'd understand what these quests mean you wouldn't know what it's like to face off against a red wizard." She said, She didn't know why she said it.. She prayed you never would know what that was like..

You took this harder than she had intended.. Did she think you were weak..? "...You're right. I wouldn't know. I'm obviously far too weak to partake in these quests. And you know-" you were about to say more but hesitated at first.. "Maybe I'm far too weak to be with someone like you. Maybe this was a mistake-" you started saying. You were too upset to notice the color drain from her face as she looked at you hurt. Before you could continue you were cut off by Simon "Woah hey she- she doesn't mean that.." He tried to referee this situation.. "Okay.. She meant it.." He said upon seeing the look on your face.. "You know.. There's always been things trying to keep us apart.. Maybe there was a reason for that.." You said.. She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out..

"But.. You guys love each other-" Kira said as she came out of her room just waking up to this, panicked at the thought of the two of you splitting.. "Maybe that was a mistake." You said.. Not knowing the panic and heartache your lover was feeling.. "If you want to go, be my guest.." You finally said before walking away.. Holga stood there. Her body started to shake as she felt an intense feeling of panic.. She was scared shitless to think she would be the one to push you away.. She lost someone she loved in the past because she couldn't get over herself and now she was going to lose you too.. The others gave her a look of pity which wasn't helpful. She quickly left not knowing what else to do..

Once a good distance from everyone she sat down, her breathing unsteady as she fought back the tears that threatened to fall..

Upon receiving a pep talk from Kira she knew she couldn't lose you.. Especially not because of herself.. She headed back to the house and got there just in time to catch you before you left.. You felt bad about what you said.. You never really meant it.. You didn't want to lose her.. You were surprised to see how defeated she looked. You noticed her eyes were glossy..

"Holga.." You stated before she gently took your hand in hers, going into her knees as she held onto your hand.. You were in shock.. You never took her as the type to get down on her knees for anyone.. "Y/n I'm sorry.. I'm sorry I put you through hell I'm sorry I lashed out at you..I'm sorry for not being good enough for you.." You were in shock upon hearing this and your eyes grew misty as you were overcome with emotion "Holga.. You.. You've always been good enough for me.." You said but she cut you off "not when I make you feel the way you did.. And for that I am truly sorry.. And I swear on my life I will never make that mistake again." She said.. You smiled at her "I know.." You said gently..

She stood up and almost held you but hesitated almost apologizing again.. You shut her up by wrapping your arms around her neck pulling her into a loving kiss. she let out a sigh of relief as she wrapped her arms around you like she was gonna lose you.. The others let out breaths of relief that that was over with Edgin who was just getting up was very confused..

Fin..

#dungeons and dragons honor among thieves #holga the barbarian #x reader

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thaliatimsh · 1 year

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*dj khaled voice* another one im sowwy 👼 in your opinion, what do you consider to be the most logical ending for rat boy: high chaos or low? 👀 BUT!!! if you could rewrite his ending, what would it be?? 👀😈 always love reading your thoughts!!! 🐣🔥💕🔥💕🔥 *monkeys hugging gif*

OOOOUGHGABOOGA thank YOUUUU WE DA BEST! GibbonHug dot GIF I am thinking Thinkging NEVER apologise im so glad to be made to Think.. hm…. I know you said abt Dear Rat Boy but i think this is connected to his loyalisms so… aw shit here i go again

Like honestly? I think that the Story of dishonored makes more sense in high chaos - I cannot patch together WHY the Three Amigos would even AGREE to try to off Corvo in low chaos! Like I said abt it being Hamhock's Ambition's Fault but… idk that Martini and Treachery would both agree with his Idea in LC…

In high chaos my feeling is that Martini and the hamhock came to the idea because HOLY SHIT this guy has got to be STOPPED - not just before he comes for us but also before his Villainy destroys everything they've worked for… treachery says uh…. Ok. Sure thing boys. My loyalisms is all i got and i dont wanna be on the end of corvo's knife…

Meanwhile in low chaos it's like.

How fucked would it be if everyone found out that the guy who cleared up all of the Corrupt City Officials was ALSO working for us before we swept in and Fixed It All.. now hang on a minute! If anything that legitimises them???? So idk WHY if Hamhock went "we gotta get corbo outta da way" pornstar martini didnt say "no we dont" - I mean I think Treachery is not inclined to Rock The Boat, so he would Voice An Opposing Opinion ONLY if he was not alone in it and either way at that point? It's less Boat Rocky to disagree w The Hamhock than it is to Literally Kill Corvo

Low Chaos Corvo's a man who causes Hurt only to Proven Enemies… which is why I had to write high chaos for nlwib: even if Light At The End is. Completely Bonkers borderline surreal - the events LEADING to it make sense in a fucked way? I mean either is I guess logical for rattie because… he will follow the others. And I do think he would follow Hammy over Martini - treachery & havelock do seem to have a kind of? Mutual admiration? Whereas he & Martin dont really ever have anythinf to say abt one another? So when The Girls Are Fightiiiiing in HC it's like. Sickos YES! Tried to screw me, didn't you my lord pendleton!!! Bet you're sorry now, boyo! Theyre Inned Sane I love it!!!

Ok i dont think that really answered ur question but. I guess what I mean is that what treachery does in hc makes more sense bc what martini does makes more sense?

But I tell you whatever ending he gets I STILL wish that he could Survive. Like do you ever think that. No matter what changes the only characters who Always Die are: Jessamine (rip legend), Lydia Brooklaine (MY WIFE), Mistuh Wallace Higgins (my blorbo) and LORD TREAVOR PENDLETON…. (My pet 🐀) and… I dont think it's fair i think i should be allowed to save them actually!!! SO.

Basically: i think the canon ending should be the loyalists get sent to prison and have to do this:

Then they get exiled to tyvia or some shit.

Actually I tell you what WOULD be fucked is if in low chaos Hammy had done Corvo in himself? Uhoh boys, Corb's dead… im gonna stop thinkgin abt this idea before i start trying to write another fic I'll never finish. Oops.

ThaNK YOU im kiss kiss hmm thinkign.

#sorry long poste again!#i just get HMMMMMMM

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pesterloglog · 5 months

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Jane Crocker, Roxy Lalonde, Autoresponder

Act 6, page 5081

gutsyGumshoe [GG] began pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG]

GG: Hey! Where are you??

GG: I can't find you anywhere in your crazy house.

GG: It's just wizards and pumpkins as far as the eye can see.

GG: I hope you're ok!

GG: Please get back to me as soon as you can.

gutsyGumshoe [GG] ceased pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG]

TG: aw noes

TG: you are snoping up my house

TG: scopping my gourd hoard

TG: janey what are u doing

TG: what is going on here

TG: jane?

TG: god dammit crocket

TG: bleghhh

TG: head hurts

timaeusTestified [TT] began pestering tipsyGnostalgic [TG]

TT: Judging by the sporadic rates of change in your present coordinates, it seems that you have been running around like a lunatic.

TT: When those ridiculous flesh stilts you refer to as "legs" settle down, and you have a minute to talk, please respond.

TG: smup shades

TG: *sup

TT: Are you in danger?

TG: no

TG: well

TG: not in like robos wanting to kill me immediately as in lilerally right now danger

TG: but still probably some danger

TG: its hot and all these crumbling flamey buildings are so screwed and i wanna just go lie down

TG: plus theres shit coming from the sky

TT: What shit do you mean?

TG: super deudly red shit

TT: Right. The miles. That's why I'm going to need you to get home quickly.

TT: What has taken you so long, anyway? Why has your path been so circuitous?

TT: Surely you can't be even more inebriated than before.

TG: no no

TG: less

TG: trust my

TG: me

TT: Ok. Then what?

TG: ive been trying to i guess

TG: round up some neighbors

TG: whenever i see them

TG: and try to get then to follow me home

TG: whichis harder than is sounds!

TT: You are accumulating carapacian refugees?

TG: yes

TT: That seems like a very inefficient and risky use of your time.

TG: i know but

TG: they always seem confused and dont know what todo

TG: and everythings bunring down

TG: i think i should try to take some with me i cant just leave all of the poor chess guys here to die

TT: Alright, that's fine.

TT: As luck would have it, your imperfect human sentimentality has been completely factored into my calculations.

TT: You should be ok. Just get back to your house as quickly as possible now. There's no time left.

TG: lmao @ your "caluculations" as if htose are real but ok ill get moving

TT: We're going to need you to connect with Jake to bring him into the game.

TT: You will complete the chain of entry. This is very important.

TG: ok

TG: jane was trying 2 reach me

TG: messin with my pumpkips or some shit???

TG: where is she

TT: There's been a little subordination issue there.

TT: With both Crocker and English, actually. Strider and I are working on it.

TG: what u talkin about

TG: subordingation

TG: you saying those chucklefucks went rouge

TT: Sort of.

TG: but thats what i do!

TG: posers be frontin hard up on my roguey turf

TG: *roguish?

TG: roguish is better it means sly

TT: Don't worry about it for now. Just do your part, and catch up with them later.

TT: Who knows, maybe you will prove yourself to be the only 100% cooperative, fully competent non-Strider player?

TT: How ironic would it be if the best player turned out to be the drunk girl? Wouldn't that be sweet?

TG: yeah!!!!

TG: :3

TT: Go home. Connect with Jake. Deploy the equipment in the ruins of his old house.

TT: I'll focus on actually getting him there. The kid is seriously a work in progress, I gotta say.

TT: Are you sober enough to do all that?

TG: i think

TG: the answer

TG: unfortunately

TG: is yes

TG: :[

#homestuck #jane crocker #roxy lalonde #autoresponder #homestuck act 6 #page 5081 #homestuck act 6 act 3

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x-rambles · 6 months

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Saturday, November 4, 2023

Ugh I've been meaning to journal when I feel some type of way...

Babe, I cannot believe. A car?? You have a car, and you have a house....It's definitely extremely complex...because honestly, you are that girl. I mean I remember, there have been times where you had stuff, where you were blessed, and thank the Lord for those..that's what this is giving. But honestly, you always knew work. And work is what you're knowing now...like it's good to have opportunities, its beautiful, there's nothing more amazing. And it's important that I balance my gratitude with discipline. Babe, you are doing SO MUCH right now! You're doing okay. You're really seeing that "amazing at one thing while garbage someplace else" HEAVY...butt it is balanced, which is good. UGh, girl your relationship. It's honestly getting crazy. It's also interesting to see how the car changes things. At the end of the day, cmon, it's clear this man is open to providing for you. There's these nuances and technicalities screwing with things now. Like, okay you don't have as many resources right now to be as giving back as you'd like....okay ya he's pushing himself in ways where he may not have as much resources as he would like to...it's interesting it's like we're both in this crazy building mode. It's like we're literally building a rocket together. This must sort've be what the movies are like. During the montages. The montages go so fast, and its life it's not that fast. In life, the lows are not brief seconds that pass us by. In life, the highs are flashes of wonder that feel unimaginable. But honestly, for me, it's a flash. It felt beautiful driving down the road, driving in MY car. But I had to drive to my responsibilities. I was problem-solving and writing to-do lists. But I also picked up some candies, and a crystal heart to put on my bookshelf.

That is a wonder. Looking at the Chrystal heart it is truly GORGEOUS. It's gorgeous and I picked it up because I had the flexibility now...I mean, the wrong name was on it when I was there, so I had to leave, but I WENT--And my love drove me there to grab it with the correct name!

Ught, my love. We've been fighting all week! It's wonderful that we got to talk today...in the car, about our feelings. I get so frustrated, I get so down, and then he pays for my car to be fixed..it's crazy because he did set a boundary explaining the car is my responsibility...but he built me an office, hes helping with my car, he is unreal...It's loaded as he does want things, and want more. And I do try, and I am overwhelmed. That's what I was getting at earlier. It's like we're building a rocket, but one day we will blast into the stars. I feel like I'm grinding for what is to COME. I feel like it will always be work but it will change. I feel like this evolution could catapult things. It's big, ya know!

Ugh, we all know I need to journal more...I haven't been journalling all year fr with all the grinding...I really pray these days, that these times will lead to my retirement. I really pray that this SWEAT, this WORK, will lead to mornings filled with activity, laughter, and learning. I hope it leads into a beautiful home to build together, that I will continue to grow humble, and balanced, and working--in order to develop into the woman that I will need to be for that season. That I will wake up early, and I will have a late nightt, putting in the hours, and thinking, about intentionally building my family, about having and creatinig experiences, about connection. Lord, I am freedom dreaming once again this is on my heart. So many other dreams, have been on my heart. I've been in my dreams, in my apartment, in my baddie, cute girl era, I have seen what the Lord has had in store for me, and I see it again. I feel it in my heart God, the day when resources are plentiful, and cycling, doubling, and compounding. When generosity and love can be the focus, and I begin to look at others and remember my journey--I have seen it Lord, I have had it on my heart, I have seen it and wanted it, I have prayed it, and journaled it, and then WATCHED it Lord. I am struggling, but I KNOW dreams exist. I know DREAMS come true. I know YOU are in control. What is on my heart is because of you, what is my next move is because of you as I am created in YOUR vision Father God.

Lord, I am tired, I am a bit lunchy, and I may need some rest..some rest for an early morning. So much is transpiring, but here we are...all day long.

Love Absolutely, and Always XoXo C

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We're now going to town on Trump's forces we are laying them to waste. The turd in a waste of time and you proud of him and forth and pushing hasn't really helped and he's getting rid of your whole Army and you're going to have nobody I'm going to see what it's like for our son a little bit cuz you're constantly pushed around already you should be getting the idea you have to stop your idiot and stop doing stuff to her son if you don't you're going to be a nobody and a goner. As it is we don't trust you at all as we don't trust him every single day trying to harm our son and you're more on too for a while you weren't and now you are and now you have to go and the other family was doing it it's small and we're doing it. Mostly thier Dead, Dolores is holding on using people who threaten our son and pretty soon there won't be anybody as insulation cuz the trumps and the PGA Jason and the other idiots will be gone. What is a few more things but right now we're going to your house to stop one idiot from harassing our son how about that what value what a genius you have on board. I'm serious too he needs to be removed from power is a waste of time for us too we want your army to go just get rid of themselves so you can come here and bother her son cuz your peevish little b****. And she's very mad at him and should be but in our world when the woman around here in a lot of trouble. But seriously and we see it happen here usually it's not a big deal but she wants to stop killing her own Young even the clones cuz there's a lot of people at you and you're not listening to her she's going to make you that's what shes saying. And cheese was not much better yes he listens and stuff and if you think so stupid he won't do it but this guy is gone he's out the window and he's gone doesn't care what happens what's the kidnap our son and might do surgery I mean the guy is a nut case so he needs to die.

It is a power struggle and she says she's much more logical and he's saying that she's causing the problems some of them and what we say is you're both a problem but John Riva Lord has to go somewhere else and if he doesn't we're going to keep on getting rid of him.

Thor Freya

When is sitting there is sitting pretty now he's asking for it and he is not in a position to tell us to do stuff and he's not in a position to ask the stuff he's here to start nice as you are a Taylor Swift but he is not smart about it he is not helping himself like you do and you try to he's not getting a better situation is not trying to acrue soldiers. Is sitting there harassing our friends to try and bring him down so I'm going to bring the house down around him. Everyone's tired of him and he won't let him go and he won't release him from this apartment and he won't shut up and he won't leave and he doesn't belong there it's not his place he doesn't own it it's really no connection to it and accept Stan who he thinks he can murder and take it over. Everybody else here doesn't want you doing it and your forces are getting real small I'm going to annihilate you if you're dumb face yeah you embarrassed by Tommy if we agree it went out there and you're destroyed on the battlefield without even having a chance In numbers wear it looks like his people doing it. Now we need you out I need you out now. And you won't leave so we're going to use Force. So what's up an hour or two from now and find you're still there I'm going to have people start slaughtering your idiots here Trump because you're not supposed to be in that apartment you're evicted already The invention papers to get you out or process right now and you're to leave

Mac

We did examine why they're not moving him out we keep saying hes too big, too many mean too many threats. What was saying is he's our person not yours you let us worry about it and we don't need you setting the addiction and they told us to screw and stuff like that and really been saying that I'm being extorted by you it's not that effective they only lose a few things and your attacks have been feeble he was devices even with devices even in your own places it's very strange stuff that you do. So we need you out and we will help get you out but he's not really pushing to move you out as much as you think and I said it's just sitting back knowing that people are going to kill you or you move out you or they move you out and tons of people want you out. Yeah that means what it says tons of people watching too and picking your people off everyday find out they have money real money tons of it okay little retard You're A marked Man and their brain has been shuffled around and they know who you are and then what you dead. Every threat on our son drives them to kill you more. We are putting in APB out of you now by giving them information and we're also going to go after you for your rolling bothering him on the bridge and we did see you threatening to drive off it and you knew about it people saw that you knew about the bridge and the mouth of the harbor and you're enticing people to go there and they all want you dead. There's a lot of them in town and you're going to be running into them and one of them is Terry cheeseman who survived one of your attacks and throw her over him over that's it that is and you're doing it when our son goes across and people can see you grinning and so forth because you think you're going to get other people. What are sons knows is he's enjoying the way it's going because your whole Army will be gone and you're sitting here tormenting him and he wants you to be in torment and he also more importantly wants you not to get up ever again so you're just making it happen with every idiotic comment or real threat or whatever you want as and we assess it correctly but you're going to be gone and once you are it means your army is gone it's a good thing for us we don't need your people none of them and they die a lot here they get killed a lot, most of it is because of you John remillard and it's because you don't belong here and everyone's using it as an excuse cuz he belong in prison and they're using that as an excuse there's a bunch of reasons but they all work. Globally they want your money cuz you had the most money on the planet and you're getting killed for it and it's because of your mouth what's going on now and right now that they're exterminating you in Florida too soon to get to you and your queen and she have a big mouth there's nothing wrong there's nothing to write on you're not ratting on anything you're an idiot telling on yourself and the clan was nowhere near as bad as you morons but they went the other way for some time and died very fast and we had to stop a lot of them and they were very useless it says you are and that's right Dolores your other half is gone we want the game to stop because there is no game and what you're doing is idiocy but what else can you do but join the insane.

We're not going to chop these people to bits for what they're saying

Thor Freya

I'm not going to listen to this anymore he keeps sending people after me and my places I'm going after you here I told you that Trump and Dan and young people are small we can handle you here now I'm coming in today our share the money

It's a huge deal that you just sees wise a****** idiots to people as you're going were going to make sure your gone

Tommy f

I don't have anything to say I don't have any hope because you people won't shut up and I mean you three of mine. I hope you feel good about yourself you've killed us all with you're stupid mouths. I'm going backwards and recently we slammed it into high gear in reverse and I found his u3 imbeciles. I want my stuff back and my people back and I'm going to pull it out of you

Queen Camilla

I'm not after you park your bells not really nowhere slaughter your people to take your stuff we need it

VP Camilla and leave him alone means a lot of people are using what you're doing here as an excuse and yeah you're going to be gone shortly and nobody wants your brain Trump you're a loser and an imbecile and it makes it just a lot faster what you're saying and trying and your stupid animal abuse and other things they don't want you near a huge low life what what you haven't said about me is illegal we're sending in people and other

We are too and I'm tired of you picking on my boy you're a freaking huge loser you knew you were a loser and man you are a stupid stinking a****** too I can't believe all these people are so weak they can't pull you out of there he did it himself you think someone would be strong enough even Stan can't do it

Biden

After a little bit I might fall through in my sweat on Trump cuz he keeps on bothering me everywhere stalking me such a f****** huge homo I'll have to do is drop a letter to the state and they have their excuse and you're out maybe a little dick would get out of there too so sick of hearing from you one little note and you're done

Zues Hera well I'm going to wait until you're mostly dead Trump and company

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loorain · 1 year

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Sims 4 Fontenot Legacy - Winning at Life

Sabrina's game went extremely well, and Sabrina felt more confident than ever! The past 24 hours have been a wild, but Sabrina has still managed to come out on top.

Beau lives in a one bedroom townhouse in center Britechester, so Sabrina skips any post-game parties to spend some time with him.

Sabrina: You saw my winning goal right?

Beau: Couldn't have missed it. You were incredible.

Sabrina: Thanks.

Sabrina: Beau... I really care about you.

Beau: I care about you too.

The two stare long into each other's eyes, not saying another word. The moment seems to last forever.

Sabrina nuzzles close.

Sabrina: I never want this moment to end.

Beau: Neither do I.

Things heat up...

Afterward, the two enjoy a comforting, warm bath to end the night. Things are peaceful. Perfect.

When Sabrina wakes in the morning, Beau has already left for work. They make some breakfast, making sure to make enough for him to have a couple meals left over. Since it's Sunday, Sabrina figures going to the gym would be good to keep their body in tip-top shape. So they call up their closest girlfriends, Nyla and Lakshmi.

Nyla: Why did I allow you to convince me to come here?!

Sabrina: Come on, a little cardio is good for you and the baby! Just breathe in, breathe out.

Lakshmi: Yeah Nyla, you got this!

Sabrina shows a demonstration of this, but Nyla taps out.

Nyla: Okay, I can't do this. *sigh* Maybe doing strength training is better.

Sabrina hops off the treadmill to coach Nyla. Nyla has other plans to distract Sabrina from actually making her work though 😆

Nyla: So are you going to tell me where you disappeared to last night?

Sabrina: Well... I was with Beau.

Nyla: Beau?! Shut up! Okay, we need a serious talk. Cafe chat?

Sabrina: But what about the workout?

Nyla: Screw the workout! I'm pregnant already, there's no reason I shouldn't enjoy putting on the pounds! Now let's go! Lakshmi, get your things!

Nyla drags both of her friends out of the gym and to the nearest cafe.

Nyla has to stop herself from upchucking just as she sits down.

Sabrina: Feeling nauseous?

Nyla: A little. I blame the workout. I don't think baby likes exercise just like its Mama.

Sabrina can't help but laugh.

Sabrina: You're so dramatic, girl.

Lakshmi joins them at the table.

Lakshmi: Sooooooooooooo is either of you going to explain why we left the gym as quickly as we went?

Sabrina: Nyla wanted the details of my night.

Lakshmi: Oh yeah, you weren't at the after-party this time. What happened?

Sabrina: I was with Beau.

Lakshmi: Beau? For real?

Nyla: I know right?!

Sabrina: Hey, what does that mean?

Lakshmi: Well I saw the way he rejected you the other night. I thought he wasn't interested.

Sabrina: He explained himself. I was too plastered. He didn't feel comfortable.

Nyla: Oh, that's so sweeeeetttt! I didn't know Beau was such the gentleman.

Sabrina: He really is.

Lakshmi: So I'm guessing things got steamy?

Sabrina: You could say that.

Lakshmi: Oh em gee!

Nyla: You sure know how to do it Bina! Teach me your waysss!

Lakshmi: Me too! Don't leave me behind!

Sabrina: I'll see what I can do ladies.

Nyla: So what do you think about this connection with Beau? Is it serious?

Sabrina: It is to me. It's still early though. I don't want to rush things.

Lakshmi: Screw the rules! You guys have already been together, why not just ride the wave?

Sabrina: I guess... but it reminds me a bit of my last relationship with my ex. Things happened fast. I was into him, and then... I wasn't. I don't want to end up like that with Beau.

Nyla: You guys were teenagers! New to the concept of love! You hadn't even had your first time yet! Young and dumb! Now, you're mature. You know what you want. And it seems you want him. I say, go for it. Whatever feels right, do it, and don't let anyone make you feel bad about it.

Lakshmi: I agree. Beau isn't Bernard. Though, now that I say their names out loud I'm seeing a pattern. Men with B names? Really Sabrina?

Sabrina can't help but laugh.

Sabrina: I guess I do have a type! You know, they're both blondes too.

Lakshmi: Sabrina!

Sabrina: Thanks girls, I really needed this.

Nyla: Anytime.

Lakshmi: Yeah, we're always here for you.

After a whirlwind week, Sabrina really treasured this time with their girlfriends. Their lives are all slowly going in different directions, but their connection is cemented forever. Nothing can ever tear them apart.

#ts4 #ts4 simblr #simblr #sims 4 #sims 4 legacy challenge #sims 4 legacy #sims 4 fontenot legacy #sims 4 modded

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sweetcathedral · 3 years

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Note: This is what Gojo would do to you if you ate his mochi. PS - Both of you owe it to Nanami

⚠️: 18+, some good fingering

“Fuck you,” you said, disappointed in yourself—angry at yourself for not feeling as pissed as you should be. Stop denying it.

“Yeah. Fuck me,” he softly chuckles before diving in for a deeper kiss.

Gojo’s sitting at the corner of the dark room lit only by the blazing fireplace, staring emptily into the flickering flames. His head rests against the chair almost like he was about to doze off,

“Oh, you're here?” he asked as if he didn’t know, but he did. He always knows.

“Liar, just ask where I was. You don’t have to ask like that,” you cut the bullshit.

He scoffs, shaking his head in his hand. You make your way towards your room, trying to avoid any conflict with him. Your day was shit to start with, and it definitely did not end how you’d wanted it to. The curse user you were tasked with slipped away, which made you get an earful from the higher ups and was passed to Nanami to take care of. Gojo most likely heard through the grapevine and was about to bully you about it, poking at your insecurities like the asshole he is.

“Hey, I’m not done talking to you yet,” he grabs your wrist.

“I know. I screwed up, don’t need to hear it from you,” yanking yourself out of his grip.

Just as you turn around, he grabs your face and hips from behind. “Gojo, please—!” he squeezes your face and you shake your head trying to loosen his grip, but he doesn’t budge. Your head snaps up, forcing you to look up at him, and you can see the serious expression dawn on his features. It’s as if he’s mad at you, but you haven’t done anything wrong. “What’s wrong with you?” you hissed at him, already pissed about his forceful approach.

“. . . I’ve never seen this side of you.”

“Funny cause this is how you always make me feel,” you continue to struggle your way out.

“Oh? Cute,” just as you placed all your strength to push his hand off your hip, he lets go, sending you to plummet to the floor.

“Son of a bitch!”

“Yikes, sorry, didn’t know you’d fall that hard,” he snickers from behind.

“. . . you could’ve just let me go to my room, asshole . . .” you hold yourself back cause letting Gojo see you cry from your stress would mean that he’d have gotten what he wanted.

After your shower, you slump yourself onto your unmade bed. The feeling of the cool sheets sets your mind at ease, giving you a sense of comfort, enough for you to knock out into a heavy sleep, until you hear a knock at your door. “Hey, I’m inviting myself in,” Gojo loudly whispers. Irritated, you let out a sigh, pressing your forearm to your head and resting above the bridge of your nose. Without an ounce of energy left in your body to kick him out, you decided to let it pass, turning your head towards the doorway.

“Sounds like someone’s been hanging around Nanami too much,” Gojo walked into the room with a cup of tea in his hand and a small plate of kikufuku mochi in the other.

“Gojo, please. I’m tired—,” he shuts you up with a kiss. You hadn’t noticed how close he got to you until you lifted your arm from your eyes. He was sitting at the edge of the bed now, while resting his head on your chest. The tea and mochi were dangerously settled on the other side of the bed, giving you a bit of anxiety with the way he just placed it there.

“Did I tease you too hard?”

“Tease? You call that a tease?”

A soft giggle fell from his lips. Is this his way of apologizing?

“Sorry, probably a weird way of seeing how your day went.”

“Definitely a weird way. You could’ve simply asked, you know,” you prop yourself up, but that only prompts him to wrap his arms around your waist.

“No. Stay this way, I like it . . .”

“But the tea and mochi.”

“I’ll finish it later.”

“What?”

The two of you look at each other.

“Pft! Did you think it was for you? How embarrassing,” Gojo laughs.

Angry and annoyed, you eat his mochi and finish his tea in one gulp.

“You little shit,” he stares at you in disbelief. “That was supposed to be my after sex snack.”

“Welp, looks like you’re not having sex,” you shrug, finally having a laugh.

“So you think that was funny, huh?” suddenly, he pulls you towards him by your leg.

“Ah, hey—!” your arms were pinned over your head, his soft lips placed upon yours.

“You’re not going anywhere until I’m satisfied,” he breathes at the nape of your neck before tracing up the curve with the tip of his tongue. Lost in the heavy feeling of pent up frustration from your workload and stress, you let yourself melt into his touch. Too tired to fight back, your mind wanders wherever his fingers traced; the curve of your arched back, the slope of your legs, the soft curve of your breasts. The tension of your muscles loosen up, not knowing that they were tense in the first place. Fuck you.

“Haven’t seen you like this in awhile. This look suits you better,” he said, parting your lips with his tongue in soft familiar motions.

“Fuck you,” you said, disappointed in yourself—angry at yourself for not feeling as pissed as you should be. Stop denying it.

“Yeah. Fuck me,” he softly chuckles before diving in for a deeper kiss.

Gojo envelopes you in his arms, closing the space between you two. He hitches one of your knees to your chest, firmly pressing at the back of your thigh as he drags his fingers down to your already soaking panties. A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. One. He slowly pushes through your walls, letting your pulsating motion suck him in deeper. Two. Another finger slips in with ease, your juices drip down onto the bed sheets, slowly gliding up and down your cunt as he thumbs over your swollen clit. Your chest starts to rise and fall in ragged breaths, exhaling soft moans. And three. The third finger takes you by surprise, enlarging your full cunt, your juices pooling into his palms. You clutch the pillows and messy sheets around you, panting rapidly at the movement of his fingers stirring inside of you. Each twist milking out the stress from your body, stimulating the sensation for more.

Before you knew it, a final wave of pleasure washes of your body causing your legs to spasm. You don’t remember the last time you had an orgasm, but you were glad Gojo was the one to give you that satisfaction.

“Look at you,” he pulls his fingers out, spreading them apart to reveal the sticky mess you made, webs of clear film connecting from finger to finger and dripping down his wrist. Your leg slowly goes limp as your body subsides, the weight of your eyelids feeling too heavy to keep open. Gojo’s voice starts to fade like smoke dispersing in the air, blending into the background noises of night traffic and the rhythm of your breathing.

“Thanks for your help Nanami! I owe you,” Gojo blows empty kisses through the phone.

“You could’ve just asked her to take a day off, like normal boyfriends do,” Nanami sighs from the other side.

“She doesn’t get paid for days off, so the only way was to get you to get her to fuck up the mission and then give it to you. She still gets paid while coming home early to me. Win-win!”

“Sounds more like a lose-lose to me.”

“You’re so gloomy. You looking for a girlfriend too?”

“No. I’d rather avoid such luxuries.”

“Oh Nanami, this is why you’re losing hair.”

“. . . I’m hanging up.”

“Gah! Wai—,” but it was too late, Nanami had already hung up before Gojo could’ve asked him for praises.

He tosses his phone to the side of the bed and turns back to cradling you in his arms as he twiddles with your hair, brushing through your scalp. You were sound asleep, only your legs tucked under the blanket, so that it wouldn’t be too hot when Gojo started cuddling you afterwards.

Turns out he had made sure your mission didn’t go as planned. He missed having you to himself, but he also understands the importance of your finances, so he conducted an elaborate plan for you to still get paid while also coming home early. It wasn’t a win-win for you, it was a win-win for him. He knew that, but he also knew how to make it up to you.

Gojo tilts your head slightly towards him, placing light kisses on your forehead, nose and lastly your lips, the sweet taste of mochi still lingering like a red wine stain. A tempting taste for his sweet tooth, but he restrains himself from taking it any further, happy enough that you’re right next to him. He pulls you closer to him as he rests his forehead to yours and closes his eyes. “How cute, you still taste like my mochi.”

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saiqherrr · 3 years

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.pairing satoru gojo x fem!reader

.setting college au

.content warning smut, nsfw, angst???, degradation kink, overstimulation, slapping kink, unprotected sex, cumming inside, cheating

.synopsis you swear that you're different - that you can "change" satoru gojo.

.a/n this is unfinished but i wanted this out my drafts. i have had zero motivation to write lately. this also has not been proofread. bleh. enjoy

NOT TRUE. NOT TRUE. you rubbed your hand on the side of your neck, absentmindedly looking down at your notebook that was filled with poorly written scrabbles of notes, words you could just barely imbibe from today’s lecture. you masked your irritation while two girls shamelessly whispered gossip about your boyfriend. why should it bother you if you knew it wasn’t true? because you knew that a good portion of what they were blabbering about was true.

you weren’t necessarily a shy girl, you knew a lot of people on campus from high school. for the most part you were quiet and minded your business, however, that changed after you notoriously flashed your busty bosoms at a frat party while your system was buzzed with alcohol. that was the night satoru gojo took you home. it was by luck that you committed such a sinful act on a night where satoru really couldn’t be bothered with desperate girls flocking on him. on any other night, he’d meander around the party, letting girls approach him and kiss up to him. he’d pick a spunky, sober girl from the flock and take her up to a room that didn’t belong to them, and fuck her - just for him to forget her name the next morning.

this night was different. he had a long day and he was surprised he had the energy to come to the party in the first place. he felt embarrassed for you when you got up on that table, slurring your words and waving your shirt in the air before you unclasped your bra, the frat house erupting with screams, chants, yelling and shouting. he couldn’t bear to see you like that and it bothered him that he even cared. he had no particular reason to. but his body moved on it’s own when he walked over to that anything-but-sturdy table and grabbed you, ending the show that everyone was rooting for. he slung you over his shoulder, taking up your shirt and bra before he found the nearest bathroom.

he took you back to his own apartment he was renting nearby, letting you sleep on the couch with a small blanket that just barely covered your feet and one small throw pillow was placed underneath your head. he left a mop bucket by the couch, anticipating that you’d be facing a mean hangover the next morning. he was glad he trusted his gut with that one because after he woke up the next morning to use the bathroom, he could hear you gagging and then regurgitating everything you ingested the day before.

after he took care of you that day, you thanked him endlessly. you were eternally grateful that he took time out his day to even do such a generous thing. it was out of character for him to do something like that, too, but you didn’t know at the time.

you don’t know how you ended up where the two of you were now, but all you know is that you fully smitten by him during those first two weeks you guys had first met. the two of you went out on a couple of dates, spent the night at his place a couple of times and eventually...you guys were having sex. so much fucking sex. he whispered appraisal in your ear every time he got the chance to bury himself balls deep in your tight pussy. he was rough, yet his words came out as soft as ever to you, stirring up all kinds of mushy feelings and affection from him.

it only took one post on satoru’s instagram - that one picture of you in his apartment, smiling at yourself in the bathroom mirror as he stood behind you, kissing your cheek while he snapped the photo. it was posted in the early morning with the a simple, but meaningful caption: ain’t she special? one post confirmed something for, not only everyone else, but for you as well; he was in love with you.

it, of course, came as a shock to your peers on campus. satoru was infamous for being a player and a sex addict. even you, at one point, had make an ancient joke about how satoru couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. being held down by anyone wasn’t a common thing for him at all. the confirmation of your relationship with him only caused people to question if all of it was a facade.

you questioned it yourself sometimes. but then you’d oddly be ashamed in yourself for doing so. he told you he loved you out the blue, took you out for fancy dinners, wasn’t ashamed to mention you to his friends and almost annoyingly professed his love to you in public spaces and online. he loved you. you knew he loved you.

keeping his words in your mind was enough to protect your mind from getting hurt by reality. you were blind to the small love marks that weren’t given to him by you. you were deaf to the sound of satoru sweet-talking a girl on the phone, assuming you were asleep, when you were really wide-awake. you suddenly had anosmia whenever he’d come back to the apartment smelling like cheap perfume. you ignored it all subconsciously and it was starting to catch up to you.

you were clearly aware of satoru’s behavior before becoming official with him, but since he had treated you with so much tlc, you figured you would be the turning point in his life. you believed that he’d change now that he had such a smart, respectable, sexy, and compliant girl by his side. he didn’t need anyone else, right? wrong. you were not his turning point. you were simply another climax in his life, a feeling you gave him every time your pussy clamped down on his cock, except, he got to feel that from you more often than others. that’s how other people looked at it.

in two weeks it’d make a year since the two of you started dating. a full year of this? maybe he was in love in with you, but just because he was, it didn’t mean it got rid of his urges. so that’s why you were trying to ignore the chattering behind you right now. you know you couldn’t be mad. you knew satoru was a fucking sleeze.

“throw it back on me baby, you know i don’t like doing all the work.” satoru's vainglorious words sent blazes of warmth to run everywhere on your body. your hands held the sheets underneath you as you shook your body to and fro, shivering each time your skin connected with his. his throbbing cock kissed your cervix and massaged your pulsating walls. you were recovering from an orgasm that you had moments before, juice running down your legs, but satoru fucked you through, bringing you close to overstimulation.

you wanted to tell him it was too much, but he had your own, soaked panties in your mouth, causing you to be quite inaudible. so many reasons to be uncomfortable yet you adored and wanted the entire. the fully body mirror that was across from you reflected the pornographic scene and felt yourself getting aroused all over again from the sight. drool dribbled from your mouth, tears rolling down your cheeks, satoru’s strained face. it only motivated you to go faster, milking his cock with your cunt eagerly.

satoru reached beside him, getting his cell phone and lazily opened up the camera app. he happily recorded the way you ricocheted your full ass on him, holding it and smacking it multiple times. once he was happy with the footage he had, he threw it phone to the side and he reaches around and takes the lacy material from your mouth, causing you to hack uncontrollably and lick your dry lips. he proceeded to grab your hips, digging crescent shaped dents into your skin. he pulled you to him, fucking you like he had gone batshit crazy.

he had you blabbering nonsense now that your mouth wasn’t restrained, but he managed to hear you say “’s too much!” and you stammered while moaning his name.

“too fucking bad. hold out just a bit longer, you weak slut,” he growled. “fuck...” you were reaching your high again, legs shaking viciously before they gave out and you imploded on your stomach on the bed. it didn’t stop him from ramming into you over and over again. you were so compliant to him. the way he fucked you was intoxicating. he made you crave sex more than you ever did in your life. “cum again for me baby, i’ll come with you.”

with both of your eyes screwed shut, you clenched around his slobbered cock, stomach convulsing violently and came hard. you practically screamed his name like you had no fucking sense. it’s because you didn’t. your psyche had gone clear and your body was numb. you couldn’t even process that satoru had came as well, rubbing excess semen in between your ass cheeks, watching strings of your release and his own drip from your gaping hole. he turned you around so that you were on your back and brought his hand, slapping you hard against your cheek, bringing you back to your senses.

“don’t scream like that again. y’lost your fucking mind,” he threatens you in a low, aggressive tone before snickering. he grabbed your delicate bosoms tenderly, scouring your stiff, aching areolas. you gasped intensely while sweat moved down your face, eyes half-lidded. he sucked your nipples graciously, running wet circles around them with his tongue. his ivory locks of hair tickled your skin, you bring your hand to run your fingers through it. he brought his lips to the space in between your breasts, sucking feverishly on your soft flesh until he could see visible marks form, leaving his mark on you.

“did i...did i do good...?” you breathed out, closing your eyes.

you felt his warm lips leave your skin and he chuckled softly before kissing you tenderly. “yes, yes you did. you did so well.” he was proud of himself for taming you, making you so docile to him. you were strong-willed and independent outside of the bed so seeing you lie here so pathetic under his gaze, losing yourself because of his touch was a sight to see. he felt lucky to have you...

you were truly such a beautiful girl. as embarrassed as he was for you when he first saw you flashing to all those people at that frat party, he silently admitted to himself that you looked fucking hot. if you weren’t so drunk that night he probably would’ve fucked you. he got his wish...eventually.

if anyone ever asked satoru why he has stayed with you for so long, he wouldn't have the option to offer an unmistakable response. whenever he was asked, he gave them a straightforward, “i love her.” he couldn’t quite understand how or what you did, but you allure him in a way no other person can. you unknowingly had him wrapped around your finger. he didn’t mind being tied down by you. well, that’s because he wasn’t entirely “tied down.” it was no secret that he sneaked around with other girls on campus, but what other option did he have? he was an addict. he couldn’t go a fucking day without burying himself in someone’s cunt - or someone’s ass, or getting his dick sucked by some whore after class. he couldn’t fuck you everyday. he didn’t want to use you for that purpose. you surprisingly meant something to him. he hoped all the warm gestures he gave you was enough to prove he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

#gojo satoru #SatoruGojo #gojo smut #gojo imagine #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo simp #gojou satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen satoru #gojou satoru x you #satoru gojo #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk #jjk imagines #jjk fanfic

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kestrel-of-herran · 2 years

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i'm not sure if you're aware that fans have discovered that yijin's stuffs are in heedo's old room, but do you think this is just a hint that they *will* be endgame in the end?

ppl thought that he might've died and gave his belongings to heedo. although that'd be kinda weird bcs shouldnt they be given to his family instead?

honestly i think there's no way this show won't make baekdo endgame... but all the theories and speculations i see on twitter make me anxious. 🥲

another anon said:

Have you seen on Twitter that apparently in Heedo's bedroom in the present timeline her and Yijin's casset players are together? The post I saw if from Twitter user lovebkyjn. I'll try sending a link and see if it works: https://twitter.com/lovebkyjn/status/1506302553545666565?t=OP5zxkuq99eMO6y9v3HVJg&s=19 From another tweet in that thread apparently Heedo also has a tiny skateboard from Yijin's apartment.

thank you to both anons!!! i decided to collate both asks because they refer to the same topic 💕

so, to answer the first question: yes, i’ve seen both posts! in fact i had a little celebratory dance afterwards and went to scream in my bestie’s dms about how it made the endgame all the more likely.

to answer the second question:

as of now, both interpretations of the pictures are equally likely when taken out of context. of course the show can still screw us over, because everything is possible. but i discussed this at length with my friend, and here are some of the observations we came up, including further theories of hee do and yi jin’s future:

as you said, there is little reason for yi jin’s belongings to go to hee do in the event of his death, especially a cassette player, unless she asks for it explicitly. while there is a technical possibility for this to happen, i don’t believe that it would.

the belongings are all collected in hee do’s old room, where we’ve also seen other objects connected to yi jin, such as a telescope and two bicycle toys. this got me thinking: why would hee do have toys connected to yi jin that she brought into her old room as early as her twenties? my theory is that when yi jin and hee do had min chae, she often came to stay in hee do’s old room and be watched by hee do’s mom, which is why they bought min chae the toys and arranged them for her.

the photo yi jin has ended up in an album with hee do’s photos, which i strongly believe proves that the album was made by the two of them.

hee do takes a long time to fall in love with someone. me and my friend were discussing that she could be demisexual, because the only people she’s had a strong emotional bond with are people she knew for a long time: yu rim and yi jin. she’s never had real crushes on people she met briefly, which led us both to believe that it would be very difficult for her to move on in the case of yi jin’s death.

hee do had min chae when she was 26, leaving her only four years from being with yi jin to having a child in the case of him dying when she was 21. given that it took her four years (18 to 21) to even date yi jin as per the premise, it seems unlikely to both me and my friend that hee do would have been able to move on from this loss and fall genuinely in love in time to get married at 25 and have a child at 26.

min chae is the child of a healthy marriage filled with love. she exhibits all the qualities of the “spoiled” only child, including a healthy amount of rebelliousness towards her parents, and none of the burden and sadness that yu rim and yi jin exhibit from having to bear their parents’ burdens too early. this means that hee do did not experience divorce and remarriage, so there’s no way she could be with someone other than yi jin.

so many details of hee do’s present life symbolize yi jin and their relationship. her workshop is called 25, 21, and a name for a lifelong business is always chosen with a positive emotion, because you want that positive energy to fuel you in your daily work. there are five rainbow chairs displayed where she works, items symbolizing or belonging to yi jin in hee do’s old room, and the photo album.

so here’s a quandary: if hee do has moved on from yi jin, why would she surround herself with symbols of him? and if hee do is stuck in the past while yi jin is gone from her life, why would she forget about the beach trip and the photo album, if she idealizes and cherishes the memories of him? none of these assumptions make sense when we take the full picture into account. this leads me and my friend to think that the show is messing with us for fun, that yi jin and hee do are happily married, and that she forgot the beach trip because she has many more memories with him to remember.

let’s take a final look at “sad ending evidence”: jaurim's song twenty five, twenty one as an inspiration for the show. for those unaware, the song is played over the ending of episode two and is based on the singer’s life; in it, she reminisces about her first love, who died when they were young. the point i want to make here is about how writers approach influences and retellings: we always want to change something. when we approach a source text, we never want to replicate it exactly, because we need to keep surprising ourselves and our audience. we want to tell a story different from the story we heard, but with enough elements remaining to remind of the source.

hence, the show constantly plays with our expectations of a sad or happy ending, but its ultimate choice depends on the way it develops the relationship. if yi jin was going to die, we would have seen him and hee do have a long and acknowledged romantic relationship, a happy time that was tragically cut short. but twenty five, twenty one isn’t the journey: it’s the destination. it’s not a golden age we watch the characters be happy in: it’s an event we keep waiting and waiting and waiting for along with them, the moment where they will start the relationship that will warm them for the rest of their lives.

#thank you for the ask!!!#twenty five twenty one #2521

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nashibirne · 3 years

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London Calling - 1

Yes, I'm still in my August phase and I'm not even sorry...I just can't stop thinking about the sexy mf and so this idea crossed my mind and turned into a storyline. I have to admit I'm even more nervous about posting this than usual because it's a little different from what I've written before and I really hope it's not going to bore the shit out of you. If you like this although the tension between August and my ofc builds slowly, please let me know. I appreciate every single comment, reblog and/or like! Thanks 💜

Pairing: Augut Walker x OFC (Lu Johnson)

Words: ~3.0 k

Summary and A/N: This story plays with the thought of "what if…" What if August Walker had taken another road? What if he had turned into John Lark for completely different reasons? What if he had found love before becoming a bitter, disillusioned man?So the events of "London Calling" take place about ten years prior to MI:Fallout and August Walker hasn't joined the CIA yet, he's an FBI Agent and his new mission in London that lies ahead of him is going to be a challenging one. Maybe it's even going to change his life.

Warnings: 18+! This story deals with the topic of a toxic/abusive relationship, gaslighting and problematic behavior of one of the protagonists in general. Please don't read if these topics trigger you or make you feel uncomfortable. Luckily I've never been in any kind of toxic or abusive relationship, so I lack personal experience but I hope still do this sensitive topic justice.

English is not my mother tongue but the lovely @sillyrabbit81 was so kind to be my very helpful and patient Beta! Thank you so, so much, bunny 🐇💜 You have no idea how much I appreciate your support, your encouragement, your help and the fact that you took the time to proofread this. (Edited by me, so there might still be mistakes and they're all mine)

📖 You can find my other fics on my Masterlist 📖

Credits: I don't own August Walker or anything related to MI:Fallout. Pics for the moodboard from pinterest, face claims: Lu - Hannah van der Westhuysen, Adam - Freddie Thorpe. FaceApp helped me with making August look a little younger

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So...now...off we go...story under the cut!

"London? Are you kidding me, Kyle?"

August Walker stopped pacing the room with an incredulous frown. He raised his eyebrows, his blue eyes fixed on the other man's face.

"Absolutely not," his superior and close friend of many years said slowly, drawling both words more than necessary to stress that he wasn't joking. "They want you in London."

"What about my promotion? You gave me your word. You wanted me to finish Operation Old Bridge and that's what I did. You wanted Tony Salerno's head on a silver platter, that's what you got."

August's voice was surprisingly calm, his expression blank but his gaze was blazing with anger and frustration. His hands were balled into fists and he only opened them to lean on Kyle's wooden desk, which was very tidy, except for the piles of case files that slowly grew larger than him.

"Damn, Kyle, I risked my life when I went undercover and joined this Mafia mob."

"I know, August, but unfortunately my hands are tied. Interpol wants our best undercover Agent and that's you. Just this last job and afterwards you can happily join the CIA." SSA Kyle Langdon leaned back in his chair and clasped his hands behind his neck with a sigh and an apologetic shrug.

"That's exactly what you said last time. Do you expect me to believe you?"

"As I said, it's not my doing. Manchester contacted Bill because the NCB needs help, blue notice, August. You know that we cannot say no and that means...London calling, man," Kyle pointed out with a smile. "You should be grateful, it's a great opportunity. So just do your job there, return and get your promotion."

"Why don't you just send someone else and I get my promotion right now? We have many great undercover agents. Craig for example. He's crazy about British pussies. He'll love London." August straightened his tall body before crossing his arms in front of his broad chest that was forced into a white button down shirt and a black suit jacket.

"No, Craig cannot go because they want you in this operation. They asked explicitly for Agent August Walker. That's a huge appreciation of your work and a big compliment. You're only 27, August, not many FBI agents are this well known and respected at such a young age." Kyle sat up straight, mirroring August's body language.

"I don't give a shit about their respect and appreciation. I know my worth and I know I'm your best agent. I've worked very hard to get where I stand now... just one step away from becoming a CIA agent," August said angrily, his brows furrowed, his eyes dark. "Fuck, Kyle...why use an American agent in a purely British matter in the first place? They could easily…"

"Listen, August," Kyle cut in and he got up and walked around his desk to face his friend, "the thing is, I am not asking you to do this, okay? It's not a request, it's an order. There's no room to negotiate."

He gave him a friendly smile to temper his words before placing a hand on August's shoulder. "No hard feelings. It's…"

"It's the job. Yeah. I know." August took a step back and nodded his head slowly, curling his lip. He had heard his boss say these words so many times and he hated that line although he was perfectly aware that it was the truth. That was the way it worked. They got orders, they did the job, no matter what. He took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes for a moment, feeling a bad headache brewing behind his forehead.

"I have already talked to Sloane about this. Erica seconds the motion by Interpol because she wants you to prove yourself in another operation abroad. If you are successful you will be part of her team. It's simple, Walker. Just don't fuck this up."

"I've never fucked anything up,” August snarled, clenching his teeth, his jaw grinding.

"See, that's exactly why they want you,” Kyle answered with a triumphant smile.

****

"Lu!" Adam Mayfield knocked impatiently on the bathroom door. "Get ready. We're going to be late." He glanced at his Rolex with an annoyed sigh before he straightened his tuxedo jacket and adjusted his bow tie for the umpteenth time. "God damn, this meeting is important." He banged his fist against the door again and rolled his eyes when he heard her muffled voice behind the bathroom walls. "Just a minute, Adam."

Although he was really a little angry that it took her so long to get ready, they weren't actually late, in fact there was more than enough time to meet up with his clients at The London Opera. He had just said that to make her hurry up. Lu had the tendency to dawdle around, she got easily distracted and it was his responsibility to help her with that bad habit and usually it worked well.

Compared to the woman she was when they had met at a party more than five years ago, she had improved her behavior a lot, thanks to his efforts and his strict education. She had been common as muck when they started dating, an ordinary working class girl, smart but not a bit sophisticated, pretty but with no sense of fashion or taste, ambitious but without any connections. He had changed that, he had moulded her into the beautiful, stylish, refined and cultured woman she was now. She was his work, his success, his pride...she was his.

When the door of the bathroom that was adjacent to the master bedroom finally swung open, the welcoming sight of his fiancee interrupted his thoughts and picked up his spirits immediately.

"Wow, this was worth the wait." He eyed her up and down with a smirk and leaned in for a kiss but she stopped him with her hands pressed against his narrow chest.

"No, you're gonna ruin my make-up, darling." Lu smiled at him and spinned around to present him her dress. The black, belted Burberry gown was elegant and classy. High-necked on the front but with a low back that showed off lots of her perfect, lightly tanned skin. Chaste and sexy at the same time, just the way Adam liked it.

"That dress is stunning, baby. You look wonderful." He grabbed her by her waist and pulled her close to leave a sensual kiss on her slim neck while his hands wandered to her ass where they rested for a moment before they squeezed her firm cheeks. "I really hope you're not wearing any panties."

Lu freed herself from his embrace with a frown and stepped in front of the large wall mirror opposite of their king-size bed to check her reflection one last time, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.

"Of course I'm wearing panties. We're going to the opera with your VIP clients." She walked to her dressing table and took the diamond-encrusted, leaf-shaped brooch Adam had given her for their five years anniversary on New Year's Eve. "Would you help me with this?"

Adam took the piece of jewelry from her slim hand and pinned it carefully on her dress, right above her heart. He kissed her tenderly but his expression was stern when he spoke. "Strip it off."

Lu's eyes grew wide. "What?"

"You heard me. Get rid of your thong. I know you're wearing one of these slutty, tiny g-strings to make sure your look is flawless and your underwear doesn't show under your dress." His face hardened slightly, yet his voice remained soft and smooth.

"But…"

"Don't test me, Lu,” he said slowly, still smiling but screwing up his beautiful grey eyes. "I want you naked underneath that dress in case I want to have a little fun with you tonight. I mean, we both know Rigoletto is gonna be boring as fuck, we may need a little distraction." He gave her a lewd smirk and with a tiny frown and a raise of his brows he motioned her to be obedient. "You don't want anything to get in my way, do you? Not even a little piece of lace, right?"

"Of course not, Adam," she answered softly with a smile she had to force onto her lips. Lu reached under her dress with shaking hands and pulled down her panties till they hit the floor so she could step out of them carefully, making sure they wouldn't get tangled up in her stiletto heels.

"Good girl," Adam said with a wolfish grin and with a sly smile he added, "you know what, baby? I think I'm going to have a little fun with you just now. My clients can wait."

Lu didn't even try to argue with him, knowing exactly that she was in a no-win situation. She closed her eyes and turned around, lifting up her dress, when she heard him unzip his fly.

****

While Adam Mayfield was fucking his fiancee in front of a mirror in one of the most exclusive penthouses in London, August Walker was having a bad coffee, sitting at a table in the plain and pretty ugly meeting room of their FBI department at the J. Edgar Hoover Building in Washington DC, listening to the explanations of Kyle and the lead of 'Operation Brutus', Christine Carpenter. He didn't like her much but he respected her competence and her leadership qualities and most of all he trusted her with giving him the perfect fake identity for the job in London.

"So, what do you have for me, Chris?" August looked at her with a smile, but his eyes gave away that he'd rather be somewhere else.

"Well, let me just explain the background first, okay?"

She pressed a button on her laptop and the handsome face of a young man appeared on the screen behind her.

"This", she nodded at the picture, "is Adam Arthur Clive Mayfield, 27 years old, only son of Alfred Mayfair and his late wife Erica, heir of the immense family fortune and the private bank Mayfield & Holmes, that was established by his ancestors more than 200 years ago. He is one of the most eligible bachelors in the United Kingdom, and one of the richest, too. His father officially still runs the family business but he isn't in the best state of health, so in fact Mayfield junior is the one who's at the helm. Unlike his father he's not a man of integrity, he's been on the radar of the British authorities for years. From dealing drugs and other minor crimes in his college years to insider trading, investor fraud, misappropriation and money laundering nowadays. He is a big fish, has connections all over the world, drug rings, gun runners, human traffickers, you name it."

"And the Brits are not able to catch him without my help?" August couldn't help but smirk cockily.

"Don't be so full of yourself, Walker. The problem is, he is a damn genius. IQ score beyond 150, very clever, very cautious, a strategic mastermind, always ahead of the authorities. They tried to infiltrate his business a few times but they failed miserably, so now they want to concentrate on his private life."

"And this is gonna be my part?"

"Exactly," Kyle said, getting up to join Christine in front of the screen. "He has a few bodyguards he always hires from an American agency. They are known for their discretion and loyalty and the bodyguards they place with their clients are the best of the best. Unfortunately one of his bodyguards died in an accident a week ago and now he needs a new one. Luckily, we have the owner of the agency by the balls for several major crimes. He cooperates or he will end up behind bars for the rest of his life."

"To cut a long story short, he will place you with Mayfield and you can become part of his daily life. Your job consists of monitoring and collecting information and data. I will give you an exact briefing later," Christine finished Kyle's explanations.

"So I will just be his lapdog?"

"Not his," Kyle grinned, "hers."

The picture on the screen changed, now showing a young, blonde woman. The second he saw her, he judged her.

He could tell what she was like, just by her looks, by the way she jutted her chin in the picture, by her perfectly manicured fingers, by her flawless make up and the expensive clothes. He knew women like her, a walking stereotype, the blond, beautiful Trophy Wife Barbie that's always by Millionaire Ken's side. Pretty on the outside, boring on the inside. Lame bimbos that only lived for showing off their designer clothes and it-bags, tripping around in high heels that cost more than he earned in a month, finding self-fulfilment in stupid things like designing overpriced furniture, running a yoga studio or doing charity stuff. Useless, needless but still blueprints for millions of girls who would literally give the shirt off their backs to catch themselves a rockstar, a famous actor, a hyped football player or just a rich heir.

"This is Mayfield's fiancee," Kyle said, pointing at the photo, "you're gonna be her personal bodyguard."

"How am I supposed to monitor him, when I have to be on her heels all the time?"

"You're gonna live with them, there will be lots of opportunities. Just make her trust you, we need her to open up, get her to talk. They've been together for years, she should know what he's involved in," Chris explained and she made it sound easy when in fact it wasn't only hard to gain a stranger's trust, in this case it was even dangerous.

"Alright. Tell me about her."

"Her name is Lucretia Johnson, 24 years old," Kyle started reading the memo.

"Lucretia?" August let out an amused snort.

"Yeah," Kyle grinned, "her mother seems to have a preference for strange names, her younger sister's called Petronilla."

"What the fuck?" August laughed out loud. "Is she some kind of Latin professor or something?"

"Well, first of all she's dead," Christine took over with a serious look on her face, she was notorious for her lack of humour, "and secondly, no, she was not a professor. She was an alcoholic and a complete mess. An irresponsible, uncaring mother who spent too much time fucking around and too little time taking care of her daughters. Petronilla was taken away from her when she was 15 and was handed over to youth welfare. Lucretia was 18 at the time and lived on the campus of the Chelsea College of Art and Design."

"So she's an artist, huh?" August knew the ridicule in his voice wasn't very professional but he just couldn't help it.

"Maybe, at least she has a master degree in curating and owns a little gallery in Covent Garden. Well, actually Mayfield owns it, she just runs it."

"So, to sum it up, she's made it from the daughter of a drunkard to the fiancee of one of the richest heirs in the kingdom. She's fucked her way to the top. I guess that's all I need to know about her."

"Don't be so sure, August. She seems to be smart," Kyle threw in, "I think there's more to her than the pretty face. It's just a gut feeling but I guess you'll find out soon enough."

August took a deep breath, rolling his eyes at Kyle. "Sure. She's the saint that sleeps with the devil."

"That's not what I said, mate. But whatever she is, you'll have to deal with it."

"What's my cover, Christine?" August wanted to know.

"Well, your alias was born in 1981, just like you, but on the fifth of May. Born and raised in Portland, Maine. Only child, mother deceased, not on speaking terms with his father, a mechanic who still lives in Portland. You can find the details of your early life and your family tree in the memo," she waved the file above her head before she continued. "Careerwise...ex military, ex cop, had some problems following the rules and respecting the law. Single, no ex-wifes, no kids. We kept it plain and simple. They will not dig deep anyway. According to the agency boss, Mayfield expects his bodyguards to be disciplined, always on duty, quiet and discreet. There's three of you. Benjamin Garner is Mayfield's watchdog and his personal assistant, Edward Landow was Johnson's guard you're gonna replace, Andrew Brown is the back-up. You and Garner live with them, Brown lives nearby with his girlfriend. There's other staff of course, a housekeeper, a cook, cleaners. No chauffeur, no butler, no assistant, that's all part of your job."

"Great," August let out an annoyed snort, "so basically I'm gonna be her servant."

"Basically," Chris fixed her gaze on August, "you're not gonna leave her side unless you're told to. Just be professional, stay in the background, prick up your ears, listen closely and be careful. No obvious nosing around. Their penthouse is a high tech fortress, including video monitoring, so just…"

"I know how to work undercover," August cut in impatiently, "just gimme that fucking file and let me do my job."

Christine gave him a pissed look but she handed him the document with a shrug and without further comment. August grabbed it from her hands, staring at the data of his new life, his new name and the composite sketch of his new look. He would have to stop shaving.

*****

tbc

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