#anyway don't let this flop i'm so sleepy

[starscreaming666]

This week on things I don't remember writing after being on my feet for 7 hours

#Don't let this flop I didn't scoop cold beef for this #I'm so sleepy atm :) #I work in a restaurant also for context. Don't know how this would sound otherwise #Actually maybe I should just leave this contextless. Suffer :) #Anyways goodnight I am going home to fall the heck asleep :)

[demonpiratehuntress]

can we...cuddle?

Trafalgar Law x F!Reader

summary - Law really wants to cuddle with you, but he's just not that good at asking for it.

warnings - not proofread, wrote it at 23:30 on New Year's Eve, pretty tired from an eventful day. also wanted to get it out before my tribute to Ace for his birthday at 12am.

a/n - fluff fluff fluff, this just popped into my head because i was thinking about soft!law and how much i love him

Law had never been great at asking for anything he needs or wants. He was either too prideful or too embarrassed, depending on the situation. And with you, the embarrassment part seemed a lot more prominent, because he was starting to feel unusually clingy and needy for your attention and affection. It was embarrassing.

He has an issue with outright asking for it, though. He's usually a put-together, calm man who is always in control of what he feels and how he acts. However, around you, his body seems to forget that and his mind and heart both yearn for yours. He wants to be the only thing you think of, he wants to be the only one you love and show affection to, and he wants to be the only one you ever hold.

But he could never gather up the courage to ask you to hold him, damn it!

He would see you cuddling Bepo, and envy the bear for one of two things. One, for being so easily approachable for cuddles. Two, for being able to ask you for cuddles so easily. Law wasn't the jealous type, but he'd quickly learned that when he started dating you, he'd feel and do a lot of things he'd never dreamed of before.

"You okay, Law?"

Your soft voice brought him out of his irritated thoughts, and his expression softened considerably when his eyes landed on you. You looked tired, your eyes were drooping and your body was slumping, and Law had never seen anything cuter.

"Yes, (Name)-ya." He gently grabbed your elbow, leading you away. "Let's get you to bed now, sleepyhead."

You smiled at that, giggling in the most adorable way that had Law's heart flipping in his chest. He was both amazed and annoyed that you held such power over him, but he wouldn't have it any other way.

"I'm not sleepy, you're sleepy."

He chuckled at that, guiding you into the room you both shared. For once, his work went ignored on the desk as he steered you towards the bed, his tense body only relaxing when you were safely lying on the mattress, pulling him down beside you.

"(Name)-ya-" He started, but you were already softly snoring, gripping onto his shirt like a baby. He would never admit it out loud, but the sight was enough to melt even his frigid heart.

He sighed. Another failed attempt at asking for cuddles. He got the cuddles anyway, but he wanted to be the one asking so he could show you that he craved your touch as much as you craved his.

The next time he tried to ask, you were laying in bed reading a book as you waited for him to finish working.

Once he was sick of whatever he was doing, he got up and slowly made his way to the bed, kicking off his shoes and discarding his coat before flopping down next to you. So preoccupied by your book, you hadn't noticed his arrival.

"What are you reading, (Name)-ya?"

You jumped in fright, the book flying out of your hands and settling on the floor next to the bed. Law's deep rumble of laughter met your ears, and you blushed in embarrassment, smacking his arm lightly and playfully.

"Law! Don't do that!"

"I'm sorry," he apologised insincerely, smirking. "You're so easy to scare."

You pouted, "You're mean."

"You love me anyway," his chest swelled at the fact.

"I do, I very much do," you smiled, heart warming.

You leaned over the side of the bed to pick your book up, but when you got back up you were met with a sleeping Law laying next to you. It was rare for him to fall asleep before you, but you knew he had been working himself non-stop, even more so than usual lately. You smiled softly, setting your book aside and thinking you'll find your page tomorrow as you shifted closer to the slumbering doctor, curling up close to him.

Law woke up the next day feeling incredibly disappointed. He had fallen asleep before he could even try asking you to cuddle him. He'd woken up to you cuddling him, but he still felt displeased by his irritating inability to state his need for your touch.

You woke up a little later in the morning, to a steaming cup of coffee on the nightstand. You smiled, knowing that was one of Law's ways of showing he cared. He couldn't cook, but he could make you coffee and did so every morning he woke up before you. Which, let's be real, is almost every morning. On the rare occasion you wake up before him, you have a full breakfast ready for him and a planned speech on how he should not feel guilty for not being able to do the same for you.

"Good morning, love."

You looked up at a working Law, hunched over his desk as he furiously scribbled something in his notebook. Your smile grew, and you slowly sat up in bed.

"Morning, captain."

He groaned, "I call you love and you call me captain?"

You giggled, "Sorry, my love. My baby. My one and only."

He hummed in satisfaction, "Much better." The ghost of a smile appeared on his lips.

You didn't mind much that he wasn't looking at you. He was paying attention to what you were saying, and that was more than enough for you. You knew how he could get, and had learned a long time ago to embrace and accept it.

"What will you do today?" He suddenly asked, a tad bit nervously.

"Well," you began, "Seeing as we are docked at an island and you're allowing everyone to take the day off, I think I might just stay right here in bed all day."

"Is that so?" He asked, amused. "How lazy."

You laughed at his teasing, the sound going straight to his heart. It swelled in response, growing warm in his chest. Your laugh was one of the few things that Law genuinely loved to listen to. He liked the way it made him feel, but also the fact that he had been the one to cause it.

"Very," you agreed. "But it's fun, you should try it sometime."

He finally turned to you, raising an eyebrow, "Oh? Are you giving me orders, (Name)-ya?" His tone was teasing, his smile wicked.

"Hmmm, maybe," you taunted, grinning.

The doctor let out a heavy sigh, before a calm smile tugged at his lips. Pushing his work aside, he got up from his seat and walked over to the bed, gingerly sitting on the edge.

"I suppose I can indulge you just this once, then. Since no one is around to hear just how bossy you really are."

You laughed at that, eagerly shifting to make space for him, "What can I say? Sometimes my captain needs a little bossing to relax a little bit."

He chuckled, "I don't deny that."

Then, again, Law found himself struggling to ask for your touch. He wanted to ask you to cuddle him so badly, but he just couldn't bring himself to say the words. Finally, after a few minutes of comfortable silence, he tried his best.

"(Name)-ya," he started nervously, "I like that thing you do...where you pull me close and hug me...but in bed." He waited for you to say something, but you remained silent but smirking, as if you knew what he wanted but you just wanted him to say it. He swallowed thickly. "You know where...you wrap your arms around me and keep me against your warm body." He blushed at his own words.

"Hmmm, what might you be speaking of, babe?" You teased him, evil grin on your face.

He sighed, taking off his hat and running a hand through his dark hair, "I'm trying to say...I mean I want to ask...do you-can we...can we cu-" He paused, silently mouthing the word. "Cuddle? Can we cuddle?"

Your eyes widened, because you hadn't really expected him to say it. Then you smiled and happily opened your arms for the flustered doctor. He obliged, sinking into them just as happily, a contented sigh leaving his lips.

"Law?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm really glad you finally asked."

"Me too."

And from then on, Law wasn't shy to ask, he wasn't shy to pull you aside and just hug you, and he wasn't shy to show you that he needed to touch you just as much as you needed to touch him.

Congratulations, you unlocked Clingy Trafalgar Law.

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[thebearer]

I have a violent mental image of coming home from a girls night after ~a few too many bevvies~ seeing ur hot ass man waiting at home and being like ive literally been wanting to fuck u all night and carmy is like uhh baby youre drunk, we absolutely arent doing that rn, can i offer you a snack perhaps and him dealing w his drunk and now emo girl abt how he wont touch u so he clearly doesnt think ur attractive😭

Carmen had a love hate relationship with your girl's night.

Not in the asshole-jagoff protective "I don't trust my girl" fragile masculinity way, but more so in the- and Carmen meant this in the nicest way, he did- that you were a mess when you were drunk.

He'd offered to pick you up, waiting on the curb outside the restaurant while you hugged and waved your friends goodbye before stumbling over to his car.

"Your Uber's here." Carmen grinned, leaning over to push the door open for you.

"Oh, he's a hot Uber driver, too." You grin, plopping into the seat. "Five stars already." You rasp, your lips hovering over his for a sloppy, sweet kiss.

Carmen's blushing, tasting the wine you drank on your tongue. He can feel the flush in your cheeks, the way your hand threads through the curls at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer and closer to you. You'd been drinking wine, so that meant Carmen was in for a night.

The whole ride home, you were handsy. Carmen nearly crashed the car when you palmed his dick unexpectedly through his jeans, grabbing his groin with a tiny smile.

"C'mon," Carmen's breath hitched, gripping the steering wheel hard. "Let go of me, Angel."

"Don't be mean t'me tonight, Carmy, I missed you." You whined, lip jutting dramatically, head falling against the headrest.

"'m not being mean." Carmen looked over at you pointedly, already seeing your lids droop, the small puffs of air passing out of your lips.

"You are." You grumbled, eyes still closed.

Carmen snorted lightly, but let you rest, slumped against the head rest while he fought his way through Chicago traffic and back to the apartment.

There, you'd seemed to gotten revamped even in your sleepy state. Carmen was helping you out of your clothes, you sprawled out on the bed, letting him shimmy your top off when you wrapped your legs around his hips, locking at the ankles and pushing on his back so he was flush against you.

Carmen grunted, hands bracing by your head to stop him while you laughed wildly. "Hey, Carmy." You smiled, glassy eyes dazzling up at him, bottom lip rolling between your teeth.

"What're you doin'?" Carmen couldn't help but laugh, small and breathy, but you were nothing if not persistent. A woman who knew what she wanted, and Carmen respected that.

"Carmy, I told you." You whined, hands wrapping around his neck. "I missed you tonight." Carmen just laughed. You pouted, head swimming while the room spun around you. "I wanna have sex, Carm."

Carmen snorted at your bluntness, pressing a small kiss to the corner of your mouth, trailing light kisses up your arm so you'd release your grip on him. "How about in the morning? When you're feelin'... better." Better was the last thing you'd be in the morning, Carmen knew that, which is why he set out the Advil already.

"You're no fun, Carm." You pouted dramatically, flopping over on your side, still naked from his failed attempts to put clothes on you.

"Baby, please, let me put your sleep clothes on-"

"-No, it's...it's fine, Carm. I'm hot anyways." You mutter, eyes drooping shut already, snuggled into the soft pillows.

Carmen rolled his eyes, wrestling you under the covers before slipping beside you. He had to turn the other way, away so his back was to yours, hoping and willing his erection to die down so he could sleep. He couldn't help how flustered he got, knowing you were naked next to him, hearing you beg to fuck him. And he would, he would fuck you in the morning, when you were sober and a little hungover, clinging to him and claiming his dick was the best hangover remedy there ever was. But for now, he was just happy you were home here, next to him and asleep.

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[libraryofgage]

PJO Steddie Seven

One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six

PJO show is living rent free in my head everyone. I love that funky little fantasy show

Anyway, welcome to part 7, where we learn more about some of the kids' powers, get a peek into Steve's growing troubles with his powers, and Steddie get a fun little development too

As always, if you see any typos, no you didn't ;)

Oh! And a meme, another meme for you at the end lol

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While the kids have no problem adjusting to Camp Half-Blood and making friends (several of the other campers have asked El to freeze them if only because they think it's funny), Steve runs into a few bumps. He's not used to relaxing. He's not used to letting his guard down and having the children out of sight for so long. And he's definitely not used to his powers feeling beyond his control whenever Eddie is around, which is...well, always.

Don't get Steve wrong. He likes being around Eddie. In fact, he looks forward to it. Steve hasn't smiled or laughed this much or been around someone his own age in a while. It's new and kind of weird and just a little scary.

But it doesn't at all help with his growing nervous energy. He keeps waiting for a shoe to drop, quickly followed by another. It never does, and Steve fully realizes what a problem this is when Eddie is in his room one day and casually says, "Your clouds are different."

Steve blinks, looking over at Eddie in one of the chairs. He has a guitar in his lap, idly strumming as Steve's phone plays music for them. Steve had just been nodding off, feeling relaxed and sleepy when Eddie spoke. "What do you mean?" he asks.

"They changed again." Eddie says, frowning slightly as he points at the clouds drifting along the ceiling. They're a slate color now, not exactly brewing up a storm but looking ready to start pouring down on them. They aren't gloomy, though. It's more like...like the tension you feel when a natural disaster is about to strike and the clouds are the only warning you'll get of its arrival. "They were starting to turn white, but they're grey again."

"Oh," Steve says, flopping back on the bed with a sigh. "They're supposed to reflect my mood."

He hears the chair shift and steps coming closer to the bed before Eddie sprawls across the mattress next to him. "What's got you so grey, sweetheart?" he asks. Their hands aren't touching, but Steve can feel that now-familiar buzz at his fingertips, the little arches of lightning begging to reach out if he'd only let them.

Steve curls his fingers into a fist, refusing to succumb to the urge. He considers lying, just brushing off the question, but then he makes the mistake of looking at Eddie. He looks right into Eddie's brown eyes, and his resolve crumbles. His fist uncurls, their fingertips brush, and he allows a harmless spark to pass between them. "I'm just on edge," he says, looking back at the ceiling and watching the clouds. "Restless, I guess."

"You're used to fighting monsters and moving across the country, Stevie," Eddie says, sliding his hand closer to Steve's so their fingers are tangled together and a current begins to pass between them. "Being all...still is getting to you."

"Yeah, no shit," Steve says with a quiet snort. "Can't do anything about it."

"Well...there is Capture the Flag next week," Eddie points out, shifting closer, like their hands aren't enough. Now their arms and shoulders are pressed together, and Steve inexplicably feels some of that nervous energy disappear, like Eddie is taking it from him. "It can be an all-out bloodbath, you know."

Steve huffs softly, getting a wry smile. "I'm not sure anyone's gonna want to be on my team," he says. The other campers avoid him. Despite his best efforts, his attack on the patrol campers spread fast and mean, and everyone is a little wary. "So, unless I can be on a team by myself, it probably isn't gonna happen."

A few beats of silence pass, and Steve is about to assume he's somehow fucked up the conversation when Eddie says, "You wouldn't be alone. There's me. And the kids. And I could get the Hermes Cabin to partner with you. Plus, you know, you're a Zeus kid, Stevie. You ask to be in charge and nobody's gonna argue."

He...hadn't thought of that. Steve frowns slightly, letting the idea turn in his mind. It would be a challenge, of course, especially if all the other cabins decide to team up. But...a challenge means pushing himself, reaching limits he's never come close to, letting go completely and losing himself in the battle, whether he wins or not.

The clouds above them start to roll, broiling with the energy of a storm that's all thunder and lightning, and excitement surges through Steve. He doesn't even realize he's letting it get the better of him until Eddie yelps and jerks his hand away.

Steve blinks, jerking up and reaching out to Eddie but stopping halfway. "I'm sorry," he says, frowning slightly as he watches Eddie look at his hand. "I'm really sorry. Are you hurt?"

"No, no, it was more...," Eddie trails off, and then he gets an obnoxious grin and looks up at Steve. "It was more the shock of it."

A beat passes before Steve groans, grabs his pillow, and whacks Eddie in the face with it. Eddie dramatically falls back on the bed, lamenting Steve's cruelty and superior fighting skills as Steve laughs. When Eddie finally stops hamming it up, he pushes the pillow away and says, "So, I'd guess you're excited?"

Steve rolls his eyes, his cheeks hurting from smiling. "I...have an idea already, yeah," he says, looking at Eddie and leaning closer. "Wanna hear it?"

"Hell yeah," Eddie says, his eyes lighting up as Steve lays it all out.

And so begins a week of planning.

It's a week (most of which was spent convincing the Hermes Cabin to join his team and agree to just sit back and guard the flag) that leaves Steve buzzing with energy on the day of Capture the Flag. Eagerness makes his limbs tingle and his body beg to pace as he looks over the demigods in front of him. It's just the Hermes Cabin, Eddie, and the kids, meaning they're facing off against the rest of the camp.

He can't blame the Hermes kids for looking like they've already been defeated. The only reason they're still hanging around, Steve is sure, is because he and the kids promised to do all of their chores for two months if they lose.

Steve takes a deep breath, rolls his shoulders back, and consciously lets go of the Mist around him. He's used to holding it close, using it to cover himself and make him look, well, weaker, that he has to purposefully send it off. He knows the moment it's completely abandoned him; the demigods all stand straighter, only the kids and Eddie dare to meet his eyes, and the snakes poking through the hole in El's beanie start tasting the air with interest.

"You've put your faith in me," Steve says, his volume normal but his voice still booming in the otherwise silent clearing. "You probably think we're fucked, but you'd be wrong. So, listen up. I will be offense. Eddie, Will, and El will be extraction. And you, with the strength of numbers, will be defense. Guard this flag with your life, and we will win. If any of the enemy manages to slip past me, hold steady. You are the final line of defense. Your job is the most important, and I expect you to give it your all."

The hesitant expressions have become impassioned, if not a bit confused by the fact. Steve grins at them, feeling the air crackle between his teeth as his excitement grows. He exhales sparks, his fingers buzzing and his skin close to bursting.

Steve doesn't often pray to Zeus. He's never felt a need to, and several goddesses have made themselves better known to him. But now, as excited for the fight as he is, Steve thinks to Zeus, If you've never watched me before, then watch me now.

He puts on his Blue-Team helmet, the distant horn ringing in his ears as the lightning floods through him, and heads into battle.

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Eddie's role is simple: keep El and Will from getting hurt. He'd be offended at the simplicity if he weren't already plenty aware of his inability to fight well. He's built for defense and retreat, which is why he's got his shield at the ready and is preparing himself to jerk the kids back at the slightest hint of danger.

They're crouching behind some dense bushes, Will and El peeking through the gaps at some Red-Team campers, the first line of defense for the red flag. "So, what's the plan?" Eddie whispers, shifting slightly as he looks between the two kids. Thunder rumbles, and it takes every shred of Eddie's self-control to not look at the gathering storm clouds above them.

"Will makes them daydream," El whispers back, her beanie squirming as though the snakes can feel their imminent freedom. "If that does not work, I will turn them to stone."

Eddie slowly nods, glancing at Will as he cups his hands to his mouth and whispers unintelligible words into them. "And, uh, how is making them daydream supposed to help with distractions?" he asks.

"They are very strong daydreams," El replies.

Will finishes whispering, and a purple dust-like swirling mist is nestled in his palms. He nods to El, waiting for her to carefully make a larger opening in the leaves before gently blowing the mist from his hands. Eddie watches as it twists and curls around the Red-Team campers, slipping under their sleeves and floating to their ears and eyes. The mist settles there, a thin and nearly imperceptible film that Eddie wouldn't know to see if he hadn't watched Will make it.

A few seconds pass as the campers slowly relax, their grips on their weapons loosening until a few swords fall to the ground. El waits a few more seconds before picking up a sizeable pebble and throwing it at a tree across from them. Despite making a loud thud when it hits and falls to the ground, none of the campers blink or move an inch. The only movement Eddie can see is a slight sway and the occasional twitch of fingers, like their body is trying to follow through on movements they make in their daydreams.

"Metal," Eddie whispers, keeping pace with El and Will as they move out from behind the bush. If everything is this easy, they'll get back in time to see Steve fighting. Eddie would love if he could see Steve fighting again. "How did you do that?"

Will flushes slightly, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's not a lot, really," he says, his voice quiet and a little embarrassed. "I mean, I just use dream-speak to give the daydreams specific emotions and then send it over."

"Dream-speak?"

"You know how you can't read in dreams? And if you try to remember exact conversations, you can only get snippets or a word or two? That's dream-speak," Will explains. He thinks for a few seconds before adding, "It's, um, supposed to feel intangible."

"How long does it last?"

"Usually," El says, her voice soft as she pauses and gestures for Eddie and Will to follow, "around twenty minutes. But it depends on the person." She leads them to large boulder, all of them ducking behind it in time for some Red-Team campers to walk by.

"Holy shit," one of them says, looking in the distance at the gathering storm clouds as she slows down. "Man, I am fucking glad we're not fighting that Zeus kid."

"No kidding," the other mumbles. "He's a monster."

Eddie has heard plenty of people call Steve a monster in the past week. Most of them say it with awe in their voices, unable to find any other word to describe the sheer power they saw from Steve. But others, like the one here, say it like Steve is a monster for them to defeat for the glory of it.

He clenches his jaw, grip on his shield straps tightening some. Before he can do anything, El reaches up to her beanie, and Will slaps a hand over Eddie's eyes. He hears the hiss of a writhing mass of snakes, aborted shouts, and then nothing. When Will takes his hand away, the two campers are statues, shock and terror contorting their expressions. El, with her beanie back in place, considers them for a moment before turning. "We should keep moving."

Eddie doesn't argue, but he does hold up a fist to El, grinning when she slowly bumps it with her own. She then turns to Will, her expression expectant, and she flashes her own tiny smile that matches Will's when their fists gently bump together.

Of every game Eddie has participated in, this game of Capture the Flag is by far his most relaxed. Will and El seem to have plenty of experience sneaking around and launching sneak-attacks. The closest Eddie gets to seeing any kind of action is when a Red-Team camper happens to stumble across them on their way back from the bathroom. Even then, before Eddie can raise his shield to block their sword, El slides in front of him and rips off her beanie.

"Thanks," he says, keeping his gaze away until the beanie is back on.

"You are welcome," El replies, staying quiet for a few seconds before adding, "Steve would be sad if you got hurt."

With that statement dropped on him, she continues leading the way to the Red-Team base. By the time they reach it, several Red-Team campers have been deployed to support the other campers fighting Steve. Between those, the ones stationed on the other side of the forest, and the campers they've disposed of, only twenty remain to guard the flag.

"I'm surprised the Athena kids aren't more prepared for you," Eddie whispers, glancing at El. She's the kind of secret weapon everyone knows about and prepares for, but he hasn't seen any of that so far.

El glances at Eddie, considering her response for a few moments before looking at Will. When he nods, she says, "I have not told Steve, but the Head Camper for Athena approached me two days ago. She offered me a personally-designed weapon if I did not use my powers during the game."

"El agreed," Will says, picking up the explanation with ease, "and promised not to use her powers to steal the flag."

"I am not stealing the flag," El finishes, a proud smile tugging at her lips, "I am capturing it."

"You're a little devil, you know that?" Eddie asks, grinning brightly.

"No. I am a little gorgon."

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They leave a garden of statues in their wake, and El takes a few moments to sigh and say it's not as good as her mother's before they leave with the Red-Team flag carefully hidden under Will's shirt. As they approach the border between the team territories, the sounds of battle grow. Swords clash, fighters shout, and lightning cracks between them all.

"We can take the long way," Eddie offers, his tone reluctant as he glances in the direction of the fight. They're close enough that a few trees are singed on the edges from lightning strikes, and Eddie holds his shield tighter. Letting the kids get anywhere near that fight isn't protecting them, and he should direct them in a wide circle around it.

But something is calling him, urging him closer to the fight in a way he's never felt before. He's not an Ares kid---Eddie has no desire to enter a blood bath---but he gets the feeling that Steve is going to need him soon.

"El and I can make it by ourselves," Will offers. "It's only a few feet away, and the game ends once we cross, right?"

Eddie nods, frowning before taking a deep breath. "No, it's okay," he says, waving for the kids to keep moving. "We'll try to head straight through and end the game sooner."

It's a choice he was expecting to regret, but doesn't get the chance. Nobody notices them, even when they get close enough to see a swarm of Red-Team campers surrounding Steve. None of them glance in their direction, too distracted by the fight to spare any attention to three insignificant campers sneaking by. Thunder rumbles endlessly above them, a deafening soundtrack that's only broken by cracks of lightning striking the ground and knocking campers back a few feet.

"Steve is having fun," El observes, sounding happy for him as they approach the Blue-Team border.

"He's never really let go, huh?" Eddie asks, getting a quick peek at Steve through the swarm. He lost his helmet at some point, leaving his feral expression and static-raised hair in full view, and arches of lightning jump across his body, occasionally reaching out to strike any Red-Team campers that get too close.

"No," Will says, his voice soft as they approach the border. The moment Will steps over, the horn sounds in the distance, and Eddie waits for the fighting to stop.

But it doesn't. Nobody in the swarm seems to realize the game is over. They continue to attack Steve, and Steve continues to fight against them, the air churning and sparking and ready to burst. A few seconds pass before Eddie realizes they won't stop until only one side is left standing. He gets it. Kind of. Steve carries the air of royalty; a challenge. If you can beat the son of Zeus, a literal Prince of Olympus, the glory of that achievement is untold. And it seems his fellow campers have fallen prey to that glory, utterly lost to it

Eddie feels that urge to join Steve surge through him again. He swallows around a sudden lump of nerves in his throat, searching for any other peek at Steve he can get as he says, "You guys go ahead. I'll help Steve. We'll catch up."

He doesn't bother waiting for El or Will to answer. He just rushes into the battle, something he never expected himself to do. Somehow, he doesn't meet any resistance. Lightning strikes the ground around him, pushing Red-Team campers back and urging him on, and Eddie wonders if Steve knows he's coming.

When he finally reaches the center of the battle, he sees Steve swing his bat against someone's side, the nails dragging painfully before he kicks the person back. Steve has lost his chest plate as well, and the only armor he has left are the wrist guards. There are slashes in his clothes and the edges are burnt. Eddie is almost distracted by the sight until he sees a daughter of Ares rush Steve from behind, her sword raised to bring down on his back.

In a move of unprecedented grace (seriously, Eddie will look back on that moment and never understand how he managed to not trip over himself), Eddie springs into the battle. He rushes at Steve, sliding behind him, twisting, and raising his shield in one smooth movement. The sword comes down on his shield, sending vibrations down his arm but otherwise causing no harm to him or Steve. Eddie pushes back as hard as he can, sending the daughter of Ares sprawling before pressing his back to Steve's.

"Thanks," Steve says, his words crackling and sparking against Eddie's ear. He thinks it's just a phantom sensation at first, but Eddie soon realizes lightning is literally arching between them, jumping across their shoulders and through their hair and buzzing down Eddie's chest.

He licks his lips, electric ozone lingering on his tongue, and Eddie is fascinated by the taste. "No problem," he says, his body following Steve without thinking. It's easy when he can feel the bolts of lightning between them start to shift, telling him which way Steve is going so he can keep up. "You know the game is over, right?"

"This is the most fun I've had in years," Steve replies, his tone implying that should explain everything.

And, yeah, it kind of does. He sounds genuinely happy and thrilled, his voice teeming with eagerness that's punctuated by the sound of his bat hitting a Red-Team camper in the head hard enough to make their helmet ring.

Eddie knows Steve would stop if he asked. Eddie knows he could talk Steve down from this lightning-fueled battle high. Eddie decides that wouldn't be nearly as fun.

"Okay," he says, pressing closer to Steve's back and blocking an arrow headed straight for Steve's shoulder. "Have fun, sweetheart."

Eddie didn't know it was possible, but Steve's power surges again, like it was just simmering under his skin, waiting for permission. And Eddie gave it. Bolts strike from the clouds above while arches jump across Steve and Eddie, running down their arms and leaping at Red-Team campers who get too close. They don't stop; the lightning continues to jump from camper to camper, electrocuting whoever it touches, and Eddie realizes he should have been electrocuted, too.

He blocks another sword, lightning crackling along the edges of his shield and shooting off sparks when its hit, and looks at the white-blue arches running along his arm. Without thinking, Eddie touches one, a gentle buzzing spreading through his hand as the arch transfers and jumps around his palm. It tickles more than anything else, and Eddie would think it's harmless if a Red-Team spear didn't get close enough for the lightning to jump and shock the camper unconscious.

It's not that the lightning jumping between him and Steve is harmless, Eddie realizes, it's just that it won't hurt him. He feels like some of the lightning has settled in his chest, crackling and warm and soothing. Eddie glances over his shoulder, taking in Steve's breathless smile and the way light splashes across his face with each bolt that hits the ground and the sparks that jump from his bat.

That feeling he got when he first saw Steve, the breathlessness and awestruck realization that the whole prophecy was just him, hits Eddie all over again. He lingers in it for a few seconds, letting it wash over him and settle in his limbs, before getting yanked out by a particularly close lightning bolt that makes his ears ring.

Right. A fight. That he's part of.

Eddie forces himself to focus on defending Steve's back. He blocks arrows and swords and shields and, once, a battle axe that makes his shield groan. That one pisses him off some. This shield was a gift from Hermes, a gift that showed surprising knowledge of Eddie's interests, and he'll be damned if it breaks. As though fueled by his anger, the lightning on his shield crackles and shoots down the battle axe, converging on the camper until she drops the axe with a yelp.

He doesn't get to linger on that too long; another arrow comes straight at Steve again, and Eddie is far more occupied by blocking it. And so it continues. Steve fights, lightning strikes, and Eddie defends him the entire time, giving Steve the space and security to just let go and release all the energy that had been building since he arrived at camp.

It's over sooner than he expects. One moment, Eddie's arm is buzzing from a particularly strong hit to his shield, and the next, the field is silent. Thunder still rumbles above them, lightning still crackles around them, and Eddie's heartbeat is pounding in his ears. Campers are scattered around them, all breathing but most knocked out for a while. Eddie takes a deep breath, feeling the air spark harmlessly in his lungs, and slowly lets it out.

He rolls his shoulder and retracts his shield, placing it around his neck again before turning around. "You good?" he asks, looking Steve over for any obvious injuries. His clothes are even more singed, the hem of his shirt blackened, and his hair is sticking up wildly but still somehow perfect. Steve's tense, his muscles strained as he pants, looking around them before his gaze finally lands on Eddie. He's still gripping his bat tightly, his knuckles white, and Eddie is about to gently pull it away when Steve just drops it.

Eddie blinks, frowning slightly as he starts to ask Steve if he's okay. And then he can't speak at all, because Steve's hands are cupping his cheeks and Steve's chest is pressed against his own, and Steve's lips are thoroughly occupying his. Lightning shoots through Eddie, jumping down his throat as Steve's tongue licks past his lips.

It doesn't hurt, though. Nothing from Steve could actually hurt him; instead, it makes his fingers tingle and his lips buzz and his heart jackrabbit against his ribs. Eddie is filled with an inescapable energy, and there's only one way to expel it.

So, he kisses Steve back. Eddie wraps an arm around Steve's waist to tug him closer and pushes a hand into Steve's hair, finally feeling the soft strands tangling between his fingers. He tilts his head and lets Steve have the quiet groan that slips from him when tiny bolts jump from Steve's molars to Eddie's tongue.

Eddie is breathless and floating and completely under Steve's spell and...and...and he's confused. Because Steve yanks himself away, a panicked noise in the back of his throat as he takes a step back. His chest is still heaving, but Eddie knows it's for a different reason now. Steve starts to say something, his lips swollen and red and begging Eddie to kiss him again, but no words come out.

And then he does something Eddie never expected Steve to do. He runs. He panics so badly that he runs back toward the Blue-Team base, leaving Eddie in the middle of the Red-Team carnage with a floaty brain and a stupid smile.

Maybe, if it had been anyone else, Eddie would be panicking, too. He'd be worried about the person actually liking him, worried about what the kiss meant, worried about any number of things, really. But it's Steve. Eddie knows Steve. He knows Steve's laugh and his walk and his lightning and now his kiss.

There are only two possible reasons for Steve running away: either he panicked because the kiss was too sudden, too heat-of-the-moment, or he panicked because of the literal lightning he sent through Eddie. Both are easily addressed, easy to soothe Steve down from freaking out about so they can get to kissing again.

Eddie's smile widens some, and he takes one last look at the campers around him before carefully making his way past them, figuring he should tell Chiron they'll be needing ambrosia and nectar.

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Eddie stops strumming his guitar and pulls the neck away from his chest, frowning. "She's out of tune," he murmurs, more to himself than you. 

You, making string bracelets on his bedroom floor, turn anyways, your ever-present smile twitched in mild concern. 

"Can you fix it?" you ask.

"Sure, just gotta mess with the tuning pegs." He moves over the guitar's neck with his pick lightly, head tilted to the side, listening for a misbehaved string.

You start to hum. 

He opens his eyes, smiling wryly. "Whatcha doing?" 

"It sounded nice," you say, a string of beads in your hand. His eyes are drawn for a moment to the line of your index finger, the bend of your pinky. You flare them out in time as you sing lightly, just, "Do do do," over and over, an accurate approximation of the riff he'd been working out, a melodic repetition. 

Your voice is sweet. It fills him with a sharp fondness.

"Come sit with me," he says. 

"I'm busy." 

"Come here." 

You pretend to think about it and then drop your bracelet into the small crafts box you carry with you. Eddie sets down his guitar and widens his legs where he sits on the edge of his bed to pull you up between them. You giggle as he flops down onto the bed and pulls you with him, nestling your face into the side of his neck. Your lips are warm where they brush his skin. 

He lets you do what you want as he rubs your back, fast and light strokes just the way you like it. 

You start to hum again, though you're humming drifts off abruptly and you say, "Eddie, I totally forgot to tell you. The cat that lives opposite me, Tews, she finally let me pet her. Which is crazy, 'cos she hates me." 

"She doesn't hate you," he reminds you gently. 

"Dislikes me." 

"It's not that. You just… startled her, when you ran up to her last time." 

"She's so cute, I needed to say hi." 

Eddie's listens to you ramble while he runs his hand up your aide, your shirt pulling up with every caress of his palm. You're boneless after a while, almost sleepy in his lap. 

"Don't fall asleep on me," he says. 

"I'm not," you lie, moving your hand back to catch his, pausing his ministrations indefinitely. 

You wrap your hand around his and bring them to his shoulder, turning your face where it's buried in his chest so you can watch yourself rub your thumb over the back of his hand. 

"You have cut up fingers again." You frown as you spot them, the small red scrapes from neglecting to use a guitar pick. 

"Kiss 'em better." 

You kiss the tips of his fingers one by one, not very careful, but he feels the love. "Tada. Totally fixed," you declare brightly.

"You're magic."

You lift your head from his chest and stare down at him. He laughs, bringing his free hand away from your back to cup your cheek. 

"What?" he asks. 

Your gaze is intense enough to convince him that he's doing something wrong. He waits for the verdict impatiently. 

"What's for lunch?" you ask. 

He sighs, half-relief and half-exasperation. "You're gonna kill me one day." 

"I wouldn't ever do that." 

"No?" 

"Nah, who'd take me to get slurpees if you died?" you ask genuinely. 

"You're sick." 

"I'd miss you, too," you add, giggling wildly. 

"Sure you would." 

You worm your arms around him tightly and tuck your face against his neck again, squeezing his fingers as you start to hum your little melody again, your breath fanning over his collar. He pats your back in time. 

"What do you want for dinner?" he asks. 

Your humming continues though he can tell you're thinking it over, your thumb drawing circles over the back of his hand. 

"You pick, Eddie." 

He raises his eyebrows. "You sure?" 

"I always choose." 

"KFC?" he offers. 

You shoot up off of him and almost pull his arm from his socket. Your excited smile might be endearing if you weren't grabbing at his hands and trying to pester him out the door.

"Alright, Jesus," he says. "Chill out." 

"I'm starving," you say dramatically. 

"Sure," he says. 

He reaches out for his keys on the sideboard in the nick of time and chokes on a laugh as you find the strength to yank him out of his room.  

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h-hi!

I'm completely obsessed with Tighnari (he's my main now) so.. may I ask you a Tighnari x reader x Cyno? if it's okay with you a smut would be perfect 🥺 i just need Tighnari spanking my ass while Cyno enjoys the view and who knows, join as well?

hit that mega slay button for the tighnari mains 🙏

THIS TURNED OUT SO LONG OH MY WORD. this might be my longest piece honestly, good god.

also, ik this does not exactly follow the prompt perfectly but i had this idea in the middle of my anatomy midterm exam and i needed somewhere to put it so....this is what you're getting 😇 enjoy the plot and many words please

cyno and tighnari fuck and tighnari fucks you 👍 if you're not interested in that, scroll away. we support the lgbt community here ty

warnings: dom!cyno, switch!tighnari, switch!fem anatomy/pronouns reader

penetration/fingering (reader and tighnari receiving ohoho), oral (reader receiving), a little biting, rough sex lol, condom/oil usage 🙏, praising, petnames, a little spanking, orgasm control

cyno gently brushed a hand through tighnari's hair, carding his fingers through the strands as the fennec leaned towards him, resting his head on his lap.

"i can't believe you actually got him to take a break." you murmured in awe as cyno's lips quirked up into the faintest of smiles. "you know, most people would be terrified to nap on the general mahamatra's lap."

"would you be?" cyno asked as you grinned, shaking your head as you continued to work on your report.

"not a chance. you might be all big and scary out in the desert, but all i see now is a big softie cuddling in a blanket." your eyes twinkled with mirth as cyno hummed.

"would you still cuddle me when i am that big scary guy out in the desert?" cyno teased.

you paused to ponder, tapping your finger on your chin. "definitely."

your idle chat seemed to stir tighnari, ears flicking on his head as he stretched out on the sofa. "what are you two going on about now?" he grumbled, sitting up.

"nothing. how was your nap?" you watched tighnari rub the sleepiness from his eyes stifling a yawn.

"actually pleasant for once. usually there's always something or other to come banging on my door to wake me up." cyno smiled a little at this, moving the blanket off to stand up. "where are you going?" tighnari asked with narrowed eyes.

"outside for some fresh air. you got so warm under the blanket, i thought i'd been transported back to the desert." cyno dodged tighnari's hand swatting out towards him, watching him step outside.

it was quiet for a moment as tighnari folded the knit blanket. you cleared your throat, setting your quill down. "you two are cute together."

"who? me and him?" tighnari scoffed, barely hiding his shock. "don't be ridiculous. cyno rarely ever visits. i'd beg to differ that he only visited because you're here." tighnari's eyes flitted over to yours as you pursed your lips, neck feeling warm.

"what makes you say that? besides you two were cuddling this whole time. you can't tell me anything." you watched tighnari's cheeks dust over with red as his ears went flat to his head.

"i heard you two the whole time, you know." tighnari shrugged, standing to put the blanket away. "regardless, i can tell when two people are flirting. you two are so obvious and yet so, so oblivious." he walked off to the kitchen, desperately seeking an excuse to escape that conversation, leaving you flustered at the desk.

you sighed, frustrated as you moved your papers aside. you originally came to visit tighnari with the hopes of finally confessing to him. you hadn't expected cyno to plan a visit at the same time.

you didn't expect to rekindle the attraction you felt for cyno the last time you had seen him.

but it was obvious that they had feelings for one another anyways, so what chance did you have with either one of them? "ahh, stupid, stupid." you lightly smacked your forehead, internally chastising yourself for getting into this predicament.

you let your head flop onto your hand, staring at the lampshade. "what am i gonna do?" you mumbled to yourself, letting your free hand play with the feathers on the quill.

cyno leaned against the doorframe silently, listening in unbeknownst to you, knowing tighnari was doing the same thing in the kitchen.

cyno and tighnari were not unfamiliar with midnight trysts and weekends spent hidden away from the desert in tighnari's comfortable forest home.

though the topic of you always managed to come up, tighnari nervous to confess, afraid that he would ruin your friendship. cyno was simply concerned that you would find the idea of sharing a relationship with two men undesirable.

cyno's observant ruby eyes narrowed as he watched tighnari return from the kitchen with a kettle full of tea.

you raised your head to look at the man, hands shaky as he set the kettle down. "i um, thought you both might be thirsty, so i brewed some tea. you're welcome to have some if you'd like." he offered politely, and you accepted as expected.

tighnari pulled two cups from the cabinet, filling them up to the brim with the bitter smelling tea, sliding the newly purchased sugar pot towards you.

"sugar?" you asked, curiously as tighnari's face turned pink.

"you always complain that my tea isn't sweet enough, and i wouldn't want you to have to drink bitter tea all the time."

"i don't even visit that often, will this sugar really last that long?" you arched your eyebrows.

"well, maybe it's my way of saying that you should come around more often." tighnari forced out quickly, watching your eyes grow wide. your cheeks felt warm to the touch as you accidentally dropped the sugar spoon on the table. "careful!" tighnari reached forward to grab it as you suddenly covered his hand with your own.

"do you...do you really mean that?" you timidly mumbled as tighnari's tail thumped against the carpet, giving away how fast his heart was beating in his chest.

"as long as that's a good thing, then yes. if not, just forget i said it, because i know it's just ridiculous of me to say that and-"

you cut him off by pressing your palms to his cheeks, gently cradling his face. "tighnari, i've had a massive crush on you for like forever."

tighnari's lips fell open in a silent gasp as you leaned towards him across the table, slowly closing the gap between the two of you.

cyno watched still from the door, eager to see where this would lead. he was curious when you would ask-

"but what about cyno?" you commented.

"what do you mean?"

"i mean, come on. i know you two are a thing." tighnari began to speak, though you cut him off. "don't deny it. not with me, you know i know you."

tighnari seemed uncomfortable as he played with his fingers underneath the table. "it's a bit...complicated. we are together, yes, but i was afraid of confessing because i didn't know how you would see the idea of being in a relationship with both of us."

"both of you? but, cyno likes you, not me. that's just-"

"he's right." cyno finally stepped in, closing the door behind him as you fell silent. "it's been unbearably difficult to lie to your face. i tried dropping hints all the time, but you never picked them up. just like all those dirty clothes on your floor." his expression remained stoic as tighnari rolled his eyes.

"so...just to clarify. you both are in a relationship-" you paused as cyno nodded. "but you still like me? how does that even work?"

"it's like this." cyno sat down next to you, putting his helmet off to the side. "of course tighnari and i are very happy together." he reached across the table, gesturing for tighnari to hold his hand. the fennec man begrudgingly interlaced his fingers with the general, earning him a rare smile.

"but?"

"but, we would be happier with you too." cyno held his other hand out towards you, motioning for you to take it. you gingerly placed your palm in his, allowing him to link your fingers together. "it would be more complete."

"don't they say three is a crowd?" you frowned as tighnari leaned forward, brushing the hair away from your eyes.

"not if they're the people closest to your heart." tighnari hummed as you looked down at your lap, shyness overtaking you as your face felt like it was on fire. oh, you needed to cool down right now.

cyno ran his thumb over your knuckles, feeling you grip his hand a little tighter.

the feeling of his skin against yours, even the slightest touch had you rubbing your thighs together ever so slightly, shifting where you sat on your knees on the carpet. tighnari's tongue darted out to wet his lips as cyno's eyes flitted between the both of you.

"i'll tell you what, i have a fun little game for us to play, hm? it's a usual secret fantasy of tighnari's. if you're up for it, of course." cyno unlinked your fingers to carefully grip your chin, tilting it to meet his gaze.

your lips parted as you nodded, eyes going glassy when his thumb swiped over your bottom lip. he leaned in towards you, breath ghosting over the shell of your ear. "i want the both of you to put on a little show for me, hm? do you think you can manage that?"

you nodded, heart racing as cyno pressed a gentle kiss to the side of your head, chuckling softly to himself. tighnari watched the both of you, ears twitching on his head as he felt his pants growing the slightest bit tighter.

your gaze switched over to tighnari, slowly standing with cyno's assistance as he guided you both to tighnari's private quarters.

the bed was large enough for the three of you easily, though it seemed cyno had opted instead to pull an armchair over to the corner of the room, watching tighnari gently pull you onto his lap on the bed.

he placed his hands on the sides of your face, leaning in to allow your noses to touch. "may i?"

"yes." you barely breathed the word out before tighnari pushed forward, melding your lips as your heavy eyes shut, leaning towards him.

it wasn't long before the kiss turned heated, his tongue swiping over your lips and hands snaking under your shirt to grip your hips.

you could feel him moving you slowly on his lap, grinding against you as you whined. "shh, don't be so impatient." tighnari cooed, moving a hand to stroke the side of your face lovingly.

you continued to push against him, causing a low growl to build up in his chest as he suddenly landed a slap on your clothed ass, making you jump in shock. "tighnari-" your eyes were blown wide, lust clouding the color. you had never seen this side of the forest ranger before.

tighnari gripped your chin firmer this time. "i will not repeat myself again, my dear. behave for me."

you allowed tighnari to continue pressing feverish kisses down your neck, nibbling at your collarbones until cyno intruded. "as perfect as this is, i think i'd like to see something a little more...well less. on both of you." cyno commented, though it was more of an order as tighnari immediately began undressing the both of you, tugging at your shirt and pulling it over your head.

you had no time to feel shy as tighnari pulled all of his intricate layers and accessories off, giving both you and cyno a rather enticing show.

it surprised you, however, when tighnari went fully nude, tossing his undergarments in cyno's direction with a sassy smirk as your eyes went wide.

you couldn't help but stare. he was just so pretty.

"you too, sweetheart." cyno gestured towards you as you tried to object, but tighnari's hands were already pulling your undergarments off, peeling your panties down your legs.

you averted your eyes as tighnari stared at you. he couldn't help but lean forward to press a gentle kiss on your clit.

you jumped, gasping at the sudden stimulation as tighnari smiled against your pussy. "tighnari-" you watched as he fully dropped to his knees, pulling you to the edge of the bed and draping your knees over his shoulders.

cyno leaned forward, seeking a better view as tighnari lightly lapped over your folds a few times, spreading your slick across your cunt as you whined, body going stiff.

tighnari's ears pressed back against his scalp as he circled your clit slowly, pressing tender, wet kisses to your skin, occasionally traveling to your inner thighs and back. your hands itched to grip his hair as he slid his tongue over your hole, collecting more of your slick, smearing it over his lips and nose tip.

your back arched as tighnari continued to lick across your pussy, humming into your folds and feeling you jolt, hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. "fuck-" you sighed, feeling your orgasm slowly building.

that was the moment cyno decided to stop you, gently placing his hand on tighnari's head, tugging his head back as he released a whiny moan. his lips were shiny with your slick, eyes glassy as he stared back at cyno.

"go ahead and get on the bed for me." cyno told him, watching him slowly stand, knees red from kneeling on the hardwood floors. you moved further up the bed to accommodate the man who crawled on his hands and knees.

you watched curiously as tighnari arched his back, pressing his chest into the bedsheets and waiting with bated breath as cyno observed him, slowly stripping himself in front of them both.

he originally decided to wear a sweater tighnari had purchased for him some time ago, not used to the chilly and moist forest air.

cyno's body was slowly revealed to you and tighnari, his toned chest, leading down to his stomach and the slight patch of white hair below his navel making your mouth water.

"go ahead and keep doing what you were, tighnari." he ordered as tighnari suddenly pulled you forwards, burying his head back in your cunt, feeling you keen against him. "where's the oil?" tighnari's tail suddenly started swishing at that question.

"left dresser, top drawer in the very back." tighnari answered seamlessly, raising two of his fingers to slide through your folds and collect your wetness before probing one around your hole.

he slowly eased it into you, feeling you tense up as he pressed kisses to your clit and thighs. "shh, be good for me, you can take it." tighnari softly whispered into your thigh, feeling you slowly relax, eyes closing as tighnari slowly moved the digit, allowing you to become accustomed to the intrusion.

tighnari's ears perked up at the sound of the oil bottle clicking as cyno poured some onto his fingers, rubbing them together to warm the oil up.

tighnari shook his hips to the sides a bit in anticipation as he carefully slid another finger into you, lapping over your clit to ease the pain of the stretch.

you were babbling nonsense, eyes now open to watch cyno position himself behind tighnari, hands spreading his thighs open further and pushing his chest down into the bed. cyno was just as powerful here as he was on the battlefield, clearly observed as he maneuvered tighnari to his liking.

he gently swiped his finger over tighnaris half-hard cock, feeling it twitch under his touch before bringing his fingers over his hole, slowly circling the rim. he heard tighnari gasp when cyno slowly pushed in, teasing him again and again.

tighnari carefully scissored his fingers inside of you, hoping to stretch you open to better take his cock as you whimpered.

cyno focused on oiling tighnari's hole up, gently pressing a finger of his own into him, stroking his tail with the other hand as tighnari whined into your pussy, fingers stopping for a moment as he became accustomed to the feeling.

"cyno-" tighnari whined as cyno suddenly slapped his thigh.

"focus on what you're doing." cyno warned as tighnari huffed, moving his fingers again, putting all of his concentration back into pleasuring you.

you were close, slightly shaking as tighnari's fingers scraped over your g-spot. "fuck, tighnari, tighnari, i'm gonna-"

"come for me, come on." tighnari urged, speeding up his motions as cyno slowed to allow him to fully focus.

cyno moved his free hand to his own cock, slowly stroking himself with the excess oil, grunting as he watched you release over tighnari's digits and tongue, gently fucking his fingers into you and allowing you to ride out your high.

you trembled on the bed, limbs feeling like jelly as you struggled to catch your breath. tighnari's head fell forward, leaning on your thigh as cyno started moving the digits in his hole again, stretching him out and searching for his prostate.

cyno smirked once he found it, abusing it by continuing to put pressure on it until tighnari was arching deeply on his own, moaning out garbles of cyno's name and pleas. "cyno, cyno, please, please, let me- please!"

you pondered if this was a usual occurrence between them, observing cyno withdraw his fingers as tighnari cried out frustrated. "cyno, that's not fair." he huffed.

"life's not fair. besides, don't you want to fulfill that fantasy, sweetheart?" he leaned down to kiss tighnari's cheek before standing to grab condoms from the drawer that contained the oil.

he ripped the packaging open with his teeth, sliding one on his own dick before tossing the other to tighnari who opened it with his fingers.

tighnari pulled a pillow under your hips as you wiggled around, still sensitive from your orgasm as you felt his tip at your entrance. "ready?" he asked as you nodded.

"please." you gazed up at him, feeling him lean to connect your lips while he pushed into you.

you gasped, lips opening and allowing tighnari to slip his tongue into your mouth. you both sighed as tighnari slowly stretched you out, hands gripping at the sheets and eyes shutting tight as he kept his hands pressed to your hips.

"so good, so tight." he moaned out, grinding his cock up into you, giving you ample time to adjust until you moved your hips against his.

as soon as you started begging for him, he began fucking you with more fervor, watching your body bounce as his hips snapped against yours.

you called out his name, eyes glazed over as he worried his lip between his teeth, fucking you like it was his life's purpose.

the second he found your g-spot, he knew by your reaction, feeling your body shake from the overstimulation against the area as he began abusing the spot similar to how cyno treated him as you practically screamed. tighnari immediately connected your lips to quiet you.

cyno watched the both of you, slowly stroking his cock, pleased to see tighnari making you fall apart so effortlessly as he moved to brush hair away from your sweaty faces, pressing kisses to the crown of both of your heads.

you barely had time to warn tighnari about this orgasm, head whipping back as you clenched around him, coming hard and feeling tighnari almost collapse onto you as he shuddered.

"archons-" he softly sobbed as he struggled to hold off his orgasm, refusing to come until he had cyno's permission.

tighnari slowly slid his dick out, painfully hard as cyno stroked his cheek. "good boy, such a good boy for me." his words were fuzzy to both yours and tighnari's ears as he praised the fennec man who let a lazy smile spread over his face. "i think you've more than earned your reward." he positioned himself behind tighnari, watching him collapse onto you to present himself to cyno.

tighnari stiffened as cyno pressed into him, body shaking on you as his hard dick rubbed against your thighs. you gently stroked his hair, cooing at him softly in your post-orgasm bliss as tighnari was reduced to a whiny, trembling mess, desperate to come.

cyno gave him a moment to adjust to the thickness before grinding up into him, watching him arch a little more and wiggle his hips as he gripped his tail, stroking the fur and fucking his hips against him. his heavy balls smacked against tighnari's ass, cock bobbing against your thighs as he shook with every thrust.

"good boy, so good." you smiled down at tighnari who stared up at you with glassy eyes. you were shocked at what a mess cyno could make of the normally oh so composed tighnari. you were indeed intrigued to see more of this side of the forest watcher.

"oh, please, please, come, can i? can i come, cyno, please?" tighnari begged, feeling cyno grind into his prostate. "cyno!" he whined, high pitched as cyno hummed.

"come for me." cyno answered. and oh, tighnari did. another deep grind to his prostate and your thighs rubbing against his dick had him coming into the condom wrapped around his dick, completely collapsing into the mattress as cyno continued to fuck him.

"cyno- no more."

"you know how this goes, honey." cyno leaned down. "you can come, if i let you, but that doesn't mean we're done, my sweet prince."

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Too hot too cuddle for professor au!

I got several for this one, but this is the only one with specific au so I'm goin' with it 😌

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"I'm calling off tomorrow."

"No you're not. There's only two weeks left, you have to go."

"Why?"

"Finals are coming and all that. Think of the kids."

The night goes quiet as the too-warm breeze from the swivel fan at her side makes another circuit of the room.

"... Fuck them kids."

Clarke smiles at the grunt that's half-muffled into a pillow, her foot reaching out across the bed to nudge a calf that lays bare and sticky with a dusting of sweat. "You don't mean that."

"Right now I do," Lexa whines and readjusts for the tenth time in as many minutes. "It's too hot to move. It's too hot to think straight—"

"When have you ever done that anyway?"

"It's too hot to wear clothes."

"Now that I'm not complaining about," Clarke hums, reaching over to caress the curve of her girlfriend's perfectly crafted bubble butt.

She glances down at the toes that flex under the bit of sheet draped over Lexa's ankles and not another inch higher, because despite them both foregoing their normal nighttime attire and it really being too hot for any kind of bedding, Lexa had staunchly insisted that, quote, 'Sleeping with my feet uncovered just feels... wrong.' Unquote.

"Don't even think about getting frisky, Ms. Griffin" Lexa muffles into her pillow again as she reaches back to blindly point behind her in Clarke's general direction. "It's too hot for that too."

Clarke grabs the vaguely menacing finger and kisses it. "Just try and get some sleep, baby."

"Who can sleep like this?" Lexa lifts her head just enough to let out dramatic series of sobs before flopping back down. "I can't even cuddle my own girlfriend without it forming a gross, sticky skin paste."

Which was true. They had tried. And had predictably failed, much to Lexa's misery.

"We'll cuddle tomorrow night, baby. Right after the A/C guy leaves."

"That doesn't help me sleep tonight though, now does it?"

Clarke looks over to the mass of sweat-frizzed curls that lays splayed over the pillow beside her. "You're worse than Madi sometimes, you know that?"

"If Madi were here right now, she'd back me up."

"Mmm, technically if Madi were here right now, I think she'd just be horrified at seeing you splayed out butt-ass naked."

She laughs at the disgusted sound of Lexa's grunt as the hand in hers is yanked away.

"I should have failed you when I had the chance."

Clarke ignores her girlfriends antics and rolls over onto her back, sighing as the fan makes another pass and cools the fine sheen of sweat that coats her body.

The heat hangs over her like a cloud, thick and humid, seeping into her pores and settling heavy in her bones. She gives in to its weight, letting it pull her down into the sleepiness that had clung to her like a haze for the entire day.

She's just about to drift off into a restless, sweat-soaked slumber when she feels the bed shift as a hand drifts over... and lands right on her left breast.

Clarke doesn't even bother to open her eyes, just smiles and scootches over a bit, so the hand can lay in a more comfortable position to cup her.

"Better?"

The hand holding her breast gives a sleepy squeeze.

"... S'better."

#anon #prof/stu au #teach me #writing prompt

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Still With You | A Jeon Jungkook Series | Chapter Six

Summary: Jungkook comes to pick you up for your "date". Pairing : Luna (reader) x Jungkook and Jimin, f2l love triangle Word Count: 3.7k~ a/n: I have part one to eleven written already so I figured I would just post this to fill up some space until the next update :) Start from the beginning

After stargazing for a little while longer we make our way back to Seoul and I feel myself getting a little tired. While dozing off I hear Jungkook ask if I want to stay the night at his place and I softly nod yes before falling asleep. 

Once we pull into his driveway he calls out to me and brushes the hair out of my face. "Luna, we're here" he says softly, I groan in response and he in turn smiles. After he gets out of the car he comes around to the passenger side and opens my door and sees my eyes start to flutter open. "There she is" he says with a smile on his face, helping my drowsy form out of the car and to his front door. 

Once we get inside he locks the door and comes over to me to usher me into his room, but before he gets the chance to I pull him into a soft embrace. "What's this for?" he says with an amused tone in his voice. "Nothing, I'm just really thankful I have you in my life" I say slowly strengthening my hold on him to pull him closer. 

"Me too Luna" he says resting his head on mine and returning my embrace. "Now come on, time for bed" he says loosening my grip on him. I let go and nod my head while yawning and rubbing my eyes at the same time. He laughs at my sleepiness while I hold my hand out, waiting for him to lead the way.

He pulls down the covers and helps me into my side of the bed. We tend to take turns sleeping at each other's houses once in a while so we've pretty much claimed many things, such as sleeping on a specific side of the bed every time we're there. 

I flop down and roll around a bit to get comfortable. Once I've settled down into a comfortable position he grabs some clothes to change himself into before following soon after. 

When he gets in bed he scoots over and pulls me close. I'm so exhausted from everything that happened today that I don't even give it a second thought. After resting my head on his chest he gives me a soft kiss on top of it and starts talking to himself for a while not knowing that I can still hear him since I'm still somewhat conscious. 

"I wish you wouldn't hold back as much as you have been recently. I know there's something going on and I know it's something besides me. I just... I wish life was simple again like when we were younger..." he finishes running his hands through my hair before eventually drifting off to sleep right along with me.

I wake up to the smell of breakfast and I feel my stomach growling, now realizing how hungry I am. I go to the bathroom and straighten out my appearance a bit before going to the kitchen. 

"Good morning" I say still feeling a bit groggy. "Good morning baby. Did you sleep alright?" he asks, turning around to face me. He's shirtless and dressed in only grey sweats that mind you are hanging dangerously low on his waist. I gulp at the sight and quickly shift my focus to what he's cooking. 

"Like the dead" I say in an effort to laugh off my flustered feelings but he ends up catching me checking him out anyways. "Let me go put a shirt on and then we can eat" he says as he passes by me ghosting his hand on my waist and placing a kiss on top of my head. He tries not to acknowledge what I had done not wanting to tease me because of last night but also wanting to act like we normally do. 

I know that he asked me to come over because he was worried about me and I'm thankful but now that I know he has feelings for me I feel I'm almost giving him false hope with everything we've been doing. We've been this close since we were kids so suddenly stopping would be too hard on both of us.

He makes his way back to the kitchen now adorned with a black tee shirt and places the rest of the food on the table and looks up at me expectantly. "So are you gonna come eat or what?". I widen my eyes realizing how I haven't made any moves to get closer ever since I came out.

"Oh, yeah, sorry I'm still trying to wake up" I say making excuses for my continued awkwardness. We both start eating and sit in silence for a while, not really knowing where to start and although it's a little awkward it's not uncomfortable which is reassuring. 

"Thanks for having me over" I say glancing up at him briefly. "Of course, I knew my girl needed me" he says softly, smiling at me and clearly amused that I won't make eye contact with him. 

I take a big bite of food at that exact moment and I start to feel embarrassed after what he's said but also the fact that I can't even respond properly. I look up at him with widened eyes as a way to show him that I'm still chewing and he laughs at my effort. 

"It's okay, go slow, take your time. I wouldn't want you to choke" he says and I blush at the possible double meaning and end up choking anyways. I grab my water and take a big drink of it before coming up for air. I can only manage to let out an awkward laugh before going back in to have another mouthful of food.

I can tell that he's seen the fact that I'm blushing but thankfully doesn't acknowledge it. "So" he starts. "Do you have any plans for the day?" he asks taking a sip from his water. 

"Mmm" I say before swallowing the food I had in my mouth. "Not really. I have the day off thankfully but I didn't really plan anything besides us hanging out last night" I say before taking another sip of water. "Why? Do you?" I ask curious as to what he might have planned for the day. 

"I'm supposed to hang out with the guys later but I'm not exactly sure what we're gonna do" he pauses for a second before continuing with an excited smile on his face. "You should come with us!" he says brightening up at the idea. "I don't know Kook, you know how I am with new people" I say getting ready to turn him down. 

"Come on! You said no last time so you can't turn me down again! It'll be fun! We'll only go for an hour and then we can come back here and spend the day together. Deal?" he says with doe eyes that he knows I can't resist. I was able to avoid his gaze last time but this time I'm struck with their full power. He adds a pout as well making it almost impossible to say no to him.

"One hour?" I question making sure that we're in agreement. "One hour and if you really can't handle it then we'll come home okay?"  he says and my heart does a little flip when he uses the word home instead of 'my place' or 'my house'. 

"Okay" I agree reluctantly. "Yes! This is gonna be great!" he says getting a sudden boost of energy. "Can we pass by my place first? I should probably put in effort to be bit more presentable since it's my first time meeting them" I say after finishing up my food. "Of course! But you know you have clothes here too" he says reminding me of that fact. "Yeah but those are all sweats and tee shirts. I just told you that I wanted to look a bit more presentable silly" I say laughing and helping him clear the table. 

"Whatever, just don't dress too cute! I don't want them to start flirting with you" he says and I can hear a slight streak of possessiveness in his voice. I get butterflies in my stomach again but start laughing at the fact that he's now doubting himself. 

"And what makes you think that you can tell me what to do? Maybe I want them to flirt with me" I say patting him on his chest as I walk past him back to his bedroom with a smug smile on my face. He gets a hold of my forearm before I can get too far "Luna" he growls with a warning tone. "What? What's the harm in having a little fun?" I say continuing to tease him, satisfied with his reactions.

"That's it, we're not going" he says letting go of my arm and walking past me into his room before I can. "Oh come on I'm just kidding! It'll be fun meeting them!" I say starting to warm up to the idea. He turns around and makes direct eye contact with me. "On one condition" he says. Rolling my eyes I respond "What is it?" feigning irritation. 

"No flirting. I can't control it if they're flirting with you so just don't flirt back alright?" he says and I can't help but smirk at his blatant jealousy. "Okay I promise, no flirting" I say winking to tease him further. 

"Now are you gonna call them and figure out what we're doing today?" I ask, trailing off but expecting an answer. "I'll take you home and then while you're getting ready I'll text the group chat and see what they have in mind" he relays while gathering his clothes and a towel and taking them to his bathroom. 

"Mind waiting for me while I shower?" he asks, tuning on the water and coming back out to check with me. "No I don't mind, I'll just talk to Grey until you're finished" I say looking down at my phone ready to send her a message. He nods and goes back into the bathroom taking a quick shower as he had said and finishes in record time.

"That was fast" I say looking up at him now dressed in jeans and a plain black tee while still drying his hair with a towel. "Yeah I wanted to get going since we still need to go to your place". 

Since he usually doesn't take long it's not that surprising that he finished so quickly but I make sure to help him blow dry his hair before we go anyways. I grab my bag while his gets phone, keys and wallet and we head out. 

Once we reach my place he grabs my hand and leads me up to the door which is something I guess we normally do but it's not something I had ever given any thought to until now. 

Taking notice of all of these little things we always do together after what happened last night is making me feel really stupid. Like why didn't I notice all of this until now? How has he put up with me being this clueless for so long? 

If the roles were reversed then I would hope that I would've confessed to him a long time ago but knowing how guarded and sensitive he can be I guess it kind of makes sense. 

He opens the door with his spare key and lets me in first like he owns the place. "You know this is my apartment right" I say laughing at him. "Yes I do but what's yours is mine and what's mine is mine" he says amused with himself.

"How is that fair?" I complain, turning back around to face him while he closes the door and looks back at me with the most adorable bunny smile. "Aw come on Noona you know I'm kidding. You can have whatever I don't want" he says giving me a kiss on the cheek and then running away. 

"Jeon Jungkook you're asking for it!" I say running after him. After a minute or two I decide to take matters into my own hands and pretend to trip and hurt myself. "Oh shit! Luna are you okay?" he says rushing over to me on the floor seeing my face scrunched up in pain. I guess I'm a better actress than I thought I was. 

Once he gets close enough to check on me I tump him hard on the forehead. "Ow! What was that for?" he says rubbing the area where I hit him. "You know exactly what that was for Jeon. Now just sit still and look pretty for me while I go take a shower alright?" I say starting to get up and seeing the slight surprise on his face at my directions. 

He gets up and clears his throat and mutters a "Yes Noona" before sitting on the couch, doing exactly as I told him. 

I had no clue I could get him to behave like this with such a simple command but I decide to play into it and say a quick "Good boy" before turning around and heading off to my room to get ready.

While I'm in the shower I take time to think about everything that happened yesterday and process it all. The meeting with Jimin was sweet and innocent which I liked but for now I think staying friends is the best option. 

I don't really know him other than he's a nice guy who is really into to me. But it seems like he wants to go too fast and I'm not really comfortable with all of that. He said that he is okay with taking things slow but I don't even know if I want to be with him like that. How long is he willing to wait in terms of taking things slow? Is he going to stop coming to the store like I asked him to? 

I guess for now Jimin is still a question mark but I don't want to string him along if I don't feel the same way. 

Things start to get a bit more difficult when I think about everything with Jungkook. He has been such a constant in my life for so long that the thought of switching things up in our relationship just feels terrifying. Based off of everything that happened it seems like he's willing to hold off on the subject so I guess I've got some time to think things though.

After I'm done with my shower and getting dressed I hear Jungkook whine from out in the living room. "Luna are done yet?" he asks while knocking on my door and I open it to see him looking down at me with an impatient expression. 

"Luna they're waiting we have to get going soon" he says watching me head back into my bathroom where he follows soon after. 

"I swear I'm almost finished give me like 10 more minutes" I respond leaning over the sink to get a closer look in the mirror to put my mascara on while unbeknownst to me Jungkook starts to check me out. I catch a glimpse of him doing so in the mirror and I feel my cheeks start to warm up. 

"You're not wearing that" he says coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "Kook you can't tell me what to do all the time" I say turning around to face him. Big mistake. 

He pulls me in closer and brings one of his hands up to brush a stray hair out of my face. "Fine but if you don't change I'm just gonna stay glued to you like this the entire time. Unless, that's something you want?" he says looking down at my lips and back into my eyes. "F-fine, I'll change" I stutter while untangle myself from his embrace. 

I go back to my closet and change into an oversized sweater that falls off one of my shoulders and some jeans to replace my leggings and cropped sweater. "Better?" I ask, rolling my eyes at him. He comes up to me and brings his hand up and touches my bare shoulder making me shudder at the feeling and fixes my neckline so its sitting on me 'Properly' and takes that same hand and runs it down my arm lightly to place his hand in mine. 

"Perfect" he says tilting my face up after my eyes had been watching the path his hand had been trailing. I nervously gulp and release myself from his hold yet again. "You said they were waiting for us right?" I ask, clearing my throat before I continue. "Come on let's go" I say heading towards the door. He laughs at my nervousness and catches up to me and opens the door before I get a chance to do so. 

Once we get into the car and buckle up I start to ask him where we're going. 

"You never told me what we're gonna do today" I say curiosity peaked. "You never asked" he says driving with one hand on the wheel and keeping his eyes on the road. "Well I'm asking now" I say sitting back in my seat. 

"It's a surprise" he responds simply, looking over at me for a second with a cheeky grin. "What? But it wasn't a surprise earlier!" I groan, irritated at the fact that he's leaving me in the dark. 

"You kept our stargazing a secret so it's only fair that now I get to keep this a secret. But don't worry we're almost there. I'm sure you'll be able to guess when we get closer" he says ending the discussion. 

"Fine" I say and bring my knees over to rest on the door instead of leaning against the middle, turning away from him continuing to pout. He spares me another glance and giggles at my posture but continues from then on in silence with only the sound of the radio playing softly in the background.

Pulling into what looks like an almost abandoned parking lot a few cars come into view. 

"What are we doing here?" I ask nervously. "Shhh it's a surprise remember" he says while unbuckling his seatbelt. I reluctantly follow in suit as he comes around to my side and opens the door for me. 

"Are you sure we're allowed to be here?" I ask taking his hand and getting down from the car. "Don't worry Luna I got you, just relax and stay by me" he says taking my hand and walking toward the other cars up ahead. As we get closer I see a group of 5 guys finally getting out of their cars. 

"Jungkook you made it!" one of them says who seems incredibly enthusiastic at our arrival. "Oh and is this your Noona you've told us so much about?" he asks motioning to me. "You've told them about me?" I whisper to him and see his jaw slightly tighten at the playful manner that is already starting to build. 

"Yeah" he says before clearing his throat "This is my Noona, Luna. Noona these are the guys I've told you about" he says motioning towards them. 

"Well let me start off by introducing myself. My name is Hoseok but you can call me Hobi if you'd like, everyone does" I bow slightly in greeting while the next one introduces himself. 

"I guess I'm next. Hi Luna I'm  Namjoon but don't worry about being too formal with me as well,  feel free to call me whatever you'd like" he says with a soft smile. "Yeah like Joonie" the next says in a teasing manner. 

"Hey Luna my name is Taehyung but you can call me Tae if you'd like" he says taking my hand and giving a soft kiss on the back of it. I widen my eyes in response and feel myself getting a bit flustered by it. Jungkook swiftly takes my hand out of Tae's before he can get in another word.

"Hands off my Noona! Got it?" he says protectively placing himself between Tae and I. "Aw look at Kookie getting jealous" another says walking over and peeking his head around Jungkook's form to catch my eye. 

"Don't pay any attention to Tae, he's harmless. I'm Jin by the way" he says with a soft smile. I smile back in response feeling the tension that had been built fade away. 

"Okay children give her a breather and Jungkook stop being so touchy, you know we won't steal her from you" Hobi says while walking towards us,  gently moving Jungkook to the side so they can all see me.

 "I might!" Tae calls in the background. I instinctively take a hold of Jungkook's now balled up fist that loosens a bit by my nonverbal reassurance. "Ya! Do you want to scare her away?" Namjoon scolds. I laugh at the interaction and glance over the group to see the last one still standing in place. "I'm Yoongi" he says slightly uninterested. Well okay then...

"Hobi, Namjoon, Tae, Jin and Yoongi. Did I get that right?" I ask listing off the names that had just been thrown at me. "You have a really good memory Luna, but Jungkook never did tell us how old you are. Do you mind if we ask?" Hobi asks with a smile on his face. 

"Oh yeah I'm the same age as Jungkook just a few months older" I say shyly. "Aww so you're still younger than then rest of us. That's so cute!" Tae says jumping into the conversation. "Oh! Really? Then would you like me to call you guys Oppa?" I question really hoping the answer is no. 

"Only if you want to. Don't feel pressured to keep up appearances, we don't really worry about that stuff when it's just us anyways". I let out a breath that I didn't realize I had been holding and relax a bit more. 

"But I wanted her to call me Taehyung Oppa" Tae says with a pout. "Tae don't pressure her or you'll scare her away" Jin warns with an authoritative tone. Guessing from his scolding I would say that he's the oldest in the group. Although from his looks he couldn't be much older than Jungkook. Tae's playfulness visibly tones down, doing as Jin had ordered and a sudden silence falls over the seven of us.

"So are we gonna do this or what?" Yoongi asks finally speaking up. "Do what?" I ask looking up at Jungkook expectantly. "You'll see" he says grabbing my hand and walking us over towards the group.

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Everything Goes On Pt. 8

[Who were you before him? Time skip again. Not suitable for younger audiences. Previous Part here.] Below the cut.

"This is Brisket." Dew says, holding up quite possibly the least intimidating dog to grace the face of the Earth, "He's a Chiweenie."

"A... A Chiweenie?" Mountain stares at the little creature, currently giving him the most wet eyed look in return, "This is your new Hellhound?"

"Hey, he may not look like much, but he's fierce!"

Brisket yawns and gets his tongue stuck outside of his mouth.

"I took you for more of a big breed dog kind of guy." Mountain says, watching the puppy drop his head into the palm of Dew's hand.

"Nah, I mean, I love all kinds of dogs, but living in a dorm with a St. Bernard sounds like a nightmare. It's also easier to travel."

"Is Brisket going on the road with us for tour then?" Mountain asks, "He could probably fit in your carry on..."

"Maybe next tour, for now, I mean, look at this guy." He rocks his arm slightly and the puppy's ears flop side to side, "He wouldn't make it through the opening act."

Mountain laughs, "So, what prompted this?"

He gestures at Brisket, and then at Dew's new, shorter haircut.

"Companionship." Dew says, holding up Brisket, "And not having anyone around to stop me."

"Hm, well, it suits you." Mountain says, picking up Brisket's head in his hands to squish his tiny face around a little.

"The puppy or the hair?"

"I mean, Brisket... I can't believe you named him that... is quite handsome in his own right, but I meant your hair." Mountain clarifies, "Not that your old style didn't, too, this one's just, I dunno, refreshing? Is that a word people use to describe hair?"

Dew snorts.

"Why Brisket though?"

"He smells like beef." the ghoul motions for Mountain to sniff the dog.

"Like in a good way or a bad-" Mountain sniffs Brisket again, "-Why does he smell like he rolled around in a barbecue??"

"Legend has it he was born in the behind some kind of bar and grille that served some pretty good steak..."

It has been three months since Aether left.

Three.

A whole quarter of a year, and Dew's starting to feel a little more grounded.

It helps when he has two new ghouls to coach through the motions of being "human" -Actually, Brisket was his own sort of reward to himself for not completely messing that up.- between teaching Aeon how to use a fork and getting Aurora to wear underwear, Dew hasn't had time to think of much else.

He still has his moments where he wakes up in his new room and gets confused, where he reaches over to the right side of the bed only to be met with the cold bedspread, but once he discovered he could spread out across the mattress unimpeded by another body, he'd more or less stopped.

It's the little things, he supposes, taking solace in the creature comforts he had forgotten after having to share his space and find compromises to make his other half happy...

Sure, it sucks not being able to roll over in the morning and get sleepy cuddles, but now he can fit a little bed on the other half for Brisket to sleep in, and that more than makes up for that.

Aether liked dogs, too, but he'd never let one sleep in their bed, claiming it would "spoil" them.

Well, too bad, Aether, Brisket is going to be as spoiled as a prince of Hell.

That being said, though, Dew does miss having another ghoul in his bed, and while there had been offers...

"It just doesn't feel right." he tells Cumulus one afternoon, "Feels like I'm cheating even though... ya know."

"You and Aether were together for four years," she says, "it's okay to need time."

"I know, but I'm not... I'm not sure when it's okay to... start all of that again."

"Having sex?"

"Kind of, but, I mean more like..." he lowers his voice, "...dating."

"Ohhh..." Cumulus pats his arm, "I'd say don't rush into all of that. You know what they say about rebound relationships..."

"Actually I... I don't." Dew whispers, "Aether was the only person I've ever dated."

"How'd you two wind up together anyway?" Cumulus asks, "Not to be rude, I mean, you two are, like, polar opposites."

"Not completely." Dew starts counting on his fingers, "We had a couple key things in common; We liked dogs, beer, music, obviously, and..."

The tips of Dew's ears go red.

"And?"

"There's this thing he could do with his tongue that he taught me how to do-"

.

.

.

Cirrus is... frustrated.

Cumulus has been avoiding her.

Not really, it's just...

"Cir, I love you, but you're being a little... suffocating lately." the smaller ghoulette had confessed, "I won't go anywhere just because we're not cuddling every second of the day, you know?"

Cirrus presses her face into her pillow and screams.

She can't help it.

Lately, it feels like if she isn't physically connected to Cumulus, it feels like they're drifting apart.

It's Dew's fault honestly.

Ever since Aether left him, he's been leaning on Cumulus for emotional support, even though he's not the only person hurt by...

By...

Cirrus rolls over in her bed, squeezing her pillow to her chest.

The night before Aether broke up with Dew...

"...Fuck, Cir..."

"Mn... Aeth... You feel so good..."

They aren't exclusive.

None of them are exclusive.

But something about it had felt...

Forbidden.

Good.

And now that she has time to reflect on it, it felt a lot like a goodbye, too.

"Does Dew know you're here?"

"He does, he doesn't care."

"Typical Dew."

"Yeah."

Dew knew, so there was... there was no guilt there.

Cumulus had known, too, but...

"Why are you apologizing? We all mess around."

...Why had she wanted her to be angry?

"...What's wrong with me?"

.

.

.

Swiss will admit, sometimes he makes poor decisions in the heat of the moment that result in... unfortunate circumstances...

"Your dick looks like a fucking glowstick." Dew gapes, beside him, Rain is positively shaking trying to contain his laughter, "Jack it off too hard and accidentally crack it or something?"

"You know the guard you set me up with a while back?" Swiss asks, tucking himself back into his pants, "Yeah, uh, turns out no matter where you stick it, this happens."

"I-It's like you dunked your junk in a vat of highlighter ink..." Rain cackles, "Does it come off?"

"Takes, like, two to three days for the... the glow to fade."

"So if you decided to jack off with the lights off, would your cum also glow? Like is it soaked in that far? Or is it like a weird sunburn?" Dew asks.

"..."

"Swiss?"

"...I need to go test something."

And, honest to Satan's balls, that was what Swiss was intent on doing when in his haste to get back to his dorm, he bumped into a sibling of sin walking through the corridors with-

"Aether?"

#lamp writes #nameless ghouls #mountain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #aether ghoul #ghost band #the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost band fanfic

[otakween]

Digimon World 3 - First Impressions

Yaaay, so excited to be continuing this series! Well...can we even call it a series? I guess it's kind of like Final Fantasy where the games don't connect (sometimes). The numbers give me a sense of accomplishment anyways. Digimon World was bonkers and memorable for its weird mechanics, Digimon World 2 was kind of a flop, but enjoyable enough, not sure what the world's opinion on 3 is. Either way I'm ready for the long haul -cracks knuckles-

Notes:

This is the first Digimon game I've played that feels like a riff on Pokemon. There's badges I'm supposed to earn, towns to explore with all the usual RPG buildings (inn, item store, etc.), people who challenge me to battles as I walk by them, and the only digimon that earns EXP in battles is the one at the front of my party. I see this as a win because I enjoy the Pokemon gameplay loop.

Already got two CG animated cutscenes (FMVs?) I think the animation looks good! It holds up more than some of the other games I've played anyways. The bear digimon especially looked really cute in the opening. The other cutscene that played when I entered the digital world was great for immersion.

Load screens are kind of annoying, but oh well. I guess I can fast forward if they get bad. The text scrolls very slowly as well, which maybe I can adjust.

So the main character "Junior" and his friends go into the Digital World or "Digimon Online." In this game's canon (so far anyways) the Digital World is a game. I found it kind of strange that they all logged in together and then immediately were like "kay let's split up, bye." If they were going to split up then why were Teddy and Ivy like "wait for us Junior!! You're going too fast!"

I suppose this game world is supposed to be an MMORPG because a lot of the human-looking characters I spoke to referenced playing the game and their real lives as well. Gotta love a game within a game. The map/world doesn't really have an MMORPG vibe to me, but oh well.

Since I accidentally chose the "hard mode" pack in the last digimon game, I decided to give myself a break this time and go with the "balanced" pack. The Maniac pack has the best digimon imo, but I ain't taking any chances.

I was just reading about the game and I guess it has around 20 game-original digimon? Excited to meet them all. I'm sure some of this game will also be a preview for the next anime season.

The sleepy digimon in the inn were really cute

Love the sprites and how your digimon walk behind you. Too cute. It looks like they put a lot of effort into the background as well.

I've heard some stock sounds and music from past games already which is fun

I felt a little bit of dread when they mentioned the card game. I really like the digimon card game, but having to battle and play cards in one game kinda sounds like a pain. This is gonna be a long one...

When I played Pokemon when I was younger I would just level one Pokemon up and not give EXP to anyone else lol. I know that's not good strategy-wise, but because that one Pokemon would hog the EXP they'd be overleveled and it made the games easy. For the sake of "playing the game correctly" I'll try to do it right this time and move the digimon around.

#digimon world 3 #digimon #video games #PSX #epsxe

[astridthevalkyrie]

Woahh your requests are open?? Whatever you churn out will be 1000/10 then, and I’ll be sure to read it immediately.

For the prompt, I was thinking maybe a Levi and reader angst/fluff piece? I think #39 from the angst prompt master list would fit his character.

thank you! i'm honored you think so highly of my writing <3

39. “I’m not ready to live without you.”

warnings: astridthevalkyrie-esque plot twist (the kind that makes people hate me :D)

"Do you have a king?"

"No."

"Are you lying?"

"Maybe."

"Hand it over," he said. You sighed like a petulant child, tossing the card over with the grace of a toddler losing their favorite toy.

It was late at night now. Far too late to be playing cards. But for you and him, it had become a tradition of sorts. Every night the two of you played, and every night, he won without fail.

"It's not fair," you whined, flopping onto the bed. "You're too good at this."

Absentmindedly, he rearranged the cards in his hand by color. "You know that this is a game of luck, right? And get off the bed, you'll get it dirty."

Instead of listening, you tossed your cards to the floor.

Now it was his turn to sigh. You made him so irritated sometimes, he couldn't control it.

Lately, though, it was pretty hard to get mad at you.

Whatever. He were feeling sleepy anyway, strangely enough.

He pushed you off the bed, truly believing that you would dirty it if he stayed on too long. Kind of like your favorite Shakespeare character, Lady Macbeth. Maybe her hands stained the sheets too.

"I think you let me win," he blurted out after a few seconds of lying down.

From the floor, you raised a brow. "What makes you say that?"

"Even when I get crappy cards, you still end up losing."

"Guess you caught on." You grinned. "Are you mad?"

Face tight, he nodded. "Don't do that anymore."

"Why not? I do it because I love you."

There was an uncomfortable silence, one in which he blinked up at the ceiling and tried desperately hard not to cry. With no response, you continued.

"I love you when you're happy. I love you when you're sad. But I love you when you're angry the most. You look the prettiest then."

At least now he knew what you had been thinking before that titan ate you, as he came at it with swords. Not quickly enough. Not before it sliced you clean open with its teeth.

You had been admiring his beauty.

With such a wide smile on your face, sometimes he could overlook how transparent you were, and the blood oozing out, forever and always.

"I'm not ready to live without you," he said, staring at each individual bump in the ceiling.

When you giggled, he was glad he wasn't looking. For the first time in a long time, Levi was terrified out of his goddamn mind.

"You already are, Captain."

#levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman #aot #aot x reader #writing prompt #valkyrie stories

[mxsinizter]

Mushy May Day 12: Sharing a Bed (again lol)

Take a dash of wholesome Aether/Sunshine <3

Rating: Gen; WC: 1,025

S: Aether and Sunshine trying to nap together!

"Sunny… Sunshine, please, love." Aether groaned as he patted her head to get her attention. 

"What?" Sunshine rolled for the millionth time, her back on Aether's arm and neck stretched up to look him in the eye. 

Aether had an expression of disbelief as he huffed out a laugh, running his untrapped hand down Sunshine's arm. "You gotta stop moving so much, sweetie." 

"Oh. Sorry." There was a few moments of silence and stillness. Sunshine broke it as she slowly pushed herself off of Aether and flopped onto her belly. Aether face palmed and released a small laugh at the sight. Her face was smothered into the blanket beneath her, hair going in every direction. 

Sunshine lifted her head and let it slam back down, this time onto her cheek so she could face Aether. The two watched each other with small, sleepy smiles until Sunshine began to move again. 

Using her shoulders, she attempted to push herself up to move onto her back. Her expression showed she was acting as if Aether couldn't tell she was moving and stilled when he opened his mouth to talk. 

"Really?" Sunshine shrugged in response. "Do you normal move this much? Or is something wrong?" 

Her tail end swished nervously by her feet as her hands played with the ends of her shirt. "Uh, yeah… I'm sorry. I-I can-," Sunshine was moving to sit up, but with a gentle arm over her belly, Aether laid her back down. 

"Hey, love, it's alright." He placed a kiss to her cheek as he propped himself up on his elbow. His hand over her stomach moved to her jaw and caressed her cheek. "I'm not.. annoyed. I'm just not used to it."

"Not letting you nap." Sunshine had a visible pout, her voice coming quiet and muffled. Aether smiled with his eyebrows turned up. 

"It's okay. I'm just a lot more used to… still, clingy ghouls." He pecked her pouty lips. "You take up a grand amount of space for such a small ghoulette, don't you. So wiggly." He tickled behind her ear and her neck, making Sunshine squirm, coaxing a laugh out of her. 

"Stop!" Sunshine laughed and turned so her face was squished against Aether's chest, tail thumping behind her. 

"It doesn't let you nap either, does it?" Sunshine's tail stilled and she shook her head. "Anyway I can help?" The ghoulette stayed silent, still hiding her face. Aether hummed as he ran fingers through her hair. "How about you lay on me, yeah?" 

She pulled her head away from his body to meet his eyes and nodded. Aether situated himself on his back and pulled the ghoulette onto his body carefully. Sunshine wiggled a bit until she was comfortable, sprawling herself over him. 

They laid in silence for a bit - Sunshine stared into space as Aether let large hands roam her soft body. Sunshine was trying to stay still, she really was. She could feel sleep wanting to take over but the urge to roll over to the other side of the bed was just as strong.

"Aeth…"

"Oh, sweetheart." He let his arms loosen around her, giving her room to move if she wanted to. She stayed still for a moment but eventually giving in, she rolled off of his body and back onto the mattress. 

Sunshine whined, her feet kicking softly against the bed. "Not fair." 

"I'm sorry, love." Aether rolled along with her, his chest heavy against her side as he kissed and nipped gently at her jaw. His hand roamed down to her thighs, softly kneading into the flesh. The rumble in his chest brought forth a purr of her own. Sunshine felt her side melt under Aether's weight, her muscles loosening. So, so comfy. Tranquility was reaching for her as her eyes fought to flutter closed.

"Aeth!"

"Wha- what? What?" Sunshined flushed in embarrassment at his reaction, not having realized he had fallen into a sleepy dazed.

"Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to spook you." She placed a kiss on his eyebrow and licked his temple. "But I haven't moved!"

Aether blinked, taking a moment to register her words. "Huh, yeah. Yeah, you're right!" He smiled, tail wagging lazily as he licked at her jaw. 

"Can you lay on top of me? I think that'll help! Now that I think about it… Swiss usually lays on me." Sunshine smirked, "he likes burying his face in my tits." 

Aether laughed against her jaw and pulled himself up to meet her eyes. "Yeah, I know, does the same thing to me." Sunshine chuckled as she rubbed her nose against Aether's. "Are you sure you want me on top of you..?"

"Mhm! I'm sure it'll help! It's usually not a problem with the girls cause they like squishing me between them… wait- maybe this is why." Sunshine smacked her lips in thought but just shrugged. She pulled on Aether's shoulder, urging him to get his body between her legs. 

Carefully, he moved his legs between hers and began lowering his torso onto her frame. "You sure? I'm not t-"

"Aether."

"Ok." Aether made sure he felt comfortable on her smaller frame as he laid onto Sunshine and let his arm slip under her shoulders, hugging her. His cheek pressed gently onto her breast as he looked up at her, asking if she was alright. 

Sunshine gave him a goofy grin and reached to lick at the base of his horn. It didn't take long for Aether to begin purring once again, Sunshine quickly joining in. Her body was starting to really loosen now, comfortable under the pressure of the ghoul on top of her. 

The two nuzzled further into each other, allowing a calm wave of sleepiness to wash over them.

"Thank-," a yawn interrupted Sunshine of her words. "Thank you, Aether. Love you."

"I love you too, my little Sunshine." Aether shoved his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply as he let himself melt into her warmth. It didn't take long for the room to fill with little soft snores as the two slept comfortably, and still, in each other's arms. 

#makeshift weighted blanket <3 #EEEE. Im really happy with this one haha #your honor. i love them so fucking much #mushy may #aether ghoul #sunshine ghoulette #zephyinks

[stvharrngton]

This is super soft cause I'm in my feels, but!!

You and Steve get home really late, and you're tipsy. All you want to do is sleep, but Steve keeps reminding you that if you don't take off your makeup or do your routine, you'll be mad at yourself later. But you're *tired*. So what does boyfriend Steve do? He does it for you. Just setting you on the counter as he gently wipes your face and cleans you off, and gets you ready for bed. Just *ugh*

i love this headcanon so much it’s SO steve 😭

like you get home and you flop face first into the couch with a grunt and he’s like ‘no come on babe let’s get you to bed’ and so you mumble like ‘but the couch is so comfy’ and he’s just like 🙄. but also 🥺 because of how cute you look with your face smushed against the cushions!! but he drags you upstairs anyway and you just start stripping off and go to climb into bed but he’s like ‘nuh uh, you better take your makeup off babe’ and you just pout up at him and say that you’re sooo sleepy that you cannot possibly clean your face rn. so stevie just rolls his eyes at you and goes to get all your face wipes and creams n lotions n shit and he makes you sit criss cross on the bed whilst he wipes at your face so gently 🥺 and once you’re all done he’s grabbing you your fav t-shirt of his and a pair of his boxers to sleep in. crying

#IM SOFT!!!!! #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington headcanon #simping-over-boys-with-trauma #asks #k.hc

[thegreenleavesofspring]

.

I have... a bad habit. A self-defense mechanism, but a bad one. Of, any time I encounter something out in the wild that I wanted and couldn't have (an event or an emotion), I deem it "stupid". Beautiful weddings are stupid. Birthday parties are stupid. Loving husbands are stupid... etc. And I don't say it to whoever I am talking to, I'm not quite that socially clueless, but I shore up my own disdain for it in the privacy of my mind.

And it's one I've had for most of my life although I've only recently quantified it. And I find myself doing it a lot and I'm trying to be mindful, now, of making myself stop and go "Do you actually think it's stupid or are you kicking against the pain of what you don't have" and nine times out of ten I'm preemptively trying to head off pain.

So anyway I'm trying to let it through in tiny little bits so it doesn't all come crashing down as an overwhelming wave and mourn it piece by piece at a time. And I'm also doing a lot of introspection. Because I never was taught how to regulate my emotions and that one person was right, I do tend to let them rule me, and I don't mean to, it's not an active conscious choice on my part, but that's not enough, I have to learn to master (not repress) them.

So now I'm trying to learn to master my emotions rather than letting them master me but that means constant monitoring and today I'm going down a checklist of "Why am I so tired and lethargic" and it's the depression setting in again for Round whatever and I always get really tired and sleepy and lethargic in the days leading up to that, yay. But along the way I realized that... the last time someone told me they loved me was Get Loved Nerd in my inbox and afaroffsong says it to me sometimes. And it helps. But sometimes I wish I had someone to say it to me in person, too, it helps to hear it audibly (and if it comes from someone who is telling the truth, not trying to be manipulative.)

I genuinely don't remember the last time I got a hug. Not dispensing one to make someone else feel better but just someone hugging me because they liked me as a person and wanted to hug me. I mean I hug my boys all the time and sometimes they even hug me back but those hugs are usually accompanied by headbutts or biting or kicking or fish-flopping or various other bruising activities and besides, they're little, they don't really have any concept yet of... consciously returning love? They need the hugs to flourish but it's not their place or their duty to return a hug.

I don't know. It just feels like, my whole life, any affection I got was conditional on how useful I am to someone and just for once I'd like to feel valued just... as me. I realize I'm not an easy person to love and almost an impossible person to like, once you strip me down to the bare bones, I know this, not only have I been told this but I've got enough self awareness to know that I'm all sharp edges and sharp angles and acerbic sarcasm and terrible but unintentional blunders. But surely I'm not all bad? Not all the way down? I just... surely it's not wrong to want to be valued as a person, not as your usefulness? Just... for someone to enjoy one's company?

Anyway I've been doing a lot of handing over bitterness and envy and sorrow to God lately and even... I don't know, what I thought were godly desires but maybe I'm feeling them too strongly? Putting them ahead of Him? I don't even know anymore. I feel like I'm blundering around in the dark trying to find His will and running up against rough rocks instead and I don't... I'm trying to do right, trying to do His will, but how can I possibly be? When everything I'm doing is wrong? I don't even know anymore.

I'm not sure... I don't know how to do this. And right now I can't hear Him. Which I don't think I have any egregious outstanding sins that would take me away from Him so I'm assuming I'm supposed to be walking by faith? Not by sight? But I'm not sure... I don't know. I don't know what to do.

I'm so very lonely.

...I should probably go brew myself a cup of raspberry tea, it sometimes helps lessen the severity of the depression. Hormones, yay.

#Nattering into the void

[xxlunar-0988-xx]

Your favorite boy <3 | TOH Hunter

Hillow it is i the (not so great) Lana! Muahahaha

So yeah this is a hunter x reader fic just wanted some fluff ad angst? If you can even call it that, so yeah, I'll be checking any misspelled words or grammatical errors tomorrow :) now let's get on with da fict!

Key words: y/n - your name; h/l - hair length; h/c - hair colour; e/c - eye colour

Hunter x gn!witch!reader

Warnings: hunter not knowing what a crush is, tooth rotting fluff, angst?

---Hunter's pov---

"hunter over here!" Someone yelled, i turned around to see that that someone was y/n, a warm mile appeared on my face as they flailed their arms around

"coming!" I yelled running towards them as i giggled in excitement, i was soon right next to them as they jumped up and down, i looked at them confused, not knowing what they were exited about

"what's up?" I asked

"today's the opening of the carnival dummy! I'm so exited that you actually gave up your free day to go to the carnival with me!" They yelled excitedly as they ran around in circles

"well anything for a friend!" I said as i took their hand, i could have swore i saw them frown but when i turned around to look at them they had a huge smile on their face so i thought nothing of it

---time skip---

"never thought kids would be that dangerous." Y/n said as i chuckled

"you sould haw listened to my warnings" i said biting down on my pretzel

"well you know i don't listen to you." They mumbled sitting next to me

"that's concerning considering that i am THE golden guard." I proclaimed as i flipped my hair 'worm' as y/n called it, they giggled as they looked at the sunset i just couldn't help but admire their beautiful face how their beautiful h/l h/c hair matched their perfect face and beautiful e/c coloured eyes, wait what am i thinking?!?! Their my best friend!

"what're you staring at Goldie?" They asked as they turned towards me

"do i have left over mud on my face from wrestling that pig?" They asked as i chuckled

"yes actually, right... there." I said as i reached out to their cheek and started to rub off the mud, but i just couldn't stop myself from focusing on their face again, 'my Titan- they looked so beautiful from this angle' i thought as i put y hand under their chin

They were quite surprised by this action as their blush quickly caught on their cheeks and ears, i slowly started to lean in as i closed my eyes and right as our lips were about to touch they screamed out

"WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD ITS THE MORNING!" they yelled as their face morphed in to Luz's face?!?!

-

I jumped up from my matrice as i screamed in fear

"oh my Titan Luz! You scared me half to death!" I screamed at the girl

"yeah yeah whatever, you must have been having a great dream because you didn't reply when we called you for breakfast, you even didn't wake up when Vee tried to wake you up, which is pretty rare." She said as she got up, "anyway breakfast is ready and everyone is waiting for you so hurry up and get dressed!" She added as she walked out of the room and slammed the door shut, i let out a long sigh and flopped down on the bed as i repeated the last scenes of my dream, excluding when Luz tried to wake me up of course, and it was like a memory i had when me and my friend y/n went to the carnival, but I'm guessing my mind just switched on what actually happened, but why did it do that? Why do i blush every time i think about them? Why-

"HUNTER!" Mrs Noceda yelled

"COMING!" I yelled back as i jumped from my matrice and flew out of the door to the dining room, as flapjack quickly followed me

---time skip---

Throughout the whole week that dream kept repeating over and over in my dreams, as well as some of the other memory's i had with her that were also flipped and changed around, and every time i think about them i feel weak in the knee's, and the only logical way, at least for me, was to ask for help, so i went to Gus, probably not my best option but everyone else was out grocery shopping so he was my only hope

"hey Gus?" I said as i entered the bedroom that all of us were sharing

"hey hunter!" He said enthusiasticly as he paused whatever he was watching and turned to me

"what do you need?" He asked, i sighed and sat down next to him

"I'm having confusing feelings." I said, looking down at the floor

"well, umm, if you want me to help you can explain those feelings?" He said, well more like questioned, i nodded

"well umm, there's this friend that i had back at the Boiling Isles, before even we caught the owl lady for the first time and their name was y/n, and recently I've been thinking more and more about them, like having these strange dreams with us almost kissing at the end of them or something like that, and every time they cross my mind my knees feel weak, heat rises to my cheeks and i feel like i want to throw up butterfly's, and when the thought of them getting hurt from the collector, or anyone for that matter, i feel sad and weak, the thought of anything happening to them makes me want to murder the person or thing that did anything to them, even if the witch, monster or thing is ten times stronger than me, i-i just want to give them everything i have, but i feel like that still won't be enough, like if i could give them the whole world i would, and yeah that's pretty much it." I said as i finally looked at Gus, to see him in complete shock, i mean eyes wide mouth open kind of shock

"what?" I said, i then heard multiple screeches from the door, oh no

"OH MY TITAN, HUNTER YOU HAVE A CRUSH!" Amity screamed

"THIS MOMENT NEEDS TO BE SAVED!" Luz screeched as she ran in the room and took her phone that was previously playing whatever Gus was watching

"No, nonononononono, it's not like that! I don't have a crush!" I said nervously laughing as i scratched the back of my head

"well it doesn't sound like it!" Luz said as she played a recording... OF MY RANT?!?!

"You, RECORDED THIS!" i yelled at her ad i jumped up from the floor

"of course i record everything." She said shaking her phone left and right a bit before stopping

"whatever I'll just go and get some fresh air." I said as i pushed past the girls, that were swarming at the door

"don't run away from the truth!" Luz screamed as i rolled my eyes and scoffed, i got a beanie that was on the coat hanger and put it on covering my half of my ears as i went outside towards the worn down cabin, and how we all got to the human realm in the first place, i sighed and frowned as i looked back at the sad memory but quickly shook my head as kind of a sign for my head to shut up, i soon felt something light stand on my shoulder as i looked to my right to see flapjack standing there, he chirped happily as i smiled and petted him

"you always manage to cheer me up, just like y/n."

---

I soon saw the cabin behind the trees and i let out a sad sigh, when i arrived at the front door of the cabin i looked at it for a good minute, my mind re-imagining what happened almost a month ago, i reached for the doorknob and took a deep breath, i closed my eyes and opened the door, i waited a few seconds, already hearing flapjack chirping but i brushed it off and thought he saw a pigeon or something like that, i opened my left eye a little bit before both of my eyes opened widely in shock, it looked beautiful, all kinds of colours were splotched all around and it looked like there were some stars

"woah." I said underneath my breath, but that amazement slowly turned in to fear as i saw a figure coming in to sight, i took a step back but i forgot that it was an old cabin so i tripped on a loose peace of wood and fell just before the stairs, the figure got closer and closer and it got more familiar

"Hun€r?" A corrupted voice asked as i froze in fear, it knew my name

"Hunter?" A more clear voice called out, and my eyes went wide, not from fear, but from shock and happiness, that voice sounded like

"Y/n?" I asked as i stood up, soon the shadow started sprinting towards me and as it went through the portal the shadow quickly became a figure i could remember

"Y/N!" i screamed out of happiness as i wrapped my hands around their waist and spined them in circles, we both let out laughs and giggles of happiness, as we fell on the soft grass, laughing lightly, as soon as my laughter died down, i hugged them tightly and buried my face in to their neck

"I'm so glad you're here." I said

"me too Goldie." Y/n said as she returned the hug with equal strength, my eyes started to tear up as i started to sob, i could also hear y/n sobbing, but between the sobbing slowly started to form laughing

"god why are we so sensitive." Y/n said as they laughed, tears streaming down their face, probably from the intense happiness that they were experiencing, i mean i couldn't blame them, i was also crying, but i was as well getting snot all over their what looks to be dirty shirt

"i don't know!" I laughed along as i finally got my face out of their neck wiping the snot off of my nose

"I'm sorry that i got snot on your shirt." I said as i continued wiping my nose with my hand

"not a problem, I've been through worse for the past month or so, but don't worry tho, it wasn't that bad." they said as they brushed off the snot of themselves

We stared in to each other's eyes for a while, i couldn't take it anymore! I grabbed their chin

"consent?" I asked laughing a little, they just groaned

"c'mere you!" They said as they grabbed the back of my head and connected sour lips

It felt like fireworks were erupting everywhere as we were kissing, and i couldn't be more happier, as we pulled away i opened my eyes and looked deeply in to theirs

"wait- you cut your worm!" They yelled as they got up

"oh c'mon it was about time i cut it off!" I yelled

"but i liked the worm, i even gave it a name!" They yelled as they crossed their arms, suddenly chirps were heard next to me, and what seemed to be a sound of someone familiar talking

"y/n, i re-eat do y- copy?" A glitched out voice was heard, y/n quickly grabbed a walkie talkie "Yes i copy!" They yelled at the walkie talkie "can you hear me?" They questioned, "y-s we can, bu-t it's a bi- glitchy." The voice said, "h-ow is it there?" The voice, "it's fine but it is far to risky to sent another person through the portal, i barely ended up finding the portal to the human realm." They said, "ok-y the portal i-s closing stay in the human realm and find Lu-" before the person on the other end could finish their sentence the door to the cabin slammed shut

"who was that?" I asked

"Eda, we were on a mission to get all of you back and find a way to create a new key for the portal we have created but it took me way to long to find the human realm and now we're stuck here again, and it's all my fault." Y/n said as they started to tear up

"nonononononono, wait- don't cry, were gonna find a way to get to the other realm, i mean you already found a way! It's just gonna get faster from here." I said as i hugged them from behind, we stayed like that for a few minutes until a question popped up in my head

"say... How'd you get the titans blood anyway?" "I'd rather not go in to detail." Y/n said as she shivered

"okay? Wanna go to your new temporary home darling?" I said as i stood up and extended my hand

"oh of course my love." They said as they took my hand and we started walking towards Luz's house

"i love you Hunter." They said as they rested their head on my shoulder, still holding my hand

"I love you too y/n." I said as i interlocked our fingers and by doing that resting our hands in a more comfortable position

Well everyone is gonna freak out

Hillow :) finished this! Anyway i don't know what to write in this a/n solo yeah hope you're having a great day/ afternoon/ night

Oh and sent request's/asks!

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[askanallo]

GENUINE QUESTION pls don't laugh, but is it really like, nice? sleeping with someone? i don't mean it really like sex cause i know there's people that genuinely enjoy it BUT i'm talking about sleeping on the same bed and cuddling or like when there's a literal PERSON on your bed everynight????

like, i sometimes have sleepovers with friends and i often take the 'monster-side' instead of the wall to be as apart as possible and my bestie sometimes builds a wall out of a blanket for me, and ever since i was little i would (and still) kick and squirm until my mum or dad or brother or WHOEVER would just let go yk??? i would have the worst nightmare and still refuse to climb my parents bed

it's not that i don't like physical touch, i LOVE it, hugs, simply placing my hand on people's foreheads, hanging from their arms or kisses on the cheek and hands and what not, but i don't know how to translate that fondness into like, sleepy time

and the IDEA of having like a meltdown or the urge to just cry and? there's? someone? there? like get tf up i want to dramatically flop into my covers???

WORSE when i heard that my best friend would sometimes sleep NAKED with SOMEONE like eeee okay miss, what if you pee? I DON'T KNOW i don't pee asleep but i can't stop thinking about it i'm glad she said her new bf starts dressing her back up on her pj's like at least idk

anyways she likes to torture me and say that she loves sleeping with others cause that way she can pee on their beds WHEN SHE DOESN'T DO THAT EITHER but she refuses to explain why people like it to make me confused

i tried it with my family and it ended up in bruises, i tried with her and i ended up migrating to her couch cause i felt crowded, i even tried it with a gf i had when i still thought same attraction to everyone meant bisexual and not aroace and i CRIED and had to leave the room

anyways, i still love my heavy blanket, maybe it's cause the blanket doesn't have a heartbeat or idk taylor swift saying that she watches her lover sleep really makes me do a side eye too like girl turn around, i feel like you're watching ME

so that's my very long question, pls don't laugh, i just want to understand what's so pretty about it cause yeah i'll hug my bestie for hours, but pls if we're going to sleep let's build a bubble around each other

First of all, you are SO RIGHT on the peeing thing. I'd never sleep without shorts/pants on. I'd keep thinking "well what if I shit myself and it's all over the bed" and couldn't relax lmao

Have you ever had like a big plush animal? Once that's like a meter long or something? If hugging it before sleep feels good, now imagine it being warm and with structure inside so you can hug it properly.

It's definitely a personal preference thing, but I don't move around too much at night, so it feels great for me :)

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