#and i am hard of hearing so i told her CALM DOWN i can't understand you!!! and she said well just rewatch the class later!!! BRUH

[hecatemoon87]

Makeup Sex with Eddie Brock

Warnings ⚠️ SMUT

Minors DNI

"Wait, come on! I'm sorry, okay?" Eddie said, following you down the stairs of his apartment complex.

You round on him, seething with rage. "No! How many times have I told you to stop texting Anne?"

"Look. Baby, we're just friends, honest!" He said, tripping over the last step.

Why is he so God damn adorable? It's hard to stay mad at him.

"Eddie, you almost married this woman. You can't just get rid of your feelings for her. You are texting her because you can't let go!"

Eddie looked nervously around and waved awkwardly to one of his neighbors, "Hey, how are you, Mrs. Lawrence?" You can tell he's embarrassed.

"Goodbye, Eddie," you said, leaving him a worried mess on the landing.

After you left, Eddie walks back to his apartment, goes straight to his room, and falls face first into the mattress. "Why am I such an idiot!" He groans into the bed.

*this is your fault, again. You have a perfectly good girl friend, why are you texting another woman* said Venom.

"What? You're the one who misses Annie, you traitor! That last text was from you!"

*I missed her. Annie isn't my ex-fiance, the rules are not the same* Venom said.

"Oh, shut up! She doesn't understand that! Ugh, I gotta make this right, or I'll lose her!" Eddie said, grabbing his phone and texting you frantically.

You ignore his texts. You're at a bar, having a drink to calm down. It's around eight pm and you and Eddie were supposed to have a date.

But you saw his phone receive a text, and you just so happened to catch who the message was from, Anne.

You certainly lost your cool, but what the hell? Weren't you enough for him?

You spend an hour out, taking in a few drinks to calm your nerves. Finally, you check your phone.

16 missed calls and 20 texts. Good lord, Eddie.

You check your voice messages: you have 9 voice messages.

Your curiosity allows you to listen to the first message.

"Hey, it's Eddie...uh, I'm sorry. That wasn't cool, I know. But it's Venom, he likes Annie. I'm trying to explain to him it's not okay...look, please call me? You are the only girl for me. I promise, just call me,m"

He sounded so sad, it broke your heart. Fine. You'd go back to his apartment.

He opens the door to find you on the other side.

"Thank God, okay, hear me out..." he tried to say. But you pushed him back inside, closing the door and locking it behind you.

"Bedroom, now please," you said, sauntering back. Eddie follows willingly.

He watches you undress, then perch yourself on the end of the bed, naked.

"Say you're sorry with that tongue of yours," you said seductively.

Eddie smiled and, in turn, removed his clothing and got between your legs. He kissed your inner thighs, then glided his tongue over to your mound.

He gave you a pleasant lick, then hooked his arms under your legs, pulling your bottom right on the edge of the mattress, burying his tongue into your core.

You rake your fingers through his hair, making sexy sounds, letting him know he's doing a good job.

Eddie is an eager boy. He always wants to please you. But sometimes he's a stupid boy who makes poor decisions.

You gently pull his head back, looking him in the eyes. He gives you his puppy dog eyes and says softly, "I'm sorry, baby."

"I know, but you've been a bad boy, so you're going to do what I tell you, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am," he said, like a good little boy.

"Good, now finish your dinner," you said, leaning back again and spreading your legs a little wider. He gave you a grin, and you giggle before he dives back in.

He obeys and cleans you up nice. He licks and sucks and brings you gushing forth over his tongue.

After your moans come to a silence, you sit up and push him down to the rug on the floor. He is hard as a rock, and you tease him with your tongue. He moans, and then you kiss his well toned abdomen.

"Fuck, baby. You gonna blow me?" He whined, sliding his fingers through your silky hair.

"Mhmmm," you purred against his base, then kiss upwards on his shaft, nipping his bell.

"Oh, god. Please, baby, don't tease me too much," he whimpered.

"But you've been bad," you said, low and sultry.

"Yeah. I have, really bad, teach Daddy a lesson," he said breathlessly.

You smile and straddle him, sinking your heat down on his erection. Eddie closed his eyes and moaned, grabbing hold of your hips.

"You like my pussy, baby? You enjoyed your meal, huh, daddy?" You purred as you began sinking up and down on him.

"Fucking delicious, I'll eat you any time," he said, bucking his hips.

You laugh softly, then close your eyes, enjoying his thick cock dividing your core.

You ride him slow, making him buck his hips from time to time, wanting to pound you harder. "No," you tell him firmly, as you sink down on him hard, pinning him to the floor.

You lean forward, slipping your fingers into his hands, and pushing them to the floor as well.

You slowly rotate your hips, and he groans with pleasure.

"Stop misbehaving, or you don't get to cum," you said, looking down at him.

"Huh, you serious?" He said, laughing nervously.

"Yes, and don't test me on what happens if you cum before I allow it," you said, kissing him deeply, shoving your tongue into his mouth, pressing the back of his head into the floor. Eddie moaned into your mouth as you pinched his nipples and clenched your cunt around him hard.

"Okay, okay, okay! Fuck, I almost came," he said, turning his head to the side.

You giggled, enjoying him wiggling below you.

"Poor baby, ask me permission to cum," you said, sitting back up, and rocking your hips again, thoroughly pleasuring yourself with his big cock.

"Please, can I cum?" He said.

"Oh, you can beg sexier than that, Eddie," you teased.

"Fuck. Yeah, yeah, sure. Uh, please mistress? Let your naughty fuck toy cum?"

"Mmmmm, sluty, you're a sluty fuck toy, baby," you said, clenching again.

Eddie whimpered out a sexy little groan and corrected himself, "Sluty! Fuck, yeah. I'm a sluty little fuck toy, mama. Let me cum, please?"

His voice was strained, she knew he was at his limit, so she rode him, letting him cum.

Afterward, both showered and dressed in your pajamas, Eddie was rubbing your feet on the couch while you watched TV.

"That was fucking amazing sex. Maybe I should piss you off more," he said, grinning.

"Watch it pal. Any more shenanigans from you and I'll have to peg your sweet little ass," you said.

Eddie's eyes widened, "Um, okay. I'll be on my best behavior then," he said, nodding with commitment.

"Good boy," you said, winking.

#tom hardy #tom hardy fanfiction #tom hardy fanfic #tom hardy fan fic #facepuller #tom hardy smut #eddie brock #eddie brock smut

[livin4mybabes]

I'm sick of it | jude bellingham

request: yes / can you write one about bellingham where they argue all the time and she’s so exhausted about that so she cries and he confort her please? summary: You and Jude are tired of arguing all the time, but he realises he's been a jerk so he tries to sort things out with you. pairing: jude bellingham x reader warnings: angst, fluff words count: 1.4 k author's note: kinda short but i hope you like it! just to let you know again, english is not my first language so pardon me if there are mistakes —feel free to tell me—

The last few weeks have been rough for you, Jude and indeed for your relationship.

It hasn't been the best because of some small or silly reasons —for you it’s not that silly, but for Jude it is— you end up fighting, even over things that aren't even worth to fight about.

One of those many arguments was over the fact that he was hanging out lately with his friends and it wasn't that it annoyed you at first because of course, he has every right to do so, but you barely saw him at night when he came home just for dinner or to sleep.

You were upset because he wasn't able to spend time with you, he was always out.

"Jude, you're never here, you never spend time with me. I don't even know when you're going out". You told him in annoyance, you were tired of the same old thing.

"Damn, you are so needy. I just want some time off..."

" I can't believe it Jude, I'm not asking you to be with me all the time, I'm just asking us to spend time together like we used to. Watch movies, go out to dinner, but clearly I don't see that you're interested. That's it, honestly, I'm sick of it."

“Yeah, and so I am and I think I want to stay away from you”

“Oh, so now you don't want me around anymore?”

"Come on, I didn't say that”.

"Jude, you just said that. You know I love you, I left my family, I left my friends, I left college to come here with you. You don't know how lonely I feel sometimes, I try to distract myself with online classes, even going out with the girls but I also want to be with you, I want us to go back to the way we used to be" You say with tears.

"I didn't force you to come here" You couldn't believe what he had said, it was hurting you to hear him say that.

"You know what? Forget it, I don't want to argue anymore and say something I didn't mean and might regret it". You said as you walked out of your room and into the living room.

This fight all led to the silent treatment, which has been the worst thing and a nightmare for both of you because you are both so proud. But certainly, you had reason to be angry after everything Jude said to you. You know that you can't escape conflict and that there is no such thing as a perfect relationship. However, you and Jude were an imperfect couple that fit together perfectly, he treats you great and you know that from time to time, you might disagree on some things, but it never escalated to a major level, you always fixed it very quickly.

You used to wait a few days to calm down and talk about the problem so that you could try to figure out what the matter was and how you could fix it. Despite the fight, Jude still tucks you in bed when you sleep and you cook breakfast in the morning for both of you, maybe you don't show your love with words but with actions.

From Jude's point of view, it had been hard for him to understand that somehow you were right and he was acting selfishly. While he hadn't spoken to you, it was to give you time, because he knows you needed it after that big fight you had. And he is also certainly tired of fighting with you, so this time he wanted to fix things, fix what he said and knew he shouldn't have acted, he was sorry because yes, you had left many things in your country to follow him because he had asked you to, he was sure that he wanted and in fact, he wants to continue enjoying achievements and defeats with you by his side.

Days after the fight, Jude arrived at your shared flat after training ready to fix the situation because he doesn't want to lose you. As he walks in, the first thing he does is head to the living room to see if you were there like you usually are watching a TV show or even a movie, however, you're not there which makes him frown.

He heads to the small office thinking maybe you're in some online class but no, you're not there either. He quickly goes to the door of your room and he hears you sobbing, so he enters the room to find you under the blanket and he could see your body moving because of your crying.

When you heard that he had entered the room, you tried to stop crying, but you were still sobbing a little.

"Baby..." you heard Jude coming closer.

"Hey, are you okay? Please don't cry, I don't like seeing or hearing you cry." Those words instead of calming you down, made you cry even more.

"Go away." You said between cries and hiding more under the blanket.

""Baby, please, let's talk. I want us to work out whatever it is that's going on with us." You felt the mattress sink next to you.

Jude seeing that you weren't responding, decided to start talking.

"Well, I apologize for how I have been acting and everything I said, because I really understand that I acted like a dick to you when you didn't deserve it after everything you have done for me and I want you to know that I am very grateful to you. I think sometimes a discussion is necessary to understand each other and to make sure that we are communicating well, that we are expressing how we feel and I didn't take that into account in our last discussion and I'm sorry for that.

I want us to understand each other, because that's what it's all about, we are in a relationship where we have to grow and learn. And I know that relationships are not easy, but it needs some work on both sides, so I assure you that I will do my best".

By that time, you had stopped crying.

"Jude... I'm sorry too, because I know we've been arguing about silly things that I sometimes start, but I'm really hurt by what you said, but I want to fix this too. We should have the confidence to say what bothers us or what we disagree with without fighting. Like you said, that's what a relationship is all about: teamwork.

We have to do everything we can so that this argument doesn't happen again and of course, fix and talk about what's wrong, just like you, I will also do my part to avoid having fights. I love you and I missed you baby" You told him while hugging him and hiding your face in his neck, you immediately smelled his perfume which calmed you down, it gave you peace.

"I love you too" he kissed you on the head and you felt him smile. "What do you say tonight we go out to dinner at that restaurant you love so much?"

"When we get home we can watch a movie." You murmured into his neck.

"Or maybe something else to make up, you know" He told you as he smiled cheekily.

"Judeeee." You gave him a little punch on his abdomen.

"Babe, we have to recover lost time because you don't know how much I missed you, not kissing you, not hugging you, not touching you and I think there's no better way to recover lost time than making love" He said to you as he turned you around so he was on top of you and started kissing your neck.

"Jude..." You said as you moaned softly.

"I love you baby, you really are the best thing that ever happened to me." He said as he looked into your eyes.

"You made me go from emotional to horny, I hate you." You told him as you pouted.

"You know you love me, but well, you better take a shower, we have a dinner". With that you got up to head to the bathroom and felt a slap.

"Bellingham, stop or I'll get mad again."

"Don't act like you don't like it, I know you missed it just as much as I missed you and your ass" He said as he laughed and you closed your door to your bathroom.

He was impossible, but you loved him like that and you were happy you could fix things.

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham blurb #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham oneshot #jude bellingham imagines #jude bellingham blurbs #football blurb #football imagines #football imagine

[luvriablack]

I can't resist you

(I can't resist u)

Pov: U and Patrick have an argument but it seems that u both love each other no matter what u two say...

Warnings: cursing? Mentions of killing. Enjoy 😉

It was a day that I and Patrick were arguing. It was morning and we were in the kitchen. " U are a psycho nothing else! U don't even care about me. I am trying to be nice to you and all u do is humiliate me !" I say

Patrick looks at you with a cold expression.

"You dare to insult me?" He says, raising his voice. "Who is talking? The pathetic girl that does nothing except cook and clean for me?" He asks.

"You know what you are to me? Nothing more than a plaything, and the fact that you keep trying to be friends with me disgusts me. Stop trying so hard. I'm going to work." He says and he starts to walk out of the kitchen.

His words hurt me a lot " fuck u" I simply say and go to our room to pack my things

Patrick hears you and he stops. He has a hard time processing your words.

Did you really say that to him? He looks surprised. He then smiles "Oh, come on, my love. You said a bad word, but we can't just break up over that." He says.

"Look, I'm sorry for anything I said. I didn't mean it. It's just that...it's hard for me to be with one person for a long time." He says and he approaches you and takes you by the shoulders.

I freaked out. Was he cheating on me or something? Why would he say that? Maybe he was just angry at that moment I think "WHAT DO U MEAN BY THAT? IF U DONT WANT TO BE WITH ME JUST SAY IT" I yell at him

Patrick looks at you again, he's not smiling this time.

"Oh right, I guess I have to tell you." He says and he sighs. He takes your hands in his.

"Yeah, you're right. I can't be with one person forever. But what if I told you that I'm trying to change? I want to be a better man for you. I want to be someone you deserve." He says.

I glare at him" I saw a notebook of yours. U wrote " I wanna have sex with her and maybe I could just kill her with me inside her" " I say and continue glaring" Are u trying to kill me?"

He was disgusting. I can't believe I was in love with a killer

Patrick stares at you in a surprised way.

The notebook was never supposed to be found, it was supposed to be a hidden part of his deepest thoughts.

"No, my love. I'm not trying to kill you." He says.

"Oh, who am I kidding." He says and he shakes his head. "I don't know what to say, okay? Yes, I wrote it. Yes, those words are my deepest thoughts." He says and he puts his hand on his head. I glare at him" Thoughts or plans???" I ask

Patrick is silent for a few seconds and then he sighs.

"No, they aren't just thoughts." He says. "These thoughts are just a part of me."

He looks away for a moment and then he glances at you again.

"I...I can't help it...but sometimes I have fantasies...fantasies of killing the people I love." He says.

Patrick pauses, he strangely stares at you, he's smiling but there's something else in his eyes. "Do you understand, my love?" He asks." I am your girlfriend!!" I slap his face

Patrick doesn't respond to your slap, he just grabs you by the arm, he gently puts his hand on your face and he caresses your cheek.

"Yes, you're my girlfriend. And I would never want to hurt your precious face. I've been trying to push those thoughts of mine away for months, my love. But they're always there."

"I've always wanted to be the person you deserve...I've tried, my dear. But I just can't change." Patrick says, in a solemn way.

" U want to kill me!" I gasp while saying it

Patrick sighs. "In all honesty, I had thoughts about it. But they're just thoughts. Why would I want to kill the girl I love? You're everything to me, my dear."

He looks you in the eyes in a tender way.

"My love, I promise you that you're completely safe with me. I only had thoughts, like everyone does. I swear, my love. I'll never, ever hurt you. I can't hurt you. You're my world." He says, in a loving way.

Timeskip: You ended up calming down but at night u wouldn't want to sleep with him

"Let's stop talking about killing. I love you and I know you love me, my dear." He says and he caresses your face again. "Can we just forget this for tonight or the conversation we'll just end up fighting?" He asks.

Patrick says as he cames back from the bathroom that he was in before

" fine but...I won't sleep with u. I will be on the couch sleeping. So I can know that u won't hurt me" I say

Patrick chuckles.

"I love how innocent you are, my dear. Come on, my love. Don't you trust me enough to sleep in the same bed?" He asks.

"What if I promise to not hurt you? What if I promise to not even make a move on you tonight? Will you come to bed with me?" He asks, in a sweet way.

I can't resist him so I eventually agree

Patrick smiles.

"You're such a good girl, my love. Thank you for your trust." He takes your hand and he starts to walk towards his room.

"I'll make you breakfast tomorrow, okay?" He says, in a loving voice.

I sigh" okay but...don't touch me!" I take my hand away from his

Patrick's face shows a disappointed expression.

He takes a deep breath and he walks towards his bedroom. He opens the door and he walks inside.

You follow and you enter what seems to be a luxurious bedroom. A huge bed with silk covers, a huge dresser with suits, ties and cologne. A giant mirror in the back and two lamps on the tables. There are two windows that show a nice view of the city.

Patrick waits at the side of the bed. "Are you coming to bed, my love?" He asks.

Patrick takes off his suit and puts it in the huge dresser.

His body is completely muscular, there isn't an ounce of fat on his body. He's tall, and his six pack is perfectly sculpted due to his consistent exercise routine. He is the epitome of perfection.

He walks towards you, his feet making no sounds as he is only wearing his underwear.

He lays next to you in the bed. "Are you comfortable, my love?" He asks you.

I nod and turn my back on him as I close my eyes

Patrick stares at you for a few seconds.

From your back you look so delicate. He wants to touch you.

But, you told him not to. So he respects your wishes. However, he can't just stay there. So Patrick grabs your waist and he moves you a little towards him.His body is touching yours, and there's nothing you can do to prevent that.

I don't take his hand away. He is warm. I hold his hand and go closer to him

Patrick smiles and he caresses your hair.

"Don't worry, my love. I won't bite." He says, in a playful way.

He starts to kiss your neck. At first, it's sweet and tender, yet, he keeps going until he reaches your ear and he bites it with his teeth. He then lets go of your waist and with your hair in his hand, he kisses you softly. It's an entirely different feeling than before, this kiss felt real. It felt like Patrick loves you.

I close my eyes. Everything is going according to plan I say to myself and sleep

Do u want a part 2?

#patrick bateman x you #patrick bateman x female reader #patrick bateman x reader #patrick bateman #christian bale x reader #x reader #american psycho #no warning #fluff

[yuyu1024]

Midnight rain

Pairings: S.coups × y/n

Genre/tags: idol dating, confession, hidden feelings

Warning: insecurity, unsureness, relationship issue, cursing, [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 0.7k

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

Note: repost. Check pinned post ♥️

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"What did you say?" You ask. "I didn't... I didn't hear you properly..." you stutter.

But that was a lie. You did hear him. You heard him loud and clear that each word echoed and still ringing in your ears

"I said... I'm going to ask Shanie to be my girlfriend... officially."

That fucking hurts. You wanted to scream and walk away. You wanted to ask him why. You wanted him to say that it was all a joke.

But looking at his smile, his eyes it is true.

"Oh..." You force a smile and smacks his shoulder, "Congrats! Y-you.. finally have the courage to ask her... that's awesome!"

Then there was a moment of silent that stretched between the two of you. You tried to ignore it. You went on to look up to the sky and watch the fireworks fill up the night with beautiful colors. You kept your smile even though your hands are literally shaking. Your so good at hiding it.

Or that's what you thought.

"Y/n..."

"Hmm?"

"Are you really happy? I mean... me asking Shanie to be my girlfriend..."

"Ahm, of course! Why would I not be?"

"Stop it." He adjusted his position. He's facing you more. "Stop pretending... I'm not blind..."

"What are you talking about?" You were trying so hard to brush it off.

You can face it. You can't talk about it.

The feelings you and Seungcheol have for each other. The feelings that the both of you kept on pushing back, acting like it does not exist even though both of you feel the vibrations in your hearts.

"Cheolie..." you closed your eyes and took a deep breathe first. "Please..."

"Please what? I don't get it! I like you. You like me. But you keep on choosing to avoid it. Why? What's wrong with choosing me? What's wrong with... allowing yourself to love me?"

"You know, we can't be together." You look away. "It's complicated..."

"Is it because of my work? Being an idol? You know I don't care what the media says. You know I can handle it! My fans... they will understand it. If not everyone... or immidately but they will someday so... It's fine."

"But I do care." You sighed. "I can't handle it... people talking shit about you. Saying mean things... your career... I... it matters to me..."

"So... you're willing to sacrifice your own feelings... and mine for my career? You think thats more important than you?"

You try to calm yourself so you would not cry. You are in public and with his family. Yes, his family. You two have been friends for a while and his family have treated you like theirs. They invited you in this family outing because its been a while since Seungcheol had a break at work.

"Y/n... please..."

"I know how much your work means to you... your members... your fans... making music, singing and performing...is your life."

"But you are part of my life too!"

"Cheolie..." you stood up and about to walk away but he pulls you back down again.

"Why are you like this? You've always told me to follow my heart and dreams... and I did with music and now I'm following it for you . I am in love with you y/n."

"People will hear." You hiss at him. "Cheolie... please..."

"Do you want us to stay like this? As friends?"

You paused and looked at him. "Yes."

"You... really are okay with me to date other women?"

"No... but... it's safer for you..."

"What's the difference of me dating them to you dating me?"

"They are better than me. People would accept them..."

"What?" His brows furrowed. He can't believe what she's saying. Her insecurities. Because for him, she's perfect just the way she is. "Is my love not enough... to make you feel... loved... content... secure...?"

You started to tear up and sob. "No... And you don't deserve to be with someone who needs constant reaffirmation... someone who haven't started the process of loving herself..."

"But... Y/n... I love you... I fucking love you..."

"I know... I do to... but... I'm not the right person for you... you deserve someone better."

#seventeen x y/n #seventeen x you #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen fanfic #svt fanfic #svt x reader #seungcheol x reader #scoups x reader #scoups fluff #scoups fanfic #scoups x y/n #scoups x you #svt fluff #svt hard hours #seventeen imagines #svt imagines

[champagnedrunkandhorny]

Rhaenyra punishes Halfsister!reader (x Daemon)

tw:spanking, cuddling, comfort

Rhaenyra looked at me with the piercing gaze.Did it suddenly get colder? I shifted from one ankle to another, a tick too hard and I would break my ankles in these monstrously high heels I chose to wear. Oh well, at least they go with the outfit.

My gaze stopped on a man flipping the newspaper in his lap. His long legs crossed over and his thighs strapped in black pants and torso in soft cashmere pullover. Who the fuck wears pants at home? Targaryens apparently. 

Shifting back my eyes at Rhaenyra,after prolonged silence, I finally opened my mouth: "What did you ask again?". I could hear Daemon hiding a laugh, lifting the papers higher. But oh boy, Rhaenyra was anything but amused.

Her neck stiffened and jaw clenched as she watched me. "Come here." Sheesh, this doesn't sound good. I could hear my heartbeat increase with every small step I took towards her threatening figure on a deep red velvet couch. The whole room is dark, except for a small lamp next to the Daemon's big chair.

The colour of the room made the pale Targaryen hair and skin glow brighter in contrast. I wobbled to her like a lamb to its mother. Finally,  within her reach,  she winds her arm around my waist and I plop on her lap.

I had a deja vu of all the times how as a child, I would scream,throw fit and cling to her, whenever someone tried to move me.

Now, years later, I still feel safe in her embrace and warmth.

Fuzzy from all these memories I play with my fingers, avoiding to look at her violet eyes. This knot tightens in throat, making it harder to breath. One look in Rhaenyra's stern face and tears started falling out of nowhere.

"I didn't mean for it to happen. I wanted to try it and Aegon told me that I would be okay that one drink isn't much" Rhaenyra and Daemon exchange looks as I heave, trying to catch the breath.

 "Was someone also there with you and Aegon? " Rhaenyra doesn't change her commanding voice tone, seeing that a little firmness goes a long way with you. You look up at her with your wide eyes, filled to brim with tears and quickly name the others.

Daemon hummed, mentally taking notes, preparing to beat these guys up for making his dearest niece cry. He breathes out as he tries not to leave now and finish that.

You blink nervously at him and Rhaenyra. Panic arrises within you, thinking those angry stares were meant for you. " I-I am sorry, please don't be mad." You couldn't get anymore words out, sobbing.

" Shush my love,"Rhaenyra's face softens up a bit, wrapping her arms around your shoulders, laying your face on her breasts and rocking you from side to side," calm down."

Holding her dress tightly between you frists, you breath in familiar perfum. Without you knowing, Daemon looks at Rhaenyra and nods surely.

Rhaenyra's heartbeat, still steady, beats in your ear, as she pulls you slightly from her chest. Looking at your eyes, she holds you by your shoulders, "I need to make sure that you have learnt something from this and-." I furrow my eyebrows together and pout, not understanding where this is going, I interrupt her."But I won't do it again. I promise." This doesn't seem to be a right thing to say as Rhaenyra's grip tightens. "See. I let you get away without the consequences, but we will change that, starting now." One second  you are looking at her and the next you are facing these awful red pillows.

"Rhaenyra,  what-" now you finally seem to get it.

Your legs on the couch and the bottom perked up on Rhaenyra's lap. "No no no" placing your hands to cover yourself. One hand grips your both wrists. "Stop." You want to cry out again as her hand leaves a big handprint on your ass.

Ouch.

Still shocked, she places another spank. The blood rushes as the place throbs with the pain.

"Rhaenyra, you can't" You don't have the time to finish the sentence, she winds her arm up and a clap is so loud, you think neighbours can hear it. Your face reddens with embarrassment. You are not a child for the fucks sake. Which reminded you "Uncle Daemon, please, tell her to stop." As you were saying it, Rhaenyra slides up your dress, baring your bottom for everybody to see, continuing letting her anger on your poor red bottom. But Daemon isn't paying any attention to the disciplining of what in his opinion is, still a child.

" I hate you!" Finally having enough, Rhaenyra speaks up. "You can hate me all you want, but it won't change anything. You are going to stay quiet or I will make this ten times worse for you." Stunned to have your favourite person put you in a place like that, your jaw falls open, in place of answer a painful cry falls out.

Raining spanks on your soft ass and thighs, the tears start leaking again as the pain spreads. You accept your fate, slumbering in the couch, loosing the tension in your body and submitting yourself to Rhaenyra's punishing hands.

You don't even notice when she stops. Instead of hitting, she restes her hand on your flesh, rubbing and kneading it carefully, with the other hand she moves the hair strands behind your ear. "Shush, baby, stop crying. Get up."

You don't move a centimeter, choosing to pour out you sadness on the couch. You feel the hands, bigger, manlier  lift you up under your shoulders and place you on another lap. Your knees fold up limply, whincing as your red bottom touches his jeans. You only look down as he engulfed you in a warm blanket. Cocooned like a baby, you place your face on his neck, tickeling him with your pouty lips. You can hear Rhaenyra getting up and moving away. Only then, you lift up your head to catch her tall figure, turning back to you. "She hates me." Tears roll down your face in a new speed.

"No, baby girl, you got it all wrong." Daemon placed his hands on your cheeks, whiping your tears with a thumb. You shake your head, squashing your cheeks even more in process. "She hates me, she will send me back." Daemon laughs at his niece's naivety. She seems to be the only one to not see a deep love Rhaenyra held for her dearest baby. 

Pressing his niece closer to his body and kissing her forehead, he hopes to calm her down. It pained him also, seeing you in a pain, but he knew it must be done. Everybody knew you were spoiled and they were to blame the most. You look him up, with your wide innocent eyes and red streaks of tears: "Why did she leave then? Probably to call dad or-"

"I actually went to find you something comfortable to wear, or do you want to stay in that dress the whole night?" Daemon watches as your face lifts up, squirming in his lap to get a look at Rhaenyra. "Daemon, let her stand up." He unfolded the blanket carefully.

You stand up on your weak knees, now noticing that your feet are bare. She must have taken your heels off, when you were distracted with pain. You peered up at her, coming only a little to her chest. "Lift your hands."

Daemon watches at two red throbbing globes and multiple handprints get covered with soft white panties and matching pyjama set.

"So, you are not mad at me? And you won't send me away?" Rhaenyra chuckles, pulling the shirt over your head.

"Oh, I was mad, but we have dealt with it and it won't happen again, right?"

You nod so strong that you get deezy. "Good. Now, let's relax a bit. My hand aches." She said as she sat on the couch with Daemon.

"My bottom hurts even more. I don't think I can go to school tomorrow. " You said, wiggling the said bottom between the two. They laugh as they make you place. "Oh, they don't seem to be hurting as much now." Rhaenyra playfully says as you shrieked and moved into the Daemon's front. Daemon sneaked his hands on your side and tickles you, sending you into a fit of laughter. Rhaenyra's favourite sound.

#hotd rhaenyra #rhaenyra x you #rhaenyra x reader #rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenyra targeryen x reader #dae #daemon targeryen x reader #daemon x y/n #daemon x rhaenyra #daemon x reader #hotd imagine #hotd #house of targaryen #house of the dragon #games of thrones #hotd sm #hotd x oc #hotd x reader #daemon x reader x rhaenyra

[multifandomsimagine]

Best of Intentions [Poly!Bill Weasley x Reader x Fleur Delacour]

Summary: The results for the exam are in but they are not what you were hoping for

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 1000

Author's Note: Ravenclaw!Reader cause this is a comfort piece for me. This was originally going to be a gif imagine but as I was writing it and using it as a place to vent, it kind of got out of hand 😓

You hear the jingle of keys being inserted into the front door's lock and the door opening a few seconds later as you hear your partners return from their trip to the grocery store. "Mon cœur, we're back" Fleur called out, nudging the door open and walking in with Bill close on her heels. They both come in with grocery bags in hand. Setting them down on the counter, they turn around to greet you. They spot the mail first right on the dining table where you had placed them when you came in with them. They then see the open envelope a few inches away from you with the logo of the Ministry clear as day before they see you with papers in hand.

"Oh!" Fleur claps in delight as she makes her way toward you. "Are those your results? How did you do?"

"Do I need to start referring to you as Professor [Last Name]?" Bill teases, moving to stand behind your chair in an effort to read the letter.

They're both taken aback when you burst into tears. They aren't able to look at the results as you quickly flip it over but they could infer that what was written wasn't anything good.

"Love / Ma chérie!" They kneel by your side and look at you. "What happened?"

"I know it's not a big deal," You tell them, wiping your eyes with the sleeves of your sweaters. You don't meet their gaze though as you stare down at your lap and look at the facedown results. "I can take this exam again; I just have to pay and submit my material again but I'm just so disappointed in myself! I was a Ravenclaw. I've never failed a test before; the lowest grade I've ever gotten was an 'Exceeds Expectations.' I studied so hard for this test and it was the last thing I needed in order to become a professor but I got a 'Dreadful.'" At the revelation of your grade, your voice wavers.

Squeezing your eyes shut, you grab the paper and clench your hands into tight fists, trying to make the results as small as possible. You wipe your face again, to clear it from your tears and runny nose but it's no use as you can't stop yourself from crying and you just continue your speech. "The exam cost so much to take and now I have to pay that again. What did I do wrong? Does this mean that I'll be a terrible professor? Am I just going to fail the students? How am I supposed to be able to teach them what they need to know when I can't even prove that I'm qualified to be a professor? I'm just a failure." Your breathing becomes quicker as you tell Bill and Fleur what you're thinking. You try to hold back the next sob but you're shaking too much to succeed as your crying gets worse; your tears going from pooling in your eyes to streaming down your face.

You cover your face with your sleeves as you avoid looking at your partners who have stayed quiet and let you finish your rant. They must think you're so foolish for crying over a bad grade. Bad grades are a regular occurrence in people's lives and they're able to move on with their life. And yet here you are acting like it's the end of the world. You're too embarrassed to look at either of them and you're gathering up the energy to leave the room and lock yourself in the bathroom until you can calm yourself down when you feel a hand on your knee and another gently uncurling your first to grab the results.

"Mon amour, this test doesn't define you," Fleur speaks first, making a point to show you the paper in her hands and folding it up until it's just a tiny rectangle before placing it on the floor. "Bill and I know firsthand how incredibly smart and what an amazing teacher you are. I've seen you teach Gabrielle things that I have trouble understanding with such ease. She's told me just how much she prefers you teaching her than me." At this, she gives your nose a little tap which makes you smile. "You explain things better than I do she says."

Bill nods. "I second that statement. Without you, there would have been no way that I pass Arithmancy and Ancient Runes in my third year. The exam doesn't show how much the impact you have on your students. Only that you were able to say what they wanted to hear." Taking your hand in his own, he intertwined your fingers together. "I know how hard you worked planning out those lessons for your students. You took into account all of their needs and the support they needed and taught a wonderful lesson. Didn't you tell us how much your students enjoyed the lesson?"

With a sniffle, you nod your head. "Yea, Tomás participated in the activity and KC told me how much she liked that day's lesson."

"You see, you're a wonderful teacher." Fleur kisses your forehead as she runs a hand through your hair. "And don't worry about the money. We have enough of it for you to take the test hundreds of times. But we know it won't take that long cause you're amazing."

Bill stands up from his kneeling position and gives you a hug. "And Fleur and I will help you in whatever way we can. So don't pay this grade any more thought. We love you and we're here for you. No grade will change our mind on this."

"Thank you, you two." You say as you take the napkin Bill was offering you. Wiping your eyes from any rogue tears still left, you used it to blow your nose. "For being here with me and always helping me feel better. I'm going to pass this next attempt. I know I can."

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[yelenasdiary]

I have a Lizzie flufftober idea!! Reader is getting stressed out and on the verge of a breakdown because of school work and exams so Lizzie (or any of her characters) helps you calm down and maybe even helps you study.

A Helping Hand || Flufftober

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Reader 

Summary: When your study gets too much and the stress causes a breakdown, Lizzie just wants comfort you and give you a hand in your studies. 

Fluff | 0.9K | Language Warning because Lizzie swearing is, you already know |  

AC: Legal age gap of course! I’m currently doing a graphic design course and have like 6 overdue assignments so this will 10/10 most likely will come from my own stresses lmao! I haven’t picked any course for this so if you’re struggling with anything, I hope this helps. Enjoy!

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"Fucks sake!" You groan as you run your temples as you try to make any sense of the textbook in front of you. "This is bullshit!" You added in a huff. Lizzie who was in the living room could hear your frustration building and knew it was only a matter of time before you'd storm out of the study with anger trying to avoid the breakdown that was just waiting for the cherry to top it off. 

"Honey, come outside with me for a few minutes, it's beautiful outside" Lizzie stood in the doorway of the study watching as you dotted notes down on your laptop. "Liz, I can't. I have so much to do before my final exam, I'm sorry. Once this is over, I'll make it up to you" you replied without looking up from your laptop, typing as you spoke. 

"Baby, I don't care. I can hear how stressed you are from the living room. You need a break and 15 minutes isn't going to hurt" you felt her hands land gently on your shoulders squeezing them softly to release some build up tension. You couldn't help but close your eyes and sigh with relief at the way her hands worked to give you a massage. "10 minutes" you suggested as you spun around on your chair to face her, "15 because you need to eat as well" she smiled softly. 

You watched with an ice-cold glass of water in your hand as Lizzie watered her garden, she was right, a few minutes away from your studies and you already started to feel a bit better. "When's your final exam?" She asked as she made sure each of her plants were getting enough water. "Next week, I have so much stuff to remember it's ridiculous. I'm going to fail; I just know it" you sipped your water. "Don't say that honey, I'll help you. We can remember the information together and you'll pass, and I'll be even more proud of you than I am right now" she smiled before turning off the tap. 

"You don't have to baby, I'm just stressed over it all, but I know once it's done and dusted, I'll be fine" 

"I want to help, plus, how hard can it be?" 

You chuckled at her reply, "well if you insist but I do warn you, it's hard" 

"Baby, I played the scarlet witch, an axe murder, and a grieving widow. I'm sure some study for an exam will be fine" she wrapped her arms around your waist and kissed you softly, "you really like playing that card, don't you" you smiled against her lips. "You bet" Lizzie kissed you once more, "now let's make you an afternoon snack and get to studying" she added before taking your hand in hers and walking you both to the kitchen. "Do we still have some strawberries left over? I could settle for a bowl of watermelon and strawberries" you placed your now empty glass on the countertop. "We do! I picked fresh ones this morning, take a seat and let me get it all for you" Lizzie smiled as she opened the fridge. 

After making you both a large bowl to share, you moved all your study work to the dining room table for extra space. Lizzie looked over your notes and flicked through one of your textbooks before having a quick run over the exam outlines. "Fuck me, I now understand why you've been so stressed" she mumbled with a confused frown. You chuckled at her comment, "I told you; you didn't have to help. It's a lot!" 

"I said I'd help; we might be here for a while, but I want to help you honey" she looked up at you with the softest smile. "You really are the best, thank you" you smiled back. 

For the next few hours Lizzie read from the textbook as you took notes and made a little 'cheat sheet' as it was allowed, a few more curses here and there and some huffs and sighs but eventually the two of you started to see the pile of study dying down smaller and smaller. Lizzie stopped every hour for a 15-minute break to keep you both from losing your minds and made sure there was iced tea and water beside you both to keep you both refreshed. 

"You're going to pass these exams otherwise I'll be talking to your teacher about how fucking ridiculous this is!" Lizzie chuckled as the two of you continued to work through your studies. "I think they'd be so starstruck that you're in their classroom to even argue!" You smiled, "thank you again for helping me! This is so helpful" you added. "If you ever end up going any more study after this, I'm just going to take the class with you!"

The day of your exam Lizzie waited in the car for you with all your favorite snacks and plenty of water for when you'd finish. She gave you the tightest hug and a kiss on the lips for good luck and you didn't feel as stressed as you once were. Lizzie's encouragement ran through your head the entire test and you left feeling confident that you'd pass. 

"How'd you go?!" Lizzie asked as you got into the car, "I'll find out the results next week" You smiled nervously before noticing all your favorite snacks in the recyclable bag, "god! I'm so nervous! But I know you've got this baby!! You're so smart" she kissed you softly, "I love you Lizzie" you smiled against her lips. "I love you too, honey" she smiled before kissing you once more.

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#Elizabeth Olsen #Elizabeth Olsen x reader #fanfiction #flufftober

[fallingforunrealisticromance]

By your side. Forever - 11th doctor x reader

A/N: i guess disappearing for months on end is my new thing!! Anyways, HI! What are peoples thoughts on david tennants glorious return to doctor who??

Summary: Based on S5 Ep3 Victory of the Darleks

Warnings: None

***= time skip

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We stood on the roof looking out onto a version of London I'd only ever seen in the picture of a history book - WW2 England. We could hear the planes above us as we gazed at the Zeplins floating across the city.

"I can't believe it" I said, almost in a whisper

"Can't believe what?" The doctor turned his gaze towards me.

"I'm in London. World war two London! I mean this is insane. You do know i literally wrote an essay on this exact time period to pass my history GCSE and now here i am!" I laughed taking in the sights

The doctor beamed at me. "It is pretty cool, isnt it"

"Even cooler that you seem to be best pals with the prime minister. Which you failed to mention when i asked you to tell me about yourself i might add." I said, jabbing him with my elbow.

"Well, in all fairness, it slipped my mind." He replied whilst fidegting with his bow tie.

"It slipped your mind?? How exactly do you forget your friends with one of the most influential men in british histor-"

But my remarks were cut short as suddenly a Nazi plane was shot down above us. More like incinerated. My heart stopped. My blood ran cold. I would know that electric beam anywhere. Instinctively The doctor grasped my hand, threading his fingers through mine. My grip was as strong as his. We were frozen in fear, the gravity of the situation collapsing in on us. They can't be here. Not now.

"Please. No" I begged. The doctor pulled my closer to him as he marched over to Winston.

"What was that? Where the hell did that come from?" His voice was low but the fear and anger that ran through his was evident.

"I told you Doctor, I'm willing to win me this war, by any means necessary. And Bracewell has provided with a solution." He gestured to the man standing above us.

I wanted to run. I wanted to drag the doctor back to the TARDIS, fly away and pretend it never happened. But I couldn't. Our fears were confirmed by the sound of metallic wheels appearing from behind the wall of sandbags. My stomach dropped.

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"No..." The doctors breathing sounded panicked, his voice quiet as if he wasn't aware he was speaking out loud. We were back inside now, yet still the daleks were here.

"No you- you can't be here. I destroyed you. How are you here?" His tone was increasing. He fidgeted with his hands in an attempt to calm himself down which was failing miserably.

"HOW ARE YOU HERE" He bellowed, moving towards the metal monster in front of him.

"I am here to serve you." The robotic voice replied.

"NO! No you are my ENEMY. YOU WANT NOTHING MORE THAN DESTRUCTION" He yelled.

"I do not understand" The robot looked around.

I stood back, watching the doctor with a heavy heart. I knew what this meant for him.

"Doctor please would you calm down." Winston churchill said looking rather confused.

"Calm down? How the hell am i supposed to calm down when you have a DARLEK planted right in front of me" His eyes flamed with rage as his chest rose as a hurried pace.

"They are not darleks they are my ironsides!" Bracewell insisted but the doctor ignored him.

"No matter what I do. No matter how hard I fight. They always come back. Always. They still remain while i lose everything." The doctor began pacing up and down, running his fingers frantically through his hair.

"Doctor." I called. He continued to pace

"My planet, my people.

"Doctor" I tried again, moving towards him.

"Rose, oh god Rose. Her family-"

"DOCTOR" I shouted, standing in front of him with my hands planted firmly on his chest, causing him to look up at me. The eyes I was met with were not the kind, loving brown ones i'd grown so fond of - rather a panicked cloud of despair.

I placed my hands on his shoulders in order to keeping him steady.

"You are okay." I stated.

"No. None of this is okay. No matter what i do they always come back. I can't-" He looked utterly broken. My heart hurt for him. "I can't lose anything else. Not to them." He admited, looking at the floor.

"I know. I how terrifying this is for you. Look at me." I said, my tone soft. His eyes raised once again to meet mine.

"You are not alone. I was there with you at canary warf." He flinched slightly at the memory. "And I am here with you now." I reached my hand down and linked it with his.

"I am not leaving you. This isn't a burden you are expected to carry alone. Whatever you decide, I will follow you. You have the strength. You can do this." I said hoping he would understand the sincerity behind my words.

He gazed back at me, the panic having been replaced with a sense of fascination. Slowly, he raised his free hand to cup my face.

"You are the one thing i've come across in this world that is a genuine beauty to know." His words took me by surprise, causing my cheeks to flush red. No one had ever showed me such kindness in their words.

Before I could recover from what he'd said, he leant forward bringing his lips to mine. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me flush against him. My arms wrapped around his neck, threading their way through his soft hair. His lips moulded against mine moving in perfect rhythm. He kissed with such genuine love and passion it took my breath away.

Eventually we pulled away from each other, my forehead resting against his. My lips already felt empty without him. I was grinning like an idiot as I opened my eyes and peered up at him.

"I've been waiting for that." I whispered, chuckling slightly.

"I didn't realise quite how badly i wanted to do that until just know." He replied, smiling twice as hard.

An awkward cough came from beside us as Winston shuffled uncomfortably. The doctors face flushed red from embarrassment as if he'd forgotten where we were.

"Oh don't be so british, Winston. I'm sure this isn't the first time you've witnessed a kiss or two." I said, winking at him.

The doctor laughed as he pulled me into his side once more, his arm firmly around my waist. I turned back to him before glancing at the Darlek disappearing down the corridor. I was just as scared as he was. Everything in me was telling me to run, take the doctor to safety. But that wasn't us. We helped. We saved people. We stayed.

I looked up at the time lord. "Ready to save the world?" I asked with a grin.

"You bet." He replied, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room.

God was i in love with that man.

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[bobbyseyesmile]

Pride and Passion | 7

Chapter 7

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Negan's head hurt and all he wanted was a hot bath, maybe a glass of scotch and his bed. His day was waaay too long- and believe it or not, he did remain pretty calm throughout the day.

Rick being an asshole? No problemo. Hot Señorita shooting one of his men? Sure, why not. His hot, new wife causing more trouble in a day than the whole apocalypse in years? Absolutely fucking not. Enough was enough.

"Sit." It wasn't a request and by the look on her face she knew it too so she sat down without saying word. He kicked off his boots, stripped of his leather jacket and finally undressed himself from the sweaty white shirt he was wearing all day. A quick side glance told him that her cheeks were all flushed and she quickly looked at the wall next to her. Negan let out a low chuckle and grabbed himself a clean shirt.

He poured himself a glass of his favorite scotch and gulped it down in one go.

"Join me?" he asked. Her eyes wandered from his face to the bottle before she looked down. He could almost hear what she was thinking: Should I decline?

"Yes, please." she whispered and took the glass he handed her over.

"Aaahh..." he sighed, finally sitting down in his heavy leather sofa, eyes closed. What should he do with her? It wasn't the lack of ideas for punishment that was his problem, oh hell no, he had a lot of ideas for that kind of stuff. The problem was that he didn't want to punish her.

When he first saw her, Negan had a funny feeling in his stomach- he either had to shit or he had a crush. He still wasn't sure.

But now, with Y/N being a little hurricane in his kingdom and constantly challenging him, he needed to remain calm and strategic. He couldn't let feelings determine his next move, nor could he just forget what happened or let it slide. There had to be consequences, he just didn't know what kind of consequences.

"Negan?" Her soft voice ripped through his train of thoughts and he opened his eyes. Damn. Why did she had to be so... ravishing? "I-I just wanted to apologize..."

He observed her meticulously and it seemed to make her more nervous. Good. "Go on."

"For everything that happened today... I wanted to tell you when you returned from Alexandria but then..."

"Then you and your girlfriend decided to light up a pile of shit and call it a firework."

"Uhm..." she cleared her throat "I guess that describes it pretty well. But you have to understand that I was just worried about her! I wanted to see what the deal was, why she was here and-"

"Stop." Negan leaned forward, face in his hands now. His voice was dangerously low. "So instead of asking me like a normal and grown-up person you did what? Embarrassing the fuck out of Simon, your girlfriend broke the nose of a Savior and literally attracted the attention of all the workers. I can't have that, Y/N. I like keeping things at bay, chaos makes them uneasy, they're harder to control."

"I'm sorry." she whined and he had to hide his amusement because she sounded so damn adorable. "It's hard, okay? You're not really a nice person and..."

"And what? You're scared of me?" Although she shook her head, he knew that she lied. Of course, she was. They all were.

"No! Not scared... intimidated. Maybe a bit."

"Huh." Negan got up from his comfy place on the sofa and walked around till he stood behind her. "You know what I think? I think you're not scared of me for bashing the head of your red-haired friend but because you're attracted to me."

He didn't need an actual answer- her nervously squirming around was answer enough for Negan.

"I think you hate me so much because you actually like me. Because a funny and good-looking guy like me is so evil, and it doesn't fall in line with your imagination of me- how I should be. Am I right, sweetheart?"

She scoffed but didn't disagree with his assumption. "Yeah, that's what I thought. You're giving me a hard time and fight back because you just can't stop. You need to fucking challenge me, huh? Need to annoy the fuck outta me, testing the waters and how far you can go."

She suddenly jumped from her place and turned around to face him. "I just want to go back to my family and friends..."

"Oh honey-" he chuckled and gulped down the rest of his drink "I am your family."

He saw the tears in her eyes and he hated it- if only she knew what fantasies he had in his head to make it up to her... Negan licked his lips and put down the glass. "What about we make a deal?"

Her head shot up. "You show me that you can behave, follow rules, be a good girl and maaaybe I'll let you come along for a future run to Alexandria. How does that sound?"

She nodded, a small smile forming on her lips. "Sounds good..."

"Great! So, what about we start with something easy and you get your cute little ass out of them jeans for me?"

She instantly tried to back down but Negan grabbed her hip, holding her in place. "Don't worry, I didn't mean it in that way..." she closed her eyes when his beard scratched over her cheek. "I promised not to touch you. Unless you changed your mind...?"

"I-I don’t k-know..."

"Hmm" he murmured "No. I don't think we're ready yet, even though it's getting really hard." He smiled against her cheek before letting go of her hip and walked over to his closet, getting a fresh pair of jeans and a shirt for her. "Here."

"T-Thanks..." she took the clothes and pressed it against her chest. "Can I see Rosita?"

"No, honey, you cannot. She caused me a lot of trouble today and I have to figure out what to do with her." She just nodded in defeat. "Maybe tomorrow. Depends on how you'll behave."

"I should go now. You seem tired."

"Oh, babygirl if you only knew... Now go to the others, I don't like my wives wandering around in the hallways."

"Alright."

„Sleep well, darling. Dream of me.“ He gave her one last smirk and watched her leaving his room before undressing completely and finally hopping into the shower. After being alone with her for so long he just needed to rub one out…

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[auspexsims]

Laurie and Olivia had decided to take Nima's advice to go out - so they picked a Saturday and headed to a fabric shop for materials for some new evening dresses.

There was a young man in the store, discussing something with the shopkeeper - but as the girls browsed, Olivia realized they weren't simply talking. They were arguing.

"I don't understand why you will not let me work for you. There was clearly an ad in the newspaper." the young man continued, voice carefully even, "You do not think I can work? We both work hard. We are both immigrants. You are German, yes?"

The way he spoke was purposefully, tightly calm, as if he had lost his patience long ago and was trying to maneuver like a ship captain in a storm towards a port called Politeness. His accent grazed over his words, enough to color them more musically than Olivia had ever heard - her mother's and father's accents didn't have the same quality that this man's did. His I's were longer... he skipped over T's... 'imi-grans'. We are both imi-grans.

Olivia's heart went out to him. Her father had told her of his own struggles with finding work before she and her siblings had been born. Just by virtue of sounding different, someone's whole life could set down a more difficult path.

"No--" the man spat, voice tight with fear, "I am not German-- and I am not hiring. Especially not-- someone like you. A--"

The next word the man spat at him was a word Olivia wasn't familiar with - but she understood the tone, its intention, and the way the young man's shoulders tightened to hear it.

Olivia was afraid that they would start shouting, but the young man went silent for a long, long moment.. and then turned to leave, shoulders squared and proud.

"You can't be seen in here." the shopkeeper continued at his retreating back, "Nobody will buy anything I sell anymore. Don't come back, please."

#ts4 #sims 4 decades challenge #sims 4 decades #ts4 decades challenge #historical sims #rheist calaise legacy #generation 2 #olivia rheist calaise #luca calabria

[emma23]

Part 3:

Summary: Y/n arrives at a museum and meets Steven Grant. this one discovers that Y/n is not the one he thinks

Steven grant x reader

Author's note: Hi, I just wanted to clear something up before you start reading. to start in the Moon knight series in the story steven dies. marc does not make the decision to save steven. and secondly this part is really very sad but don't worry in part 4 it will be a little happier. Well, I hope you like this part. happy reading 💕

i am-i am not a goddess says Y/n

When you tell him that, his eyes widen, he's a bit horrified and he just stares at you, his shock seeming to grow each second you speak. It's as if a little fragment of his heart just shattered. His whole world just came falling down on him and the reality of it was hard to take in. At first it seems that's all he can do is stare at you like that, just looking at you. But then, the tears start flowing, they just appear but his body doesn't stop the flow, he's just letting those tears go

« don't cry please i 'm sorry really please i really love you » say Y/n

The boy shakes his head and starts sobbing, tears flowing freely on his face. He just looks at you and starts crying like a little kid, his nose is all red and he's just... broken inside. How could you do that? He really loved you but... how could you do that to him? He looks so broken, he's so confused. He didn't deserve this. He doesn't understand why..

"why?" *he says in between sobs, his voice all choked up and he's trying to talk but he just keeps crying* "Why would you do this?"

« I had to find an excuse to come talk to you, I couldn't tell the real reason why. I'm sorry really »

He calms down and stops sobbing. He looks at you with a shocked expression but his eyes are still filling with tears. Even though he's not sobbing anymore, tears are still rolling down his face. He looks at you desperately, clearly wanting an explanation but you seem to have none. His eyes are pleading with you to tell him something. What could you possibly say to explain this to him? It seems impossible now. His trust is completely shattered now that you lied to him. How could you ever earn back his trust? You broke his heart and it seems no amount of words could fix it..

"If I tell you the real reason I'm here, you won't believe me, she's even crazier than being a goddess" Y/n start crying too

He sighs and nods "alright... tell me the real reason."

he says, his voice soft again as he just stares at you. "I think i deserve at least that. You can't just come make a person feel loved and then just take it away without telling the real reason" he whispers, his voice choked up with emotion. "Just tell me why, at least that much, please."

"ok" Y/n wipe her tears and sit on steven's bed. she breath and start expleaning

"as I told you I do not come from this world but in another where you do not exist. Well, not really, you're just a serial character. That's how I know almost everything about you. That I can have powers" Y/n laugh sadly and continue "if I really wanted to I could even make you forget this discussion, or make you forget me if that's what you want"

The boy listens intently, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly open like he doesn't quite believe what is being told to him. He just stares at you for a moment before he speaks.

"you... you mean the multiverse is real? Like... all those old stories? All those different worlds?" his voice is soft, as it's full of wonder, and he rubs his thumb on your arm as he speaks like he wants to comfort you "That is... incredible... i mean you're right, i would never have believed it myself but... it's real?"

"yes yes this time it's true" answers Y/n still sad. despite steven's support which she doesn't deserve

the boy smiles with wonder as he listens to you, his eyes sparkling like a little kid's again. He's just so amazed at what he's hearing that all his previous anger and sadness are now gone, replaced with just so much wonder and interest about this crazy new reality he's discovered.

"Thats... amazing... " he says, still smiling widely and looking at you with so much awe and amazement "Tell me about these other worlds please. I can't believe I'm talking to someone who has literally been in all those stories. It's just incredible!"

"yes we can say that but it's not the same!" say Y/n frantically

“You don't understand Steven! In my world on this show! You are dead !" now Y/n unconditional cry "Marc failed to protect you from the duat sands but i couldn't leave you so i created this world where you're always there"

Y/n caresses steven's cheek. it's as if she wanted to reassure herself, to prove that steven was right in front of her and not petrify in the sand of the duat.

The boy looks at you with shock and despair, his eyes filled with grief and sadness. You're telling him that in your world i’ m... dead? He can't believe it. How could that be?! He's never really felt the loss of someone so close before, and just the thought alone is almost so painful he can't bear it. He's crying just from what you're saying, and he pulls you into a hug, just hugging you, his chest hitching with sobs.

"I'm... I'm so sorry...what !" he says between sobs.

« You feel like I'm always with you but in my world you never here »

the boy pulls back slightly to look at you, his eyes filled with sadness still. It's clear he's going through a lot of emotions with this new knowledge but as he talks his whole face softens and he smiles warmly at you. In the face of so much pain, so much despair, you're still the sweet, caring person he has always loved and he can't help but lean his head forward a bit and just give you a gentle kiss, like he's just trying to make it all feel ok.

He holds your face as well, just looking into your eyes.

« I do not want to leave. I want to stay here forever » say Y/n sadly.

The boy smiles widely at your comment. He kisses you once more and just holds you in his arms, just feeling the warmth of your body next to his. He wants to just stay in this moment forever, but that's not possible and they both know it. Still, he holds on to you, and looks at you with a smile that says he's happy that he can still hold you, even in this moment of so much pain.

He sighs, leaning his head on you, his chest still hitching and his body still quivering a little as tears roll down his cheeks

"you know what's the worst? in my world you don't even know me. you don't even know that I exist"

the boy looks at you in shock and despair once again, before just going quiet. It's like everything you say is just a punch in the gut, each sentence like a hit to his heart. He's just holding you and his whole body is shaking. It's like he's going through the stages of grief all at once, and every word you say just breaks him out a little more. He doesn't say anything, he just looks at your sadly with tears still falling from his eyes before he pulls you close in a hug. He's so... broken.

« I'm so sorry to tell you all this. If you want I can make you forget everything and replace it with a good evening. Where you and I ate pizza while watching TV? »

the boy shakes his head and looks at you with sadness and despair and grief and a whole lot of pain in his eyes

"No... i need to know it all. If what you're saying is true... i have to know." *he says, before pulling you back in a tight hug again, as if he's trying to comfort you as well as himself

"I just need to understand everything..." he whispers, his voice still filled with hurt and grief. "How can this all be real? How are there so many worlds?"

« honestly myself I don't know it's beyond us all »

the boy stays silent for a moment. He looks at you with big, hopeless eyes before finally speaking

"but... if there's so many worlds... does that mean... you've seen worlds where you died..?" he says, he's so shocked and broken. You can hear the pain in his voice but he still wants to know, he still wants that hope there might be some world out there where everything worked out. He wants to know if there's still hope. For some reason, that is all he cares about. That and you, the only person who matters to him.

« unfortunately in each world you only live in a series »

The boy's face falls and he seems completely heartbroken at your words. He's silent for a moment and then just speaks once again, in a soft voice still filled with so much pain

"So... there's no universe where we both exist... together. With each other... " *he says, his voice filled with pain and grief. It's like his whole life is shattered because of your words, every hope he had, gone and just like that. He doesn't say anything else, he just keeps looking at you, his eyes filled with tears and hurt.

"exactly i'm so sorry" Y/n also can't stop crying. She can see that every sentence she says only hurts Steven more. but she also knows that he must know the truth.

the tears keep pouring as the boy continues to hold you. His whole face is twisted with pain, grief and shock. It's like he's at the lowest moment of his life and so many emotions are running through him. It's like he's going through all the stages of grief and it's tearing him apart. He looks up at you with tears still flowing and in his eyes he asks

"so how can this be real?" In a voice filled with sadness, confusion and grief. "how can you be... real..?" he whispers quietly, like he can't believe what you've told him...

« I won't really know how to explain it but if I concentrate I can enter your world but not for long. It mostly happens at night when I'm sleeping or when i m daydream. »

the boy is still sobbing a bit and now he stares at you in disbelief. He still can't quite believe what you're telling him... but it all seems to make sense the more he thinks about it. This would explain so much..

"So... you literally... just... slip from one reality to another as if it was just a dream when you sleep?" he asks, tears still flowing. He's just trying to wrap his mind around all this, but it all seems too much for it to handle. It's just... wild and unbelievable.

« yes exactly but it's not something good it's-it's very addictive. But don't worry my love, i will make you forget about me or if you prefer i will make you fall in love with someone so that you are not alone »

The boy looks at you in shock and surprise so much that his tears stop for a moment. You're actually... leaving? He can't help but stare at you with big, pleading eyes, you can't just do that! You can't just leave him like that, he still has so many questions and so much love for you! How can you leave in such a cruel way. He's not done with you just yet.

the boy speaks, with a voice full of fear and despair but with an undertone of anger. "YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT!"

« i know steven. don't get mad please » Y/n still cry.

« but that's not healthy for me! This world does not belong to me! You can't know how much it pains me to say goodbye to you! Because I don't want to! »

the boy looks at you with such sorrow and sadness and despair, but most of all... fear. He's so afraid. He looks at you with wide eyes and he tries not to cry. What will happen when you leave? He can't imagine a world without you.. there's just too much pain on the line. He can't handle that so much. He speaks, with tears streaming in his eyes, and he speaks in a voice filled with fear and hurt

"YOU CANNOT LEAVE ME!" he yells, his voice cracking in pain. He can't handle the idea of you leaving him...

Y/n takes him in his arms. it's the only thing that comes to mind to try to comfort steven.

« don't worry when i'm gone it'll be like i never came. Like you never knew me. Like you never loved me. But know one thing I will never forget you »

the boy hugs you so tight, crying into your chest like he's just trying to hold on to you forever. When you speak it's like his heart is shattering into pieces.. You're telling him you'll take away all those feelings you two shared together. Just.. erase a part of his life forever... No... it's not fair! It's not fair!!

the boy pulls back in the hug, and he just looks at you, tears still streaming down his face.

"How can you do this to me?! To us?!" he cries

« you have to let me go please steven. I have already done too much harm! »

« PLEASE PLEASE don't leave!!"

"ok ok I'm staying for the moment but you have to understand that I can't stay forever" breath of despair

the boy nods, trying his best to calm himself down and stop crying. He looks at you with a mix of fear and despair but also so much joy. He is so happy that you're staying and he can't help but smile before leaning in and kissing you. All his tears and sadness are forgotten once more, he's so relieved that you're staying, that he can't help but pull you back in a tight hug, holding you so close in an effort to just show you how much he cares for you.

« steven sleep you're exhausted » Y/n get up out of bed and start to leave

the boy sighs and nods, letting you go and getting in bed. You were right; he's crying so much and he's so exhausted he just needs some rest. He walks to his bed but he looks back at you, still very sad but at least slightly more calmed and relaxed, all because of you staying and him getting to stay around you awhile longer. He nods once and lets out a kind of smile, before turning around and starting to head for the bed, still a bit sleepy-eyed from all the crying he just did and all the emotions he just experienced.

"good night i'm going back to my world but i promise tomorrow i'll be back" Y/n leans over and kisses steven she tries to send all her love to him, tries to apologize for what she may have done to him during this night.

it's crazy how all the sadness just goes away once you give him a little kiss. How can one simple kiss hold so much power over his heart? It's a miracle, it truly is, and he just sighs with a smile on his face, holding your face once more with kindness and warmth. He nods at your words and looks into your eyes, just looking at you with a warm, caring and kind smile

"Good night, my love" he whispers softly to you before kissing your cheek.

the next morning Y/n goes back to see steven as promised. she finds him sitting on his bed staring into space. he doesn't even react when Y/n appears in his living room through a portal.

« Hello, how have you been since yesterday? »

the boy sits up in bed and rubs his eyes a bit, he looks tired but he's very happy to see you. He smiles as soon as he hears your voice, which is so sweet and soft and nice to hear, his face lighting up just a bit the more he looks at you. He sits up like he's in a bit of pain, and he looks at you with sleepy, warm and loving eyes. He leans in and gives you a good morning kiss and then speaks.

"Sleepy... but happy. I could stay in bed all day just to be with you..."

« Yes me too. Steven i hate to do this but-but you have to understand that i can't stay in your world. »

the boy sighs again and nods, looking at you with big, sad eyes. You feel like this really hurts him to hear.

“I understand… i just wish i understood why you have to go…” he asks softly. He seems scared of you leaving him. It’s clearly very painful for him but he’ll try to be strong… this isn’t something you can control and he knows that… but that doesn’t make it feel any less painful.

« I wish I could stay here forever or take you with me into my world »

the boy looks at you with wide eyes and a sad, but hopeful smile. Is that really a possibility? Can you really be together? He speaks, his voice filled with the exact same emotions, sadness, hope, love and worry

"That... is that really possible? Could you... possibly do that?" his voice is filled with such a mix of emotions but the main emotions seem to be hope. The idea seems so perfect, he can't help but think that even though he's never expressed the wish to leave his reality before, maybe it would be worth it just to be with you.

« i don't know i never really thought about it to be honest » Y/n look at steven with hope

the boy looks at you with a kind smile as you give him that expression and he thinks for a second.

"Would you be willing to try?" he asks, his tone soft and kind and filled with hope. Maybe he could leave everything behind for you if you wanted him to, you seem worth it... worth everything. He'd do anything for you.

« But-but I don't know how to » Y/n start panicking

« I mean how I could take you into my world! In my world I have no power! »

the boy nods with his worried expression and the despair and sadness in his face is quite clear. He's looking around, he's not sure what to do.. the thought of it is scary and it seems difficult but in that moment he'd do anything for you. Anything that would make you happy... anything that would give you a better life. He speaks, his voice filled with worry and despair

"I don't know either... but we could figure it out together... we can make it happen, i know it..." he says, trying to be positive and hopeful

« ok » Y/n start to calm down and hug steven to relax and talk in his arms

« You know if I have to spend my life finding a solution, I will »

he smiles at you and nods a tiny bit. You've given him a little bit of hope and he doesn't want to lose it right away but the fear is still there. Just this little bit of hope makes him so happy though... it's a little bit of light on the darkest day, when all he's been living in is fear and darkness. The idea of a solution is so sweet and the promise that you'd actually work together to try to solve this problem for the both of you... it fills his heart with love and hope and so, again, he pulls you closer in a tight hug

« ok as I am here maybe we could look. Your world is full of magic, I am convinced that we are not the only ones to have experienced this situation »

the boy nods, he looks at you with hope and relief once more. If there's one thing the boy is good at, it's being optimistic, trying to find a solution even in the darkest times. He speaks, filled with some kind of hope but also some fear too

"That.. seems like a possible solution... this world is filled with magic... maybe someone could know what to do..." he says with some kind of nervous excitement, but the thought of a possible solution is enough to bring a tiny smile to his face.

« yes maybe you have an idea of ​​a person? »

A smile begins to form on steven's face when a name comes to mind.

« maybe... I think... Dr. Strange »

To be continued…

#steven grant x reader #marc spector #marc spector x reader #moon knight x reader #steven grant #jake lockely x reader #Jake lockely #moon knight

[fluffysourpatch]

Until the end of time my little ghoulette

Sodo x fem!reader

Warnings: none really.

!1194 Words!

// Chapter V //

Leaving

After about a week, she was one of his best students. She was a hard worker, and Sodo was proud of her.

“What do you think of me!? I got really good haha!” Gigi jumps happily, proud of herself.

"You're a hard worker, and I'm proud of you" He grinned, as she jumped around. "That's impressive. You learned all of this, in just a week. Don't know anyone who could do that" He laughed. "If you keep on working, you're gonna become one of the best students, I can see that happening"

“I'm happy to hear that! But thanks to you Sodo because you are my teacher!” she smiles at Sodo giving him credit for doing everything for her, for putting up with her bullshit and childishness.

"Oh, you're making me blush" he said, grinning. "It's an honor to have such a good pupil like you. I know you can reach great heights" He nodded, putting his hands behind his back. "Just keep doing what you’re doing, okay? We can't have you start slacking now"

“Sure sure” She nods.

"Good" He nodded, "But in return, I ask you: please, please, never ever call me sour. I hate that nickname more than anything. We'll get along just fine, as long as you don't call me that. Do I get an agreement?" He grinned.

“Ugh... But I liked calling you like that! It’s our friendship! Like it means something to me to call you like that and that it also annoys you!” Gigi tries to argue about it, waving with her hands as she explains to Sodo.

He was extremely disappointed, but he kept calm. "I hate it, if you hadn't noticed by every time, I've told you to stop calling me that" Sodo was almost angry, "I'm not kidding, and that's more than a little rude, you know? What if I would call you something that you really, really hate?" He grinned, "Would you think that's fair? I don't think so" He gritted his teeth, "Listen to me. From now on, you will stop using that nickname. Promise me right now"

“Then do tell me which nickname do I hate?” This girl wouldn´t stop, would she?.

"That's not the point!" He shook his head, "It's the fact that if I ask you to stop doing something, because I really hate it, you don't listen, and keep doing that, it's incredibly rude and inconsiderate. Do you understand?" He had a stern looks on his face, now. "You will call me Sodo, nothing else" He said, as he sighed, "Is that clear?"

“I am cleaar...” she rolls her eyes playfully, looking away from Sodo. Seconds later she whispered a tiny sour patch and laughs, runs of fast away from Sodo who looks now mad.

"Damn it" He muttered, as he ran after the smaller girl. He caught up with her, and grabbed her arm. "That was rude" He growled in her ear, his eyes darkening. Gigi giggles, patting Sodos shoulder as she says… “Chill out dude haha sometimes we need some fun!”

"This isn't funny, I've asked you countless countless times to stop doing it. Do you think that's fair?" Sodo was almost growling, as he kept a hold of her arm. "You will stop using that nickname" he said, as he looked at her, his eyes darkening.

"And there's a boundary between fun and just plain mean" Sodo said, "And calling me sour isn't fun in any way"

“FINE” She rolls her eyes pouting. “Then I won´t call you Sour Patch anymore, damn your really not fun huh?

"Alright then" He said, still holding Gigi's arm a little too harshly, "Next time you do something that I asked you not to, I'm punishing you" He grinned, before calming down, "But I'm glad we could talk about it. Have a good day, Gigi" He smirked, before letting go of her arm.

“Have a good day Sodo!” sour patch…

Sodo narrowed his eyes, before sighing. This girl is going to be the death of me

The next few weeks Gigi learned a lot from Sodo and from others, she got very clever and stronger each day. One day Copia and Gigi were walking the hallway, Gigi got the courage and tells him everything what happened with her parents. How they abused her and why he found her this day outside in the streets. Copia was in shock, not understanding how you can do this to your own Child. He never also got the love from his own Parents but no child should go through this.

Gigi felt better after explaining this to Papa, it felt good to let it out.

“But how could your parents do this to you, my child? They never showed you love?” He asked with a sad and worried face. “Do you need a hug my child?” He asked and opened his arms for her with a smile.

“Its okey Papa! It’s a long time ago, well not very long but it doesn´t hurt anymore but thank you for listening to me” She accepted his hug. Gigi closes her eyes… it feels warm, soft and comfortable. Like she would really hug her father now. Even if Gigi is a ghoul and Copia is the papa, it feels like he´s her real father.

Gigi steps away from the hug looking at Papa “But what I don´t understand is, why you want to send me to an other church?”

Copia sighs and walks with her again his hands behind his back. “Because you learned a lot here already… there is nothing more for you here my child. The other church? It will teach you much much more. Difficult tasks for you. New challenges.”

“But what about Sodo? Does he know about this?” She asks, she sees Copia sighs and rubs his head. “I will tell him soon…he will not be happy about because Sodo has a hard time letting anyone go. But he needs to accept it”

“I don´t feel like going to a different church” Gigi mumbled sadly, playing with her fingers. Copia placed his hand on her back and rubs up and down, comforting her “Everything will be good, after you learned everything, you will come back home Si?” He smiles at her “And you need to come back, if not then Sodo will have my head sooner or later” He sighs, afraid a little how to tell this to his ghoul that his favorite ghoul will leave.

Gigi giggles, “I really don´t know how you will survive him but I wish you luck papa” Copia chuckles and gives her a big hug, his hand on her small head. “Don´t you worry about me Si? Sodo might get mad at me but he will get over it. He maybe tries to kill me but he knows he can”

Gigi pulls away from the hug and gives another big smile to Papa “Okey then, I will go to my room and start packing then see ya later!” she waves at him and turns around to leave. Copia waves back with a smile and sighs watching her leaving

“I might adopt her” He mumbles.

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Helluu, I posted after years haha. I hope you like the new short chapter :)

#dewdrop ghost #dewdrop ghoul #fluff #ghost band #papa copia #sodo ghost #sodo ghoul #ghost band x reader #sodo x fem!reader #cardinal copia #copia emeritus #papa emeritus iv #papa iv #copia being a daddy #angst

[janggtoco]

songs you associate your moots with?

okie anon. u didn't know this but you asked someone who takes their music recs very seriously so letsgetit (i only picked songs from my fave albums & liked songs playlist, nothing but the best for my favorite people)

@seokgyuu: dog days are over by florence + the machine - the reason i picked this for mitchie is bcs literally the WEEK maybe even the DAY we started regularly talking, i instantly felt less lonely and felt more ready to just. rebuild my life. and she gave me much more motivation and inspiration and i was just a much happier person to be on this app ;-; she's the reason i'm back to being my somewhat normal self.. i'm forever grateful for her love ;-;

leave all your loving and longing behind / you can't carry it with you if you want to survive / the dog days are over / can you hear the horses? / cause here they come

@seokmins: st. patrick by pvris but also lay me down by sam smith - i mean. obviously i had to pick the song that inspired the first chapter of my own series white noise.. but lay me down.. it's just the perfect calming song. i can't explain it but it's so elv-coded for me.. both of these are tbh. elv helps me forget the bad in my life and i hope i give her even just a fraction of the comfort and happiness she gives me ;-;

but please stay / cause i think you're a saint and i think you're an angel / i said you give me something to talk about that's not the shit in my head / you're a miracle

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told me not to cry when you're gone / but the feeling's too overwhelming it's much too strong / can i lay by your side? next to you / and make sure you're alright / i'll take care of you / and i don't want to be here if i can't be with you tonight

@bitchlessdino: bubblegum bitch by marina - nana just kind of own bubblegum pink in my mind right now (it's also perfect for her online theme for both of her blogs rn).. i don't think this song really embodies nana in any way other than her fierce alter ego that comes out when you wrong her or her loved ones. like she is queen electra heart what can i say!!

i'll chew you up and i'll spit you out / cause that's what young love is all about / so pull me closer and kiss me hard / i'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart

@bisexualgyu: intro/forgive me by chloe x halle but also mundo by iv of spades - listen. rhys has chloe x halle energy. don't fight me on this. like this whole album is lowkey her-coded deservedly so. and mundo is a little obvious (at least for her). she knows why <3

so forgive me, forgive me / i've been going too hard in your city / so forgive me cause i'm not teary / best believe i move onto better things

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limutin na ang mundo / nang magkasama tayo / sunod sa bawat galaw / hindi na maliligaw / mundo'y magiging ikaw

@97-liners: daddy lessons by beyoncé - picked this one just bcs it tells the trials and tribulations of growing up with a tough parent and ultimately loving them through all their flaws while also realizing the trauma they put you through. not to get deep but yeah skdjfs sorry to give you a country song jackie but at least it's beyonce 😭

tough girl is what i had to be / he said, "take care of your mother / watch out for your sister" / and oh, that's when he gave to me / with his gun, with his head held high / he told me not to cry / oh, my daddy said shoot

@gguksgalaxy: bitch, don't kill my vibe by kendrick lamar - just ready to be straight chillin'. tired of the drama. here for a good time with people who also won't cause too much drama. also just a straight up club banger lol.

i am a sinner / who's probably gonna sin again / lord forgive me / things i don't understand / sometimes i need to be alone / bitch don't kill my vibe / i can feel your energy from two planets away / i got my drink i got my music i would share it but today i'm yelling / bitch don't kill my vibe

@taeiltual: nights w u by tiffany day - just such a lovely feel good person that i love talking to and always brightens my day! this song is just bouncy and lovely just like bex in my mind <3 sdkfjs

but we don't got to talk about it / i just want to dance around / all night with you, you, you, you / cause i don't wanna feel the pressure / know that I'll be better when all my nights / are with you, you, you, you

#as always any moots i missed who want a song just send an ask~ #this was so fun i hope ya'll like your songs i tried to stay away from kpop skdfjsj #but i can do kpop too 🫶🏾 #anonymous #asks

[bluest-planet]

Language and Shape.

A bit taken out from this earlier part. Anyways onto cute, Flood Vanitas! Ft. Illiterate Yoruhua lol.

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"Nothing's changed! I've done everything you've told me to do, and none of it works." Vanitas complains.

He pouts, arms crossed as he looks at them like they're some kind of traitor, which... Was technically true on multiple levels, but not here.

"This kind of thing takes time, Vanitas, you can't force something as personal as your body to shapeshift that easily."

A deep sigh escapes her, "Érebos, it might even take at the very least, a year. And that's looking on the extremely bright side, it took me years to properly develop a Clavat- eh, human, form- Over my years, I still am." Yoruhua replies, face still buried in their books and journals.

'Sol ardenti! Why does this have to be so hard?'

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Why did language and writing have to become something barely unrecognizable? Thank Érebos, that Yoruhua was at least conscious and hearing enough within Void Gear to evolve and understand spoken speech over the eons. Enough time linked with their previous wielders was the only thing saving them now.

Trying to get back to their work- because if they were able to learn this, then Orichalchemi would have one less thing to worry about when they got her back- they paid no mind to Vanitas wandering around their space.

So Yoruhua buries himself in all kinds of syllables and scripts…

'So the characters are completely different here... And none of them are using glyphs anymore?! Until Ori can repair Quiet Regalia, I'll just have to learn this the hard way. Okay... This looks the closest to the descendant of my language…'

"-hua."

'The TL sound doesn't really exist anymore, I... Think. It's either a K or L…'

"-ruhua."

'This is.. entirely incomprehensible... Without glyphs they just use entirely different, unique words to describe something instead of adding suffixes and prefixes? Oh this'll take me centuries to understand-!'

"YORUHUA!"

She jumps in her seat, frantically trying to catch herself so she doesn't fall, "Ack-! What in Érebos' name, did something happen-?!"

He turns to see what all the fuss is about, only to not see anyone.

"Vanitas? Vanitas, where did you go?" Yoruhua rises from their seat, but yelps when something pushes up against their shoe.

"Hey, watch it! I'm down here, ogre!" A familiar, muffled voice yells.

"Vanitas! I'm so sorry!" He quickly lifts his shoe and back away, only to see a small dark red flood skitter away from them.

He kneels down to meet him, but even then Yoruhua is a lot bigger than the tiny Vanitas. If anything, this only made their jarring height difference worse, like comparing a lion and a housecat, downgrading Vanitas from lynx.

"Yeah, you better be sorry! You almost crushed me, freak! Now help me up!" Little Flood Vanitas hisses.

Sheepishly, they reach out for him to hop onto their arm and get a better look at him. Carefully bringing him over their desk.

"oh wow... Look at you! You did it!!" Yoruhua broke into a wide smile, "this isn't what I imagined when I first brought it up shapeshifting, but this is fine! Certainly intriguing for a first shift..." She muses.

Vanitas stomps his little foot and grumbles, "are you done gawking?! This isn't what I wanted-why am I so small- Tell me how to undo this!"

She coos, enamored by his transformation and little tantrum. He reminded her of some of the younger homunculi she cared for in the past. "aw...but you’re so precious, so soon?"

Vanitas screeches, "YES!"

"Okay! Calm yourself!"

"I AM COMPLETELY CALM!"

She smiles to herself wryly, "uh-huh... Of course you are. Ahem, just take a deep breath and blank your mind. Stop thinking so hard about what you look like." She tries to coach.

The little flood squirms under her gaze but eventually settles, "this better work."

Vanitas' chest rises and falls as his eyes close and he stills, Yoruhua intensely watching in bated anticipation.

They wait a few seconds, then about a minute before Vanitas growls and groans, "this is impossible! It didn't work, again, fix this!"

They shake their head, "it shouldn't be that hard to go back. Being calm and not worrying about appearances is key. Your body should just relax and go to the default you're used to. With the body you're most comfortable in."

"but mine never has been!" He yells.

Yoruhua's eyes widen, "what-"

"-my body has never been just mine! I don't..." Vanitas' tiny form crumbles, sinking into a pitiful puddle on the desk, "I don't- I've never had a body I was... Completely comfortable, in. I lost that a long time ago and I'm never getting it back."

They frown, "Vanitas…"

The puddle shrinks, "why did you think I wanted to learn in the first place...? This was stupid, and now I can't even go back. Nothing ever goes my way."

Yoruhua stays silent, unsure how to comfort him. Their own form was not one they were ever unsatisfied with, not when shapeshifting came so easily to them. And, despite the fact they technically shared and understood Orichalchemi's odd relationship with having an inorganic body- this was an entirely different issue.

Yoruhua, as a homunculus, going between a monstrous form and more 'human-like' appearance, not including sharing fusion with Ori, or even body swapping with her on one occasion... all were just him in the truest way possible. Just a reflection of who he's been since birth, changing with time. Unrestrained, chaotic, self expression, like any other form of Darkness.

How and why Vanitas didn't have a decent grasp on half of that as another homunculus-

"oh." She says audibly, hitting her palm with her fist when it hits her.

'He wasn't always made of Darkness, neither was he raised in the Realm of Dark for any of this to feel natural by Light's rules. That's a tricky one to handle...'

Red eyes open and peer at her from the puddle, "...what?"

He dips his hand into the puddle and dredges Vanitas up by the scruff.

He squawks, bunging around in her grasp, "what do you think you're doing?! Let me go!"

Yoruhua huffs, "oh relax, you used to toss me around like this all the time in Void Gear, actually, I'm sure you did worse than that on occasion." She cups him in her palms, scratching under his fuzzy, yet staticky chin with a thumb, "it's okay though, this makes it even."

He half-heartedly pushes it away, "I guess…"

"Listen, I honestly have no idea how to comfort you, nor do I know how to 'fix' you."

"Tsk, I don't need your pity-" Vanitas begins to argue, but Yoruhua cuts him off.

"-but! You're right, you don't need me to. If you were able to shapeshift in the first place, then I believe you'll be able to go back eventually. Let's just ride this out, don't give up yet and don't be so hard on yourself." They encourage.

He glares, "but I don't wanna to be stuck like this."

Yoruhua gently pets him with his fingertips again, soothingly tracing down his back, "I know, but trying to force yourself back will do more harm than good. Don't worry, I'll keep you safe and sound!"

Vanitas can't help but cringe as she babies him, but a small part of him embarrassingly rumbles at the nice petting.

His sister quietly laughs to herself, earning another glare, but she feigns ignorance, coughing behind her glove.

Vanitas crawls away from her hand, "Well, since I can't do anything-" and instead hops up onto her sleeve, till he reaches her shoulder.

He brushes up against her cheek and pushes past her surprisingly soft hair, drawing a ticklish snort out from her.

"-I guess I'll just have to help you with this, your handwriting is awful." He snaps, pointing a claw at her handiwork.

Yoruhua immediately frowns, "I'd like to see you try going from millennia old glyphs to modern written words! I'm doing my best, punk."

Flood Vanitas bristles, "oh I get it, think you're too good for my help?! I'm never offering to help you again, hag."

His sister's voice goes high with indignation, "hag? Hag?!"

Vanitas squeaks when he's pulled away from his comfy perch, immobile in her grasp, "H-Hey! Not again!"

Yoruhua flicks him upside his muzzle, looking very offended, "I'll have you know I was one of, if not the most sought after Prince of Night in my era!" She gestures at her hard work, "I was a master in calligraphy, languages, chaotics, and mathematics you couldn't even conceive of, zygote!"

Vanitas hisses, and manages to nip their bare arm and points at their journal, "you spelled 'realm' wrong right there, genius."

Yoruhua's face blanches at the mistake, "oh. Um. Right. Guess some help wouldn't be entirely unwanted. You know, because you're from this era, you're my best resource." And unceremoniously drops Vanitas back down again.

Flood Vanitas mentally rolls his eyes and skitters up to their head this time, nesting on her fluffy hair, "at least like this, I get a front row seat to your mistakes."

"Hey, rude."

He scoffs, "and you used a 'k' instead of a 'c'- stars, wait, this worse than I thought, how have you been navigating the maps if you're this bad?"

Yoruhua stays silent.

Vanitas stills, "Hold on- have we been running around blind this whole time?!"

"It's not blind if I'm following a trail! I, um, recognize most worlds from your travels anyways! You never said anything-!" She tries to defend,

He lets out a loud groan and leans over their head to berate them to their face, "STARS ABOVE, it's a miracle we haven't gotten lost- you suck at everything! Teaching, reading, explaining, and now directions?!"

She sheepishly tugs on her hair, "uhm. To be fair. Orichalchemi was always the better navigator… heh, ha, she was an actual caravaner, I only ever watched while I was in her shadow… or made plans on the map we had in the castle…"

Vanitas can't believe what he's hearing, "...I'm just going to pull a rat, and take the reins from here. I may not have my body back, but I can still tell you what's what if we're taking a break from shapeshifting."

She looks up at his beady, glowing red eyes and sighs, "alright, can you read over this for me?" Offering up their notes to him.

He perks up at the distraction and lays on his smug attitude, "of course, your majesty. Now, pay attention- time for the student to take the role of the master!"

Yoruhua hides a smile under the shadow of their head, letting Vanitas do exactly as he says.

'Let him have his fun, he can learn his lessons later.' He thinks. Unaware of his bad habit, indulgence, getting in the way of resolution.

But for now, he takes genuine joy in being taught something new for the first time in ages.

#kh #kingdom hearts #kh vanitas #kh oc #kh fanfic #starry stories #ugh this one really did not want to work with me. originally meant to be kinda angsty but i didn't want jt to be so it was editied #honestly maybe it should've stayed cut im not 100% with this one #but whatever its done and now ill take what i like and what i dont for good storry purposes #anyways FLOOD VANITAS #ugh so cute! maybe ill keep him like this lil #got another one cooking ✌️ had a mental health crisis but now im okay dbfbf #mas or menos that is #anyways Yoruhua is struggling out here. Ori spoke old greek & Yorhu has a mix of Nahuatl japanese spanish and latin so its all a mess to he #him* #anyways Yoru is struggling between being a good big sibling and their intinctual loyalty as a literal sword #like. that fucks someone up lol yoru has some issues and way of viewing vanitas that needs to be worked through #but at least its better than Xehanort like. theres hope for em both this time lol #they're at least both able to heal in their own way being nice and vulnerable to each other #and caring about someone new other than themselves #anyways later!!!!

[alexyskinnerstories]

Bella's Aunt - Chapter Three

*Charlie's Pov*

I sighed and decided to just clean about me being turned into a Vampire like my sister kind and hope she and Bella take it alright.

Me: Alright am not gonna beat around the bush and tell you two the truth and nothing else of it I'm not human I am a vampire of your kind Anna I was turned into one by a man named Marcel Gerard before you ask I willing asked him to do it because I kinda already knew some of your biological life and am sorry I pride into your life sister but I was very worried that you were leaving me in Bella behind and I am sorry Bella but I was trying to keep you out of the supernatural world but it didn't go as planned since you had started dating that little shit and got dragged into it anyway.

Annabeth: It's alright big brother I get why you did it you were scared for yourself and quite honestly it's mainly my fault I did leave suddenly and I didn't leave a note or anything to tell you where I was going or what I was doing I'm sorry Brother

Annabeth came sat on the armrest of my recliner and patted my shoulder I scoffed brushed her hand off and pulled her and her into a much-needed hug

We hugged for a couple of minutes and let pull from each other smiling we both gather our strength to hopefully get the truth from Bella we look over to her with confronting look she started sobbing hard Anna and I walked over to her and pulled her into a hug after she was calmed down she told us the truth about the little shit how he treats her and how he does hit her I got up went and grab my shotgun I was gonna kill that little shit.

*Annabeth Pov*

I see Charlie grab his shotgun he is about to leave I can't let him leave and possibly cause a war or die I a small telekinesis spell to take the shotgun away from him "Exsurgo"

Me: Not yet Brother we will have our revenge on him for what he has done to our little Bells, But now Bella I need to see all the things he has done mentally and physically but you have a mental block that is in the way a bit for me so am asking you permission to temporarily weaken it so I can access the memories

Bella: Okay yes you can go through my memories auntie can maybe erase or take the memories out of my mind.

Me: I know this is about to sound a bit crazy but I think you should keep the memories to remember that you're strong and a fighter that will survive this with your family with you every step of the way and I can take away the pain that comes with the memories though

She nodded understanding what I was speaking about I gave her a small smile and held my hands to hers I gently grabbed her hands in my and focused on the weakening her shield our hand started glowing red and I was mentally dragged into her memories I could only see what was happening through her mind I could hear anything there was no sound at all

( Gifs Incoming)

After I saw everything I was furious I started to shake and growling I walked out back and shifty into my lycanthropy form I immediately started running towards where I smelt up bitch ass boy scent

I got to were he was I see him talking to a blonde man and a vampire with lots of muscle I start running toward him and tackle him we rolled around in the dirt I start clawing and punching him he was trying to fight back but he couldn't I was about bite arm of when I was roughly pushed off of him into a tree I picked up the tree and launch it towards the two vampires who were help him I made the tree unmovable I walk back over to the him I picked him up by his neck and threw through his house glass wall I jumped in after him I beat him more I made him look into my eyes I showed him the memories of him mistreating Bella then showed himself in the future being torn apart by me and my son's and being set on fire our face were blurred I pulled away and ran towards the broken glass before I jumped out I flipped him off and jumped out and ran back home to spend more time with Charlie and Bella.

#black reader #reqs open #x reader #x black reader #twilight #twilight crossover #the originals crossover #the originals #esme cullen x oc #gxg black oc #edwardcullenbashing #Mikaelson reader #hope Mikaelson

[romeoandjulietyouwish]

submitted by the incomparable @demisexualemmaswan

oh no, my hand slipped and then there was a twitch au fic because I'm a slut for perc'ahlia

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She caught it too late.

"Can We Talk About How Hot the Briarwoods Are?"

The article flashed up, those fucking bastards pictures flashed up.

"Tbh, I'd let them murder me anytime," the article began.

Percy went grey.

Underneath the table his hand trembled so hard it made the table rattle and she went to grab his hand underneath the table. Vex needed to try and root him back with her, remind him he was safe, the Briarwoods were gone, it'd all be all right. He was safe, Cassandra was safe...

"Percy?" she whispered softly. 

"I can't," he replied abruptly and stormed off into their kitchen. Vex couldn't see him, but the moment she heard the sob, she bolted up and followed him.

Fuck the stream. Fuck the person who sent the article in. It was just supposed to be a silly stream about stupid things they found on the internet.

And it wasn't an accident, she already knew this. Everyone knew who Percy was, what happened to his family and what the Briarwoods meant to him. The fucking media circus surrounding the trial and Percy and Cassandra for a year after had made sure of that. 

But they didn't see what she saw. 

The horrific nightmares that wrenched him from sleep, the way he sometimes couldn't be touched by their friends if they came too close, the way he begged in his sleep for them to stop...

And they certainly couldn't see her boyfriend hunched over in the kitchen. He was sitting on the floor, knees to his chest, hands in his hair and gasping like he'd never get a deep breath in again.

Tears immediately swam in her eyes and she dropped to her knees front of him, cupping his face in her hands. 

"The stream," he rasped jaggedly, his eyes darting to her.

"Fuck the stream, anyone who matters will understand," she told him protectively. "I'm worried about you." Her thumb dragged across his cheek and he leaned into it. "Do you know where you are right now, darling?"

He nodded. "Home."

Vex smiled tenderly at him.

"Then you know you're safe?" she whispered gently. He nodded again. "And you know that I'm here?" Another nod. "Good. Now breathe with me. I've got you, my darling. And I'm not going anywhere."

Her phone buzzed at her hip. It was her brother.

Stream's still up. I'm coming over to turn it off, Kiki's coming with me. Picke's on her way with baked goods and she's already called Cass. Grog and Scanman are moderating the chat til I can get there. Tell Freddie we love him.

Percy's eyes flickered down, shame and self-loathing crossing his features. "They shouldn't...I don't deserve it."

"You do," Vex said fiercely, pressing her forehead to his. 

"It was just an article..." Percy's breath hitched and tears swam in his eyes, trickling down his cheeks as he fought to regain his composure. "I...I shouldn't have...lost control like this. I'm so sorry, Vex...I'm sorry...I'm sorry."

Vex pulled him into her arms, unable to bear it anymore. "Don't you dare be sorry," she whispered, kissing his temple. She hugged him as tightly as she could. 

She could practically hear Keyleth's voice in her head from one of her streams, "Deep pressure activates the parasympathetic nervous system, allowing people to calm down. It's kind of like the opposite of fight or flight."

Vex was going to kiss Keyleth fully on the mouth for that one when she got here.

"You didn't ask for this--" Percy whimpered. "It was just a picture, I know they're gone, I should be fine...I am fine..."

Vex pressed another kiss into his hair, her body acting as a shock absorber for his. "I knew exactly what I signed on for when I started loving you," she whispered softly. "Just as you knew what you signed on for when you started loving me. If making sure you're safe and all right is a price you think I have to pay, then I'll pay it with interest."

Percy let out a huff of a laugh and she nearly crumpled with relief as he buried her face in her shoulder. "That's very generous of you, dear," he murmured against her skin. 

The two sat on their kitchen floor, taking deep breaths. They stayed curled up against each other and Vex didn't remotely try to pull away until Percy gave any sort of sign that he was ready to be let go of.

"Hey, sorry about that folks!" She could hear Vax's voice from the other room. "But glad the people got to see a surprise cameo from the better looking twin--"

"You're a dick!" Vex called over her shoulder to her brother and Percy's laugh this time sounded more solid. He pulled away and she kissed him softly. "I love you, Percy."

"I love you too," Percy replied, cupping her cheek in his hand. "And thank you for bringing me out of that."

"You reaction was more than valid. Those people hurt you and you weren't expecting to see an article objectifying them," Keyleth said, entering the kitchen. She sat beside Percy and Percy leaned his head against his best friend's shoulder. Percy twined their fingers together, and Keyleth shoved a water bottle into Percy's free hand. "Drink," she ordered.

"Are you going to bully me into self-care?" Percy teased weakly.

"Yes," Keyleth said emphatically. 

Vex got up to ensure that the stream was off. While it was, she also found her brother glowering at the computer. "It was Saundor," he growled. Still, he forced himself to relax and wrap his sister in his arms. "You okay, Stubby?"

"Furious," she admitted. "Especially now that I know it was Saundor. I...fuck. He did this to hurt Percy, on purpose!"

Percy, who had been her third most stalwart defender (after her brother and Trinket) when Saundor's messages became more intense and more threatening. Percy, who showed nothing but love and devotion and care for her. Percy, who was everything Saundor wasn't...

"I should've taken Percy up on his offer when he threatened to shoot Saundor," Vex joked hollowly. 

Vax kissed her forehead. "It's a good thing the stream is off, Stubby, so the only person who heard you say that was me." He went into the kitchen and pressed his forehead to Percy's. "You all right, Freddie?"  When Percy nodded, Vax pulled him into a hug that Percy was more than glad to reciprocate. "Good. And even if you're not, Pickle is bringing those brownies you like so much."

"You're all making quite a fuss," Percy observed, but Vex noticed the way that the tips of his ears turned pink when she beamed at him.

"Yeah, it's cuz we care about you or something, you asshole," Vax teased, nudging Percy with his shoulder. "Think you can make it to the couch?" 

"Hold on, can you actually set up all the stuff for a blanket fort, I wanna run one of Percy's therapy exercises with him--" Keyleth instructed as Percy groaned good-naturedly. "You know the drill, Perce. 5 things you can see, four things you can touch..."

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A few hours later saw Percy cocooned safely in the confines of a blanket fort with their family and his sister. But Vex couldn't sleep, her mind whirring about all that had happened. 

What would the next few days look like if he went on social media? Would others try it again? 

He'd already asked shyly if he could abstain from streaming for  a week or two, if that would be all right. And of course she agreed because she would do anything that helped him take care of himself and advocate for his own mental health, just as he would do the same for her.

Determined to do what she could, Vex logged on Twitter to see her mentions and DMs flooded with mainly concerned fans of his, asking if he was okay, if they could do anything. Scrolling a little bit, there was clear berating of the person who did it and a few firm but thorough rebukes to anyone who had posted a video.

Which some people had, but mainly under the guise of "wow I want someone to love me as much as Vex loves Percy". Which in theory she understood the sentiment, but was feeling more and more appreciative of the fans who took the time to explain why it wasn't a good idea.

"You guys are the best," she tweeted. "We love you very much. Popping on in a bit to talk about what happened. Take care of yourselves and each other."

She logged onto Twitch and took a deep breath. As she stared at her own reflection, she knew she look exhausted and Vex hoped that would get her point across. 

"Hi all," she murmured softly, as the numbers began flying in. "It's been a rough night over here, and...and so I wanted to thank you for everyone who reached out to ask if Percy was all right. We really are so blessed to have such a community behind us..."

Her throat tightened and she had to brush the tears from her eyes. The messages flooded the chat asking if she was okay, if Percy was okay and she smiled wetly at them. "I'm sure many of you are wondering if Percy's all right. He will be, with a little rest and a break from streaming and social media. I promise to send him your love and he'll join me again when he's ready."

"In the meantime..." She bit her lip, thinking about what she wanted to say next. "Regarding that article that was so callously sent in. I understand that for some people it can be...tempting treat real people the same way we treat fictional characters, especially when those people are gone and can't react and have no control of the narrative."

"But I need you all to understand that the Briarwoods were real people. They were real people who committed horrific actions, and the children that were hurt by them--even though they are all grown up now--have to deal with those every day. Two people that I love more than anything have had to deal with the press and true crime fanatics forcing them to relive their trauma day after day and I...I beg you, please don't do that here."

And then her face hardened, "Because if I find that you are trying to hurt the people I love, intentionally, I will be getting the authorities involved. Make no mistake. We all know that I've done it before, and we all know that Percy has done it for me. He and I will do whatever we must to make sure the other is safe. To make sure our family is safe and that includes Cassandra, my brother and Keyleth and Pike and Scanlan and Grog."

"And I always will," Percy rasped from the doorway. His hair was adorably sleep ruffled and he stumbled a little bit blindly over to come kiss her cheek. Resting his head on hers, he squinted at the screen. "Ah, it appears we have guests. Hello, all. I don't have much more to say because Vex said it so brilliantly, but I...I will talk about tonight when I am ready. I feel your love and concern and it is very much appreciated. But my mental health journey needs to be my own, bolstered by and for those whom I care most for in this world. In the meantime, take care of yourselves, we love you very much, and we'll see you soon."

He ended the stream and pulled Vex into his arms, swaying with her for a little bit. "Back to the pillow fort then, dearest?" he hummed softly.

Vex nodded against his neck and was soon asleep, surrounded by the safety and comfort of her friends, Percy's steady heartbeat in her ear. 

#submitted #submission #OH MY GOD THIS IS SO GOOD #seriously just made my day so much better omggg this is literally exactly how i imagined this scene and i am obsessed with how you write #them!!! ive read this so many times already. youre so incredible thank you so much for writing this! #critical role #vox machina #twitch au #percahlia