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selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs · 9 months

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okay hi, this is kinda a sensitive topic so feel free to deny, jst lmk cuz tumblr eats asks sometimes

I wanna request a self aware!bsd x gn teen!reader. Reader is like 15-16, and has a very bad home life (father is physically & s*xually abusive as well as an addict and mom doesnt care) and uses bsd as an escape and stuff. They see Chuuya and Kouyou as parental figures (not a ship). And reader is like really lifeless/numb but also extremely scared and paranoid

It is not your fault

Self-Aware! Platonic! Chuuya Nakahara x GN! Abused! Reader x Self-Aware! Platonic! Kouyou Ozaki

Description: There are monsters in your house. You want to be saved. From reality no one want help you. Maybe, you can help world in different world.

TW: Non-descriptive SA (psychological (photos, comments, forced looking at nudity) and physical (forced touching)). Mentions, without clarification or NSFW language. Mentions of drugs. Reader think that it's their fault [IT'S NOT AND IT WILL NEVER BE]. The bastard gets what he deserves. Soft protective platonic yandere. English is my second language.

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The school break will end soon, and you have to go to class.

You were reading BSD manga on your phone. When you got the message.

You heard the notification sound. You take a look at the screen.

[1 photo send from Father]

You feel sick. You knew what he sent you. You don't want to look at it.

Another notification.

[Look at it]

[That's what I put into your mother, so she can have you]

[Isn't he looked good?]

[DON'T YOU DARE IGNORE ME!]

You hurry to the school bathroom. You can't let anyone accidentally see, what your father sent you.

You can't ignore him. Or it would be worse.

When you got into the school bathroom, you make sure, that no one see you. You opened the chat with your father and immediately closed your eyes.

It takes you a few moments to close the app without looking at the screen.

There were tears in your eyes.

But when you go back to class, you were emotionless.

From outside, you looked numb and emotionless. But inside you were scared.

Really scared.

But you were hiding your fear.

Because no one cares. Even your own mother.

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"Mom... Dad was sending me photos... Of his... Of his..."

"[Y/N], stop mumbling. Just ignore him."

"Mom... Dad was making comments... About my... hips. He is making me uncomfortable..."

"[Y/N], I told you before. Ignore him."

"Mom, why Dad is walking around home naked? He is..."

"[Y/N], stop whining. Ignore your father..."

"Mom... He touched me... He forced me to touch him... He held my hand and didn't let me go..."

"Mom... He hit me because I called him gross... My hands feel gross and dirty... Mom, please help me!"

"Mom... Why are you ignoring me?"

__________

You hoped, that today he won't touch you.

You won and loose at the same time.

He didn't 'touch' you, but he beat you.

For not looking at his messages the same moment you got them.

Then he was too high on God knows what to touch you or force you to touch him.

You hide in your room.

You use the chair to hold the door down.

Your father is 'satisfied' with touching.

One day he will want more.

You prayed, that this day won't come for the next year. Until you are eighteen and can finally leave this house for good.

Your hands already will be dirty for the rest of your life.

You don't want to be dirty for the rest of your life.

From books, you have read, you learned, that's not your fault.

If only you could believe in these words yourself.

Were you really innocent? Or you did something, that made your father... interested in you?

You curled under the blanket and open your phone. You want to escape. You need to escape.

You opened BSD Mayoi App. You need to look at Chuuya and Kouyou cards.

___________

In BSD world

___________

Chuuya and Kouyou were ruthless. You need them. You were stuck in one house with the monster. Two monsters, because your mother didn't do anything to help you.

Chuuya growled at Ango.

"When the damn thing will be ready?! [Y/N] need us!"

Kouyou's gaze were cold. Golden Demon was hovering above here.

Ango took a step back.

"It still needs two hours to charge. I wish, it can be faster, but we can't do anything for it."

Chuuya turned around and left the room. Soon, everyone heard the sound of the road near the building been destroyed. Chuuya tried to calm down this way, otherwise he would attack someone.

He remembered your words.

"He beat me again. I don't want to be hurt anymore. I don't want to be touched by him... If you were real, would you care enough to help me?"

"I would, [Y/N]. I care enough. I will show him. He will pay."

Kouyou did a better job in holding herself together. But inside she was livid.

"I wish you were there, Kouyou. With you near me, he won't go near me. He won't touch me."

"He won't. Please, [Y/N], wait. It will be over soon."

_________

*BANG*

"How dare you to hold your door with the chair?! Ungrateful brat! STRIP!"

"No! Let me go! I don't want to! It's wrong!"

"Don't go near me! Stay away! Someone, please help me! Mom, please help me!"

"Come on! Open, damn portal! Open!"

And the white light fills the room, right after your father grabbed you by the shirt.

It takes one kick from Chuuya, to make your father fall down on the floor. He can't move, thanks to Chuuya's ability.

Your mother came to your room, trying to see, what was the noise. She saw you, your father been pinned down. And all BSD characters. Before she can shout, Golden Demon's katana was aimed at her throat.

Kouyou was standing before you, hiding you from your father and mother.

You can't believe your eyes. Was it real? Are BSD characters really standing in your room? Are they really protecting you?

You heard Kouyou's voice. She sounds soft.

"[Y/N], dear, sorry for almost letting this vermin do what he was planning to do. But we are here now, we are here to take you out of here. Do you trust us? Will you come with us?"

You nodded. You were certain, that they won't hurt you. It was time. You can finally be free.

"Yes..."

Chuuya looked at you and smiled.

"[Y/N], is it okay if Kouyou and I join you and others later? We need to deal with this man and woman."

You simply nodded and follow after the rest of the Cast. You were leaving the house. You stayed near Kyouka.

When you were gone, Chuuya and Kouyou start their revenge on your 'parents'.

________

You were free.

There is still work to do. You will need professional help.

But now you have people, who love you and respect you.

You have two parental figures in your life. Chuuya and Kouyou respect your privacy. They want you to feel safe.

They will protect you.

Monsters that you lived with, are dead. Your father died with his stomach ripped open and been as thin as a paper sheet. Your mother was torn apart.

Nothing can hurt you anymore. You will be better. You will feel safe.

They are with you.

The most important thing they told you, was this.

You are innocent. And it was never your fault. You are not dirty or disgusting.

It was never your fault.

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just like a spell they can only see you now. In this reading the secret will be revealed to how you bewitched them and make them fall in love with you.

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The moment that decides and creates everything. This reading tells what makes them realized you’re the one for them and that they’re in love with you forever and ever

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I do this. Can you do that? This reading gives a clue on what your role and their role is in the relationship

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Hidden feelings for you. From whom could it be? Let’s see who is secretly having feelings for you and how do they feel about you now.

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you are single and want to manifest some love into your life? let's take a look at what you can do to attract love in order to meet a partner

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16 facts about your [person’s] good and bad qualities

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Do you want to know what’s being kept hidden in them? But don’t tell nobody! This reading tells you about 2 random secrets of your [person]

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Their sexual style, possible kinks & favorite things

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What is your power to wrap them around your finger that easily? This reading talks about your sexual power

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Can’t look away. There is a reason for that. Here you’ll know what your sexual appeal is like and how it's perceived by those around you

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Sweet or sour? What does it feel like to have s*x with you

𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 - 𝟏𝟓€

nsfw reading about what they love about you. This can range from your characteristics, skills, appearance to a combination of how you make them feel and what they feel about you sexually.

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Obsessed with you! What turns them on & what drives them crazy about you? Here’s the answer.

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We’re all lead by our senses. Touch is one way to open the gate of feelings. This reading tells what do they feel when they touch you & how do you feel when you touch them.

𝐓𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐤𝐲 - 𝟏𝟓€

"It’s the feeling when your hands running down my body". This reading gives a look at your intimacy with each other. How does your sexual dynamic work together?

𝐋𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - 𝟕€

It’s getting hot in here! This reading shows your sexual chemistry with each other

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 - 𝟖€

Can I show you how it’s supposed to feel? This reading shows how they like to make love with you

𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 - 𝟔€

Lust or love? Here are 20 sexy love messages from your [person]

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𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫 - 𝟔€

Ever wondered what type of career you can or should do? Let’s take a look at your skills and abilities to see what type of career would suit you best.

𝐌𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 - 𝟗€

You know what you want to do but still have doubts about it? I got you. This reading gives a look on what skills will be required of you in your career & what steps you must take in order to achieve this career.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 - 𝟓€

Busy days, busy nights. A look at your current energy in your job and work. What needs improvement?

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｡ ⟡ 𝑺𝒆𝒍𝒇-𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ｡ ⟡

𝐄𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝 - 𝟓 €

Did you realize how we always search for love in everyone and everything other than us? Why not give love to yourself? You’re the cause of your existence. The cause of all. A message to yourself in a loving, most sincere and beautiful way. This is a love letter to yourself.

𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐚'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝟕€

A remedy for all ills; cure-all. A solution for all difficulties. Self love is the best thing in the world and the answer to everything. Do you want to know how? This reading will show you ways to love yourself more.

𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐚’𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐱𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 • 𝐢𝐧-𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡) - 𝟏𝟓€

Take a look at what makes you happy and how to open your heart and promotes feelings of unconditional love, compassion, forgiveness, peace, balance and harmony.

𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 - 𝟔€

Life is beautiful in many ways. We just don’t see it because we’re so focused on the negative things that makes our life only harder. This reading shows how and in what aspect you are blessed with in your life.

𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐞 - 𝟓€

It’s your vibe but how do I explain this? This reading tells you what your energy is like

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝟔€

Cold, hot, warm? This reading points out how you come across to others at first meeting

𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 - 𝟓€

Those eyes that can kill or melt one’s heart. This reading tells what people think when they look in your eyes

𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐰 - 𝟏𝟓€

A take on how you see yourself vs how others see you + a bonus of how you would describe yourself in your own words vs how others would describe you from their pov

𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 - 𝟕€

A look at some of your unique traits and qualities to know why you should and can be proud of them

𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮! - 𝟔€

Do you know that we’re actually the one who’s constantly judging ourselves and not others? This reading gives a view on why you shouldn’t be insecure

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - 𝟕€

Ever thought of why people admire you? This will give the answer to what’s so special about you that others look up to.

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 - 𝟏��€

What is the (secret) power that you hold and how to channel it + your hidden talents

𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 - 𝟓€

What do you keep to yourself? This reading shows what people find mysterious about you

𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐜𝐚𝐭 - 𝟓€

Trendsetter. Not everyone can be and do that. This reading tells you what others copy from you

𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 - 𝟕€

How do you look? This reading describes what type of beauty you have

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 - 𝟕€

Star quality but do you know what makes it? This reading tells you just what makes you a star

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫 - 𝟕€

What distorted picture do you have of yourself?

𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡- 𝟓€

Ever wondered why some people react strongly to you? This reading gives you the reason to why and in what way you trigger others

𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞 - 𝟓€

Do you want to know how you are perceived online? This reading will tell how you are viewed online

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - 𝟖€

So beautiful inside and outside. A reading that tells what makes you beautiful in general and in the eyes of other people

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 - 𝟓€

We’re not perfect. This reading reveals both your strengths and weaknessess

𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 - 𝟏𝟎€

Beauty exists in us even if it’s not the perfect image of what we think or even if it’s not visible to our eyes yet. This reading gives ways to how you can enhance your beauty even more. This will include physical, emotional and personality characteristics.

𝐌𝐞, 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 - 𝟕€

How are you feeling? Do you also sometimes feel like you don’t know what you’re feeling and how confusing it all is but at the same time all feels empty? It’s because you don’t have a clue or know the answer to yourself. This reading provides a look at your current energy and how to improve it for better.

𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 - 𝟔 €

Peace of mind is the essential part for human to function well and prevent health issues to take a toll on us so this reading lets you figure out what’s stressing you and what you can focus on right now to ease and release that stress.

𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 & 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝟏𝟎€

We’ve been though a lot. This is all we need, don’t you think? This reading shows where you are on the path to healing and what’s still left to heal.

𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 - 𝟏𝟓€

What does your soul tell you? This reading shows ways that you're healing and suggest more ways for you to heal your soul.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 - 𝟖€

We are all energy living in this universe and experiencing life but you know what keeps us alive… is our soul. This reading shows you how to nurture your soul to experience life whole-fully.

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝟗€

You said you don’t wanna be sad anymore so what are the things that you can do to be happier and focus on your growth? You can find that out in this option.

𝐌𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 - 𝟏𝟓€

Have you ever thought about what’s the only thing that would and can last forever if we were gone? It’s love. Here you might find the light that will guide you back to your capacity to give love.

𝐒𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 - 𝟗€

"I want to be me but better!". This reading helps you to know how to and find ways for you to evolve into a better version of yourself.

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐦𝐞! - 𝟖€

Like a different person! This reading provides a look at your old version vs your best version. What has changed?

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 - 𝟏𝟎€

Hidden in you. Is it fulfilled? A look at your inner child. How does it look like and what are the things that your inner child is missing and craving from you?

𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 - 𝟏𝟐€

We sometimes forget or even don’t see how far we’ve come. It’s time to celebrate yourself. In this reading you’ll be reminded of your achievements, growth, transformation and development so far.

𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐞 - 𝟑𝟎€

The purpose to your existence. This reading gives you an insight to what your soul mission is in this lifetime

𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝟏𝟓€

Some of the lessons you need to learn

𝐎𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 - 𝟐𝟎€

This reading provides a look at how you can find your way to your purpose

𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 - 𝟓€

The feeling of the unknown. This reading might give a clue on what secrets are being kept from you

𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐞 - 𝟓€

Danger and ill intentions are lurking around the corner. This reading advices you on what you should keep hidden from others

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 𝟓€

"Can’t bring myself to say it but in case you forget…". This reading tells you what people wish they could say to you

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☾. 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ☾.

𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 - 𝟕€

This reading shows what miracles and blessing the universe has for you and will bring you

𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 - 𝟗€

This reading will tell what wish of yours might come into fruition and what to do to make it happen

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 - 𝟏𝟏€

This reading looks up on which spirit guide(s) has visited you and will pass you their messages

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐬 - 𝟕€

Comforting messages and advices from your higher self

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✼ 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕 ✼

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝟔€

What does this [month] has in store for you including what is coming towards you and what you can do to make the best out of it

𝐃𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 - 𝟕€

How would your life look like in the next few months and what are you attracting at the moment?

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ㅤஂ 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔ㅤஂ

[customizable: pls specify preferred person]

𝐲𝐞𝐬/𝐧𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝟏€ 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 (Note that your question shouldn’t be topics that I don’t do)

𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤 - 𝟏𝟒€

Vibe; aesthetic of your [person]/ your relationship with them/ your dream life/ your dream career/ aesthetic; style based on your energy

𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 - 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝟑€

𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝟏𝟎€

do you need a quick answer? choose this option and receive your answer within 48h (Your question should not fit the description of another reading option. Note that your question shouldn’t be topics that I don’t do)

𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 - 𝟕€

do you want a reading but want it to be your own question? You can! (Your question should not fit the description of another reading option. Note that your question shouldn’t be topics that I don’t do)

"𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬" 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐱𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝟏𝟓€

This reading consists of your own three questions related to anything (Your question should not fit the description of another reading option. Note that your question shouldn’t be topics that I don’t do)

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 - 𝟓€

This reading tells you what you need to hear right now.

𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 - 𝟑€

30 Keywords hinting at what you’re attracting at the moment

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝟑€

Random messages related to your love life telling how it’ll look like in the next few months

𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐫 - 𝟒€

short honest messages to how to open a new chapter in your life and what you need to leave behind to start a new cycle

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 - 𝟒€

30 Keywords about what your life might look like in 5 years

𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 - 𝟒€

short letter from your inner child that shows what your younger self thinks about you now

𝐌𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐡é𝐫𝐢𝐞 - 𝟒€

Message from your future self

𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝟒€

some sweet hidden thoughts from your person. Messages that their soul keeps vibrating towards you.

𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 - 𝟑€

What’s their taste? Here are 5 random things your [person] likes & dislike about

𝐖𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠? - 𝟑€

Random messages for you. It could be anything and from anyone

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐖 𝐢𝐧 [𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫] - 𝟓€

This reading tells about your breakthrough

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From Best Friends To Lovers

Garreth Weasley x Reader

I’m also taking requests for Sebastian and Garreth so I can get more into writing. So feel free to send me some requests :)

Based on this request: Flirty Garreth trying to get the MC’s attention and him hinting that he likes them. But MC thinks that it’s just his dorky self. Because he’s just clumsy! He even went as far as mentioning Amortentia, hoping it would perk up their attention. Garreth and MC are best friends, but he always tries to hide away to cover his blushing face whenever he tries to flirt, or there’s any kind of physical affection. Until he finally gets what he has been trying so hard to do. And things get a little heated.

Warnings: Fluff and Smut. Characters are aged up.

Thank you for requesting this! I absolutely love Garreth! Your message made me super happy and I’m glad you enjoyed my last one. I’m still super nervous I’m not very good. But I really appreciate your message, I tried my best, and it may have gone in a bit of a different direction. I also hope you are doing well 🥹

Also @thedarkjotun I can finally tag you 🥰 I’ll tag you in any others I do!

You were sat in the library, head buried in between a book you had been studying for hours. Garreth had told you about a new potion he wanted to try, he wouldn’t tell you exactly what it was, but he needed your help with the ingredients.

Of course, he himself had accompanied you. He was always by your side. You two were always seen together, always paired up in the classes you shared, always sat near each other in the Great Hall. As you were both in the same house, he would always walk with you back to the dorm. He would leave you little notes, telling you what he has found, if he found something you like, or something new he wanted you both to try.

Over the past years of your time at Hogwarts, you and Garreth had become relatively close to one another. You would consider him as your best friend. You piqued his interest from the moment you shared the same level of excitement in potions as him. He had started to develop feelings for you, and quickly became attached to you. You were kind, funny, smart and beautiful.

Garreth was sat beside you, finding any way he possibly can to entertain himself whilst you were trying to find out more about the type of ingredients he needed for this mysterious concoction. Throwing you little notes, poking at you, making stupid flirtatious jokes was his way of trying to express his true feelings towards you. But in your mind, this was just Garreth being the dork he is.

“Are you sure you’re not tired?… Because you’ve been running through my mind all day.” He was terrible at this. It landed him a smack across the head with the book you were currently reading.

“Garreth, tell me why you would need Castor Oil and Gurdyroot? From what I’ve read about them, they’re used for love potions and stamina? Mind telling me the thought behind this?” You asked, eyebrows furrowed, as you were curious as to why he would possibly need them. There was also another ingredient, but that one you couldn’t find. Little did you know, it was a simple craving ingredient. Which would have the drinker taste of what they craved the most.

“Ah, can’t be telling you all my secrets now can I, Y/N? Garreth replied, a small smirk forming on his face, sending you a wink.

He had been trying for months, perhaps longer, trying to get your attention with things. Whether it was just simply getting your favourite sweets from Honeydukes. Giving you his robes if you were caught out in the rain. But you never took it as anything other than friendship.

It was getting late, the two of you had been in the library for what seemed like hours. There was a now comfortable silence between the two of you, you could feel your eyes getting heavier by the minute. Garreth took notice of this, he took the book from your hand, his hand ever so slightly brushing against yours. He quickly turned away to put the books back, trying his best to hide the embarrassment. His face turning as red as a tomato from the feel of your skin on his.

Garreth couldn’t sleep that night. He was wide awake, staring at the ceiling, thinking of you, thinking of your smile, your laugh, how beautiful you were. The man was in love, and you still hadn’t noticed. He has never felt this feeling before. Never been in love. Never been with someone. Before you came, he was alone. Yes he was popular, but more in a way where, he was only needed for laughs. You made him feel like he was wanted. He enjoyed your company, he loved how you had taken an interest in what he likes doing. He had to do something, anything that would indicate that he liked you.

The two of you made your way to the Great Hall for breakfast, he knew what you loved to eat, so he quickly filled your own plate up before his. A small smile forming on your face, it made his heart melt. He went to pour you some orange juice, but the thoughts in his head made him lose concentration on what he was doing-

“Garreth!” You spurted out, breaking out into a laughter that filled his ears and turned his attention to you and what he had done.

He had poured it all over you, your blouse was soaked and turning see through, your legs were left feeling sticky. The shock forming on his face, eyes wide open, realising what he has done, “Y/N, I am so sorry!”

Garreth was always, and had always been clumsy. He was always messing something up, blowing up his experimental potions, spilling stuff everywhere, setting off some kind of explosion. He always made a fool of himself, but you were never angry at him like most other students.

He noticed how see through your blouse was getting, and noticed you had nothing else to wear over it. He quickly removed his sweater and handed it to you. All whilst being careful and trying to hide the growth that was starting to appear in his pants.

He couldn’t help but stare at you wearing his clothes. You looked so cute, so perfect. A grin moulding onto his face, he quietly whispered in your ear, “It looks good on you.”

You returned the smile, “You’re just saying that” you gently gave him a slap on the arm, not understanding that he was generally complimenting you.

“No, you really do look good in my things.” He replied, taking your hand in his, he had to quickly turn away. The red-headed’s face was beginning to tinge that familiar rose colour he had become so accustomed to. Garreth felt like his heart was going to explode, was he really holding your hand under the table? Are you finally starting to take his hints?

You both had a free period, and what better way to spend it then brewing up some kind of potions, which you had no idea what they were, or what would happen. Of course, it was Garreth’s idea. You had shown him your Room Of Requirement back at the end of fifth year, so you two always had privacy. It was a haven for him, so many potion tables plotted about.

An explosion had begun to erupt, sparks flying everywhere around the room, foam and froth started pouring out of the cauldron, uncontrollably. You both had no idea what to do, but just stared at each other. Then all of a sudden, you were both covered in whatever was just in that pot. Smelling of ginger and oranges. You both just broke down in a complete fit of laughter.

“Well…. That went well.” You spoke up, completely baffled by what just happened.

“It went better than I expected!” He replied back.

“What was it you were expecting?”

“A fire, that’s what usually happens.” His reply made you giggle.

He always felt a sense of happiness knowing that he was the one to hear you giggle and laugh. It made his heart beat faster, and without thinking, he started to wipe you down, free of all the foam and froth that had covered you.

Garreth had always been a big flirt with you, but to his end, it never seemed to work. Was he just not very good at it? He was always complimenting you, at one point he straight up told you how beautiful you looked one night.

You couldn’t sleep, so you walked down into the common room, your hair dangling down, night robe on. You made your way to the fireplace to keep warm, and opted for reading a love story you had found. Garreth was also awake, quietly sat in another corner of the room, reading about Amortenia. He looked up and gazed at you, watching you silently, admiring how you looked. But you didn’t acknowledge he was there. Until he accidentally made a noise. He froze in place, you were staring straight at him, slightly embarrassed that he saw you like this.

“Oh! Garreth! I-I didn’t know you were there, what are you doing?” You said, trying to cover yourself up, as your nightrobe was a bit revealing and short.

He didn’t know what to say. He was taken back, he just glared right through you. Never taking his eyes off you.

You shifted in your seat, trying to look away and avoid this intense situation. “Garreth-“

“You look beautiful.” Is all he could say. His gaze was soon cut off by a pillow flying into his face. Now he had a reason to hide behind it. What did he just do? Had he ruined anything you had by telling you that? Why did he feel so shy whenever he made any kind of flirtatious interaction with you?

You made your way over to him, leaning over to see what he was reading.

“A love potion? Garreth! I didn’t take you as a romantic person.”

“I can be, with the right person.” He sent you a playful wink, then hiding back behind his book as a blush was appearing over his face, his ears beginning to heat up.

“I was wondering about it actually, to satisfy your curiosity, little miss nosey.” He peaked up, shoving a finger into your cheek.

You scooted your way next to him, resting your head on his shoulder, his body radiating heat onto you.

“What’s got you wondering about it? I heard it creates an obsession with whoever drinks it, and that each smell is different to what attracts you.”

“Correct.” He shyly responded, “It made me curious as to what I would smell, would it be what I really desired and desperately want?”

His face was mere inches away from yours, and you could feel his eyes melting into yours.

You both felt nervous, but in your mind, that was normal for Garreth. He was just playful. But to Garreth, it was more than the friendship you had cherished. All he wanted to do was lean into you, pull you close to him, feel your lips on his. But every time, he would shy away. Him being the idiot he was, instead of just telling you how he felt, he just pulled out the worst thing he could think of. “This might be cheesy, but you’re grate.”

He instantly recoiled, feeling ridiculous. But to his surprise, you let out a laugh, hitting him with another pillow to the face. “You’re absurd Garreth” your hands suddenly touching his face. You could feel his face heating up from your touch. He began leaning in to your touch, eyes closed. You moved your hands to his sides, he was extremely ticklish. You had him rolling around on the couch, and the pair of you fell to the floor, breaking out in laugher.

A moment of silence passed, and he was quick to see the position you were in. Lying trapped under his grip, his hands around your wrists. His face turned as red as his hair.

“Oh! Y/N, I am so sorry!!” He rushed to get himself up off you, not wanting to cause anymore embarrassment. He held his hand out for you to grab and get back on your feet.

You took his hand in yours, it was sweaty to grip, which suddenly made you topple back to the ground. But before your body could hit the cold floor, his hands were around your waist, and he pulled you back to your feet.

You tugged him into an embrace. Throwing your hands around his neck, his hands pulling you closer to him. He rested his head on your shoulder, letting out a sign. I guess this was the closest he would get to you.

You freed yourself from him and his grip, planting a kiss to his cheek, “Goodnight, Garreth Weasley.” You said to him, with a slight flirt to your tone.

His thoughts on that night were interrupted by the feel of bubbles being thrown into his face. He had completely forgot that he was currently with you, brewing failed potions. Now was his time, he wanted to kiss you.

You were so close to him in this moment. He took his chance. He grabbed your face, planted his lips on yours, but he swiftly pulled away. “That was stupid of me, I don’t know why I did that. We’re friends. I shouldn’t of assu-“

He was immediately cut off, by you throwing your arms around his neck, kissing him again, but only this time, deeper, more intense. He pulled you closer to him, holding you tight. Slipping one of his hands through your hair, one kept on your waist. He had waited years for this, he never wanted to let you go. He began to push his tongue into your mouth, your own licking around his, sending twisting motions as you both flicked around each other’s mouth.

You gently pulled back and broke his kiss. He was a worried mess. Did he push you away? We’re you going to tell him how wrong it felt?

You felt a tingly sensation roaming through you. You never realised before just how attractive he really was. His curly ginger locks, falling over his face. His green emerald eyes, you now found them stunning. It all came to you. All those times he had given you his clothes and let you keep them for the night. You remembered how they would always smell of him, and how you always kept them close to you. He had feelings for you. And only now, have you come to senses that everything he did, was to get your attention.

“Garreth, I never knew”

He let out a low laugh, “I thought I tried enough to show you, but obviously I wasn’t very good at showing it.” He sounded let down.

You took his hands in yours, intertwining your fingers with each other, and led him over to one of the couches you had conjured in the past. “Tell me everything. I want to know.”

He gently tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. “You’re beautiful Y/N. I’ve waited so long for you to notice, and I would of carried on waiting however long it would of took. I have wanted this for so long.” His hand reaches for your face, cupping your cheek.

“So that’s why you were reading about Amortenia.” Sending a playful smile his way.

Garreth returning the playful exchange with a seductive wink, “I could of used it on you, made you as obsessed with me as I am with you.”

You sent a playful smack his way. Once again pulling his body to yours and crashing your lips on his. He desperately increased the kiss, hungrily moving against you. You pulling at his robes. He pushed you back against the couch, tossing his body over yours. This time, not afraid to hide how he feels. He kisses you again, with so much love, it was sweet and gentle. He was compassionate, he wanted this to be right. Not rushed. He wanted to take his time. Make sure it felt right.

He moved his lips to your neck, your hands gripping into his curls. He could feel himself getting hard, just the touch of you on him sent him wild. He went back and fourth from your lips, to your jaw, your neck. Each time you let out a small moan. Your hands moved from his hair, to the back of his neck, pulling his body closer to you, closing the gap between you. He completely melted at the touch of you.

His free hand gracefully starting to make its way over your body, shyly making its way under your blouse, caressing every part of you. Moans becoming gradually louder and more frequent from your mouth, straight into his ear. It overwhelmed him, he was sweating out in nerves.

Your bodies heavily pressed together, moving against one another in a rhythm, one of his legs pressed tight in between your thighs. Which meant you could grind your hips around him. Your free hand roamed and explored his body, feeling his tense chest through his clothes. Your hands lowered and lingered around the bulge of his pants. Slowly starting to stroke it, waiting for his response.

He sank his head into the crook of your neck, letting out moans from your touch right into your ear. Your hand carrying on, slowly stroking the base of him, trying to remove his belt. He swiftly lifted himself up, looking you directly in your eyes.

“I-I’ve never done this before..” He admitted, feeling embarrassed that this was his first time.

“Don’t worry Garreth. Me too. But I want you.” You whispered into his ear.

“I want you too sweetheart. I really do.”

And that was all he needed to hear. His nerves slowly fading away. Removing your clothes, then removing his own. He was left stunned, looking down at you, taking in the view left under him.

Both of you exploring each other bodies, hands roaming over places he had only dreamed of before. Feeling every inch of each other’s skin. He wanted more. It wasn’t enough. Both of you were screaming for more.

He placed himself between your legs, right at your entrance and gently pushed himself into you. A sweet moan escaping your mouth, a sign of pleasure that he seemed to enjoy.

He took his time, gradually and slowly inserting his full self into you.

Once fully in, Garreth breathed straight into your neck. He started to thrust more and more, it was sloppy and clumsy. But it didn’t matter, you both had never done this before. You wanted him to enjoy it, and it was a celestial feeling. Each hit sent you into a sensation you both had never felt before. It had you arching your back, breathing heavily.

He started to pound faster, more rough, quickening up his pace as you could feel a tension flowing throughout your body. A wave of pleasure and emotion rushing over both of your bodies. Both of you shaking with pleasure and excitement. Sweat pouring from his curly red hair, dripping onto your face. He pulled out, catching his breathe as he pulled you back into his arms. One hand running through your hair, the other rubbing circles onto your back. You rested your head on his chest, feeling how fast his heart was beating.

Garreth kissed your forehead, never wanting to let go of you. He finally had you. And things were about to change between the two of you.

#garreth weasley #garreth weasley x reader #garreth weasley x imagine #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy imagine #hogwarts legacy x reader

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multi-fandom-imagine · 2 years

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I realize this is a touchy subject (feel free to ignore this request if you don't feel comfortable writing about it) but I want to request a piece in which the reader has been sexually assaulted.

I, unfortunately, experienced this myself and I am well on my way in my healing process, which makes it easy for me to talk about it. I am currently in a healthy relationship but due to traumas I haven't had sex in months. my fear was triggered when my lovely boyfriend got a bit too pushy in the bedroom.

I know that sex was a must for most men back then. but can you write a little bit about how Anthony would react if he finds out that the reason behind the readers' reluctance is because of trauma related to her past with sexual assault?

I am asking you this because you are a wonderful writer and your writings bring me comfort. sending you lots of love -y

A/n: please do not apologize, I will be happy to write this for you. That means a lot knowing my work helps you and I am so sorry that you ever had to go through something like that.

If you ever need to vent, I am here!

Warnings: Mentions of SA { will tag the proper triggers }

Anthony loved you, more than anything. The moment he laid his eyes upon you he found himself drawn to you. You were far different than any woman he’s met though on your wedding night you refused him. He couldn’t understand why? Did he do something wrong. When he kissed you, you seemed fine yet when he slid his hand under your dress you tensed, a whimper escaping your lips, a tear sliding down your cheek.

He could not act on his desires, how could he when you were so afraid. Instead he held you close, your fingers clutching his shirt tightly. His hand rubbing your back gently until you fell asleep. Maybe he should ask his mother about it? She just know what troubles you so.

Violet frowned shaking her head, she placed her hand upon her husbands shoulders. “It is not my place to tell you Anthony. You need to ask her yourself but she says nothing then you need to accept it and give her time.”

That confused Anthony even more so when he went to ask you, he watched your form shrink even more. Seeing look like a skittish mouse broke his heart. He did not want you to be afraid of him. That was the last thing he wanted. “Y/n…talk to me…please….as your husband it is my job to protect you.” Sitting next to you he grasped your hand gently. “Please.” He whispered.

“I am afraid you will no longer love me Anthony.”

Placing his hand on your cheek, you tensed then slowly relaxed into his touch. “That is impossible, I could never stop loving you.”

Biting your lip you gave him a weak smile, swallowing the lump in your throat you started to explain to him what happened to you before you met Anthony. You told him about the man who tried to court you. Your refusal and how angry he got, you told him what he did to you. You sobbed as he pulled you into his arms, his hand messaging your back as he placed tentative kiss to your head.

He could feel anger course through his veins, he wanted to find that man. He wanted to find and Jill him for putting you through that pain. But this was not about him, this was about you. This will always be about helping you and he would do anything to make you comfortable.

“I am here for you Y/n. I will always be by your side, nothing will change that, nothing will change my love for you…know matter how long it may take I will be here.”

Sniffling, you let out another sob giving him a weak smile as you felt Anthony brush your tears away, shaking your head your pressed you face into his chest as he continued to pet your head.

“Thank you.”

“You have nothing to thank me for my dear….now get some rest.” He shifted his body so you were more comfortable, your head now resting on his chest clinging to him. “I will be here when you wake up.”

#triggering content #tw: sa #tw: r*pe #r*pe tw #anthony bridgerton imagine #anthony bridegerton #anthony bridgerton x you #anthony bridgerton x reader #bridgerton x reader #bridgerton x you #Bridgerton #bridgerton imagines #Bridgerton imagine

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arcanegifs · 11 months

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Hi! I was wondering how you get such high quality gifs? Do you have Topaz or maybe sharpen in Premiere/After Effects? I’m new to making gifs; I’ve been exporting 1080p clips from Final Cut and recoloring + turning into gifs in Photoshop at the 540p width for tumblr. The results are passable but nowhere near the quality you’re producing. Even exporting 1080p gifs for Reddit, while lovely, don’t compare. Yours must be 4k or even 8k. If you don’t mind sharing, I’d love to know your process!

Hi! Gosh, really, thank you for the kind words ♡ That means a lot!

I don't do anything special with mine, I just use the same files that are in 1080p. I do have an upscaler but that can only upscale any photo to x4 the size. I think I can probably upscale gifs, but I'd have to manually upscale every frame and then make the gif in Photoshop, but ngl.... I'm a lazy gifmaker hahahaha.

My sharpening process is very simple. I only use Photoshop in making gifs. I've pretty much used this process in all types of media/fandoms (Anime, dramas, tv shows, kpop, etc.) Feel free to experiment on your style as it varies with everyone else. You can find the full tutorial under the cut.

Edit: Maybe I shouldn't have used such a dark gif as an example hahahaha oops

I use the timeline method in Photoshop to make my gifs. Here is a tutorial that's a bit similar to how I make gifs. For Arcane, the frame speed I use is either 0.04 or 0.05.

I've based my sharpening process on a tumblr tutorial years ago by another blogger but I can't seem to find their blog post :(((( if anyone knows it, please let me know!

My sharpening process are as follows:

First, I duplicate the base gif in photoshop

So now, I have 2 copies of the gif. Then, I'll be sharpening the duplicate layer, so go to Filter -> Sharpen -> Smart Sharpen

Here are the settings I use to sharpen gifs:

Click okay, then you will see this under your layers

Some people stop there and then color their gifs, but I prefer to add another layer of Gaussian Blur to make the gif less noisy.

Here are my gaussian blue settings:

Click okay, then your duplicated layer will look like this:

Next, make your layer opacity to 80%.

Then, double click the right adjust icon on the gaussian blur settings

Set the opacity to 20%, but you can adjust as needed.

And you're done sharpening the gif! You can color and add PSDs to it right after. As always, dark scenes are going to be difficult to sharpen and color, so try to experiment and tinker around.

Hope this helps! If you have any questions, feel free to send an ask/message!

#answered #littlewildbouquet #maybe i shouldnt have used such a dark scene sdkfjskfsf oops #ofc im gonna use caitvi as an example tho LMAOOOOOO #tutorial

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ave09 · 10 months

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Ooh I have an angsty request for Han! Fem!Reader is Han’s wife (he took her last name when they married but uses his bachelor name -yep, that’s the make equivalent of a maiden name- for his snuggling work) and friends with Leia; both Leia and Reader go on the mission to Alderaan but they are in separate cells during Leia’s rescue and there’s no time to go back. Reader ends up dying on the Death Star. Han doesn’t know his wife went with Leia on the mission and is now dead until after the Death Star has been destroyed. (If this is too angsty, feel free to lighten it up and have Reader somehow escape.)

y’all need to start sending me more angst, i had so much fun with this

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han solo x wife!reader

the last thing han solo wanted to do was go on an elaborate rescue mission.

and yet here he is was. clad in stormtrooper armor, he felt out of his skin. what would you think if you saw him like this?

oh, you, his lovely wife.

never in a million years did han think he’d ever find someone to put up with his stubborn ass, and then you came and turned his life upside down.

the moment he saw you strut into that cantina, he knew he was a goner. now, it was a very strange affair, considering it usual took han about a hundred business days to realize he had feelings for someone, and then another hundred business days to decide if he should make a move.

but you asked first, finding the usually smooth cocky pilot who kept stumbling over his words adorable, and the relationship was set into motions.

a year and a half later, he’d married you-taking your last name of course, although he’d continue to use ‘solo’ during jobs in order to not blow his cover.

but as his thoughts drifted to you, he wondered where you were now. tatooine was only temporary, and you despised the sandy place, which is why you’d take jobs anytime you could.

han really didn’t know what it was that you did… all he knew what that it was important and top secret. normally you’d send him a message, letting him know where you were (if you were allowed to say something about it) or when you’d be returning home.

two days, nothing.

he tried not to worry. you were strong, he knew you could take care of yourself. but, you were his wife, he couldn’t help but worry a little bit.

“this isn’t gonna work.” han glanced over at the young man who went by the name luke skywalker, who was currently trying to cuff han’s friend chewbacca.

the man shook his head lightly, the bulky helmet obscuring his vision, “i told you it wouldn’t.”

“well do you have any other ideas?” luke muttered. han shrugged, “nope. this is all you, kid.”

it wasn’t him who wanted to be sucked into the madness of rescuing this princess. he was all in for the money, he needed to pay jabba what he owed, and then he was free to take you wherever you wanted to go in the galaxy.

only the best for his girl.

— — — —

“i can’t believe ben’s gone.” luke murmured sadly.

somehow, someway, they’d done it, and with only one causality. in han’s book, that was a win.

of course, losing kenobi would be upsetting for luke, but han frankly didn’t have a care, hey, at least it wasn’t him.

he didn’t have time to think about people whom he barely knew, for you were the only thing occupying his mind.

han was sure that you’d have sent him a message by now, and yet there was nothing.

he was now worried beyond compare. never had you gone this long without making contact.

he tensed as he felt a hand on his shoulder, he turned his head lightly, taking notice of princess leia organa, a woman who reminded him far too much of his wife with her stubborn ways, “are you alright there, captain?” she asked softly, concern lacing her tone.

she seemed to have sensed that something was off, but han, hardly knowing this woman, refused to show it.

“i’m great, princess, thanks for asking.”

but that was a lie, an absolute lie. han solo has hardly ever been shaken, but now he was.

and it terrified him.

as princess leia left the cockpit, chewie let out a soft growl, “i’m sure she’s alright.” han swallowed harshly, “i wanna believe you pal, but my guts tellin’ me that something’s wrong.”

— — — —

“are you really leaving?”

han nodded, “i’ve gotta head back, i have to pay jabba soon or i’ll be a dead man.”

i have to find my wife.

luke frowned, “we could really use you out there.” han shook his head, “you don’t need me kid, you’re a pilot.”

“well.. i guess this is goodbye then.”

“may the force be with you.”

he and chewie bid luke goodbye and set out. but as he headed toward the falcon, he heard someone call after him, “captain!”

he turned, seeing leia running towards him. “hey princess.” he greeted, the woman now stood before him, face tinged with pink.

“leaving so soon?” the man nodded, “i’m afraid so. i have some business to attend too.” leia smiled softly, “well, i thank you for all you’ve done captain..” she trailed off, and it suddenly became clear that they’d yet to be introduced.

“solo. han solo.”

leia’s face paled.

“solo?” han nodded slowly, “yeah… well, technically it’s (last name) but i still use solo on occasion.”

leia seemed distressed. “(last name)” she spoke breathlessly, as though she… as though she knew that name.

han furrowed his brows, “wait-wait-do you know my wife?” leia nodded.

a wave of relief washed over the man, “have you seen her recently? i��m guessing her top secret job is working for your cause, and i haven’t heard from her in a while.”

the brunette gazed at the man, a sad look in her eye.

“you might want to sit down.” she whispered, gesturing to the platform near the falcon. cautiously, han sat, leia beside him.

“so.. so what is it?” han asked, his voice soft. leia pursed her lips, hesitating before speaking, “your wife, she accompanied me for my mission, and was taken to the death star with me.”

han was seized by worry.

“and..?”

he watched as leia’s eyes became glossy, she reached for his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“i’m so sorry, han.” she whispered, “but she’s gone.”

the man’s heart dropped.

no-shattered.

“what?” no. this couldn’t be true. it’s impossible.

“she fought til the end, but, vader was too strong.” tears stung the man’s eyes. he didn’t understand. “what? she-she-what?”

he couldn’t understand it. this couldn’t have happened. he watched as leia reached into the pocket of her dress, retrieving something.

she glanced at her closed fist sadly, extending it forward. han held out his hand, feeling a cool metal object drop into his palm.

despite his best efforts, a single tear slipped down his cheek. there in his hand laid your wedding ring. he’d forged it himself out of scrap metal from the falcon.

“her dying wish was to give this to a man named han solo.”

dying wish.

dying.

dead.

you were dead.

he rose abruptly, catching leia off guard. “han-“

“vader did this?” he was angry, furious. leia nodded slowly. han turned on his heel, storming away.

“wait! where are you going?” the woman called.

his reply was made of pure venom, “to get that son of a bitch who killed my wife.”

— — — —

from that day on, han solo wore that ring on a chain around his neck. keeping you and your memory near his heart for all eternity.

#harrison ford x reader #harrison ford #harrison ford movies #han solo #young harrison ford #star wars #han solo x reader #han solo fanfic #han solo imagine #han x reader #princess leia #leia organa #luke skywalker #chewbacca #original trilogy #sad #a new hope

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mental-mario · 5 months

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Sibling Rivalry, Favoritism, and Multiplayer

Hey all, it's been an upsetting week for me, not gonna lie. I'm gonna skip the spiel and just get into it, so I'll just say that if you can relate then please Like and Follow and be sure to tip your struggling blogger. Also I'm lonely and need friends, so send me a request on Switch and message me on here as well! My mental issues make it difficult for me to sustain friendships, but I'd love a pen pal or 10k of them!

I'll be opening up more about things as I get more comfortable with this whole self-awareness and vulnerability thing, so subscribe and bear with me, but let's just say for now as a quick background that my mother is a narcissist, my dad is the flying monkey, my brother is the golden boy, and he married a conniving narcissist as well, so as to continue the cycle of abuse to his two kids. I am the damaged scapegoat who is trying to navigate away to healthier dynamics for my spouse and kids. I'm currently no-contact with my brother and his family as well as my mother and any relatives whatsoever. I do meet up with my dad occasionally for pancakes, but it is very much about sticking heads in the sand and pretending like we aren't estranged. I was no-contact with him as well until my wife informed him I was in the psych ward a couple months ago. I'm willing to answer questions as we go...

Anyway, he recently sent me $500 since I finally got up the nerve to put my pride and ego aside and outright ask him for help; something that has been instilled as a big source of shame for me to ever do because my mom especially would verbally berate me about how incompetent I am and how I would die alone and unwanted. Anyways, I digress, you may be asking what I would have to complain about? While I am thankful for any help I can get, let's just say $500 is chump change when it comes to my parents. They have money that I have been long since cut off from but that my brother and his family still very much access unabashedly, at the age of 32. I am 38. Also important to note is that he works a lucrative career where he has been able to make similar or better money as me over the past decade. The difference has been that my wife and I have been smart and careful with our money, while they have spent it recklessly. I always tend to leave out background details inadvertently, so I'm trying to recall as much as I can so as to not sound like unjustified soured grapes.

After years of no contact, our wives started communicating again, and it eventually got to where they decided to move to the south where we had relocated, originally in order to get away from them all. I wasn't thrilled about this, but I didn't want to deny my wife a chance at a friendship. My brother was reluctant to move here too, for reasons that I will get into someday as I work up the nerve to do so. My mom said I should take that said reason to the grave, but I'm not going to do that. They lived in an apartment for 6 months while making excellent money, by most people's standards, but they then exited out of the lease and moved into my parents' house, yet again, rent free, until they could buy a house of their own (or at least, that was how it was phrased to me when I decided to go nc with my parents yet again, due to the emotional pain of yet again seeing him and his family completely chosen over me and mine). They had to get out of their lease because they are assholes and got a bit too brazen with their neighbors. Despite being brazen in the past with neighbors who produced guns in their faces, they still find it rather funny to try and cave their downstairs neighbor's ceiling in by purposely jumping around as hard as they could out of spite. So long story short, another awful neighbor who couldn't take a joke decided to make them feel less than safe for their choices.

With the money and assets they have, there should've been no reason why they couldn't just pivot into another short term lease or something, but my parents ate up the chance to get into that abusive dynamic yet again, telling themselves that they couldn't let their son and his family go homeless (I can't say that without laughing because that is hardly the only other choice in this scenario). Regardless, we have come back into this situation because my parents decided to move those who we are once again no longer in contact with into their own house, essentially choosing a side once again. Of course, the explanation evolved from this being a temporary thing to suddenly they can't afford a down payment on anything because they don't have any money saved, meaning they would be living with them indefinitely. My only satisfaction in this was knowing that my mom's vicious lap dog, who she refuses to rehome because she spent $6k from a breeder, would be biting the shit out of all of them. Despite the dog being a barrier to letting my kids stay over my parents or anything of the sort, you can at least cordon a dog off for someone to visit. Sadly, they refuse to kennel my brother's wife.

Anyways, my spouse has some acquaintances in the real estate industry, since we have bought and sold a number of homes over the years. She got a message from one of them, asking her if she was aware how terribly entitled and obnoxious her in-laws are. Despite having to search numerous banks for a loan due to their awful credit rating, they still have the nerve to act like they are rich and powerful somehow. They were apparently searching originally for a house priced in the $300's but could not get a mortgage unless my parents cosigned and put up their retirement assets as collateral. They refused that, but they did cosign a mortgage for $200k. This after having always told me about how they would never cosign a loan for anyone ever. So basically, my parents bought my fully grown ass brother and his family a house, because when push comes to shove they will definitely stop paying the mortgage payment and could care less if they force my parents into doing so. Of course, I am sitting on this knowledge since before I was gifted $500 by my parents, and my parents won't ever tell me they did this. To answer your question, if you are asking it, I do intend to call my dad out on this, and it may be the last time I ever speak to him, depending on how that conversation goes.

My parents for the longest time would act like they did so evenly for both their kids and their grandkids, but I've called them out on that enough over the years so that they don't even make that claim anymore. From money to time spent to emotional support (if you can call it that), his family got 99.9%, and I'm an ingrate to complain about not getting my 0.1%. To clarify, I could care less except for the impact it all has had on my kids, but I do acknowledge that it's a blessing in disguise that my kids are growing up without that toxic influence so prevalent in their lives. Just makes me sad because if they would cosign a $200k mortgage for me like that, I'd be set for life, but bro's family gets rewarded for their recklessness while mine gets punished for trying to do things "the right way."

I want to shift gears now before I become too bitter, but I will just ask you to comment or message me, do you have experience with being the black sheep? If so, how's it going? Conversely, do you have experience being the golden child and self-aware of it? How has that been like for you??

To channel my inner Cranky Kong: kids these days experience multiplayer gaming far different than we did as young bloods. In my day *groans as he shifts in his recliner* multiplayer meant your friend or sibling played a single player game while you waited and rooted for them to screw up so you could have your turn to play! SMB3 made some progress in this by establishing a cooperative level progression, despite continuing the alternating turns system of play, but it was still waiting impatiently for your turn to play. Other games that did have simultaneous co-op could be frustrating if you had a younger sibling who couldn't hold up to your skill level. Nowadays, you got co-op where players don't get in each other's way, and you even got games that are accessible for players who can't coordinate keeping the acceleration button held down in Mario Kart. I may sound like I'm complaining, but I assure you this is quite the opposite. I might have had better interpersonal relationships growing up if it was more about this level of inclusive play and bonding rather than the confusing cooperative yet competitive setup that led to a rather passive aggressive style of friendships and relationships that I experienced.

A quick update before I wrap this up: I will be going away for a couple of weeks without access to internet, so know that I am okay during this time and will post more when I get back. I would like to ask, has anyone reading this ever called the suicide hotline, and what was that experience like for you? I have not yet called, but I do have them in my contacts (it's 988 in the US for anyone who doesn't know).

The holiday season is filled with controlling propaganda for family, friends, and other such obligations disguised as tradition, so if you are like me and can't conform to society's expectations, just know you aren't alone and that this is a safe spot to share and discuss. You don't have to feel shame and guilt for putting your own health and quality of life first. Trauma sucks, but we all have it. Understand that your own personal experience is valid and that you aren't lesser than anyone else. I hope you are able to find peace and comfort this season in your spirituality because that's far stronger than worrying about the company you keep, possessions you have, or living a lifestyle by others' standards. What's the point in living that way if it just adds to your stress? Family sucks, and that is why I have opted out. If you are considering doing the same but haven't yet, I hope you survive this year. If you are considering breaking free, I'm happy to lend a friendly ear and chat!

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77angelnumbers77 · 9 months

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Hello! I'm Liz and I write fanfiction on Ao3. My workskins are published here.

I made this account to update on the progress of various fics, share my work on another platform, and interact with people who like my writing! And post my art I guess. And fight with @rainyamy. Stop the presses!! This blog has been sidetracked!!

╰┈➤ I am a giant VrisRezi shipper, but I dabble in other pairings as well.

╰┈➤ I take requests, but they are just that – requests. I cannot guarantee that I will write for you.

Here is a masterpost of all my current works. [Not up to date circa Oct 16 2023]

Want to contact me?

╰┈➤ Email me at [email protected]

╰┈➤ Send an ask

╰┈➤ Send a DM

╰┈➤ Form for anonymous feedback, requests, beta applications, or just misc messages

╰┈➤ Last but not least, just comment! I love comments, they make my day!

⌦--.BYF

I sometimes write explicit content and upsetting themes. By interacting with me, you are agreeing that this content doesn't bother you. If you want me to add a tag to a work, please feel free to contact me in any of the ways listed above! I am a hobbyist. Writing fanfiction is not my job! I may go a while between fics or updates. I may not take your requests. This is because I am a person, not a machine. Want me to write faster? All I can say is that kudos and comments fuel me. Don't be shy! I prefer to keep my personal life private. I can't guarantee that I'll be sharing anything about myself on this account, this is simply a place to talk about my fanfiction and other hobby things. All you need to know is that if I'm not writing, I'm probably hiking!! Or doing the things I actually have to do. (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)

ꕥ--.Transformative Works Statement

I would love it if you reached out before making fanworks for my writing, but I also love to be surprised! DMs are open and I don't bite. Please credit me if you create fanworks inspired by my work. Specific information below:

Podfics Yes please! If you create podfic based on my fanwork, there’s no need to notify me beyond using the "Inspired by" link on AO3. Translations Absolutely! If you create translations based on my fanwork, there’s no need to notify me beyond using the "Inspired by" link on AO3. Fanart Big yes! If you create fanart based on my fanwork, there’s no need to notify me beyond using the "Inspired by" link on AO3. Recursive Works (eg Prequels/Sequels) Please check in with me before creating recursive works based off my fanworks. Works inspired by my work are fine! Just use the "Inspired by" link or tag me on Tumblr. Remixes Please check in with me before creating remixes based off my fanworks. Fanbinding Yes (literally nothing would make me happier)!!! You can share the typeset files with other fans as long as you credit me. Due to dubious legality, please do not send my fanworks to a printing service to be printed. I don't want to be sued. Please contact me beforehand and credit me by keeping my name on the work. Other I welcome other types of transformative works based off of my fanworks! If you create other types of fanworks based on my writing, there’s no need to notify me beyond using the "Inspired by" link on AO3 or tagging me on Tumblr.

This blanket permission statement/transformative works statement was created with the help of the Fanworks Permission Statement Builder. You can create your own custom statement here.

✶--.Fandoms

Homestuck Naruto Yu-gi-oh (DM and GX) Madoka Magica

This account is only for my Homestuck writings. DM for my Naruto account. Yugioh account is @judai-judaii.

I dabble in other fandoms but these are my big ones at the moment!!

♡--.Pairings

These aren't all ships I'm super serious for, or ships that I'll ever write for! I just like them. My OTP is denotated with a crown. Only Homestuck pairings here for simplicity!! Any quadrant.

♛ Vriska Serket x Terezi Pyrope John Egbert x Terezi Pyrope John Egbert x Dirk Strider Gamzee Makara x Roxy Lalonde Eridan Ampora x Sollux Captor Sollux Captor x Aradia Megido Calliope x Roxy Lalonde Gamzee Makara x Vriska Serket Davesprite x Jade Harley Vriska Serket x Aradia Megido

I'm always open to new pairings as well!

If you read this far: thanks!! Credit to @cafekitsune for the dividers! I made the blinkie and my pfp ♡

#gif warning #txt #intro

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tonowarii · 1 year

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Guidelines upon requesting!

Hello everyone! Here is the guidelines on what you need to know before requesting! Listed here is the characters I will write for, the genres I'm open to write, and the basic do's and don'ts that I have set in order to help me process your request properly! With that, let's begin!

P.S it is said on my ask whether requests are open or not, so please be aware! :>

P.S ! As of march 2023 I have decided when I open requests I will simply limit it to the first 20 requests only to not burden myself but to make sure what you sent in would be done to not keep you waiting.

The characters I write for:

Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan

Lo'ak te Suli Tsyeyk'itan

Kiri te Suli Kìreysì'ite

Miles "Spider" Socorro

Tsireya

Ao'nung

Rotxo

Jake Sully

Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at'ite

Tsu'tey te Rongloa Ateyitan

Tonowari

Ronal

Grace Augustine

Norm Spellman

Miles Quaritch

Regarding some of the characters, I would like to say that I'm writing an Aged! Up version of them, if you disagree with that, feel free to walk away.

These are the list of characters that I am confident enough to write for, however, if you have another character in mind from the Avatar universe, please ask first then I'll see to it if I can do it.

Genre's I am open to write:

Fluff

Angst

Crack! Fics

Hurt/comfort

Soulmate AUs

Songfics

Drabbles

Prompts

Platonic! Fics

Headcanons

NSFW! (see do's and don't's)

Will be updated as time goes on*

Do's and Don't's!!!

↳ For requesting, please be specific as it is hard to come up with a plot at times when I don't have my creative juices flowing.

Be specific in who do you want me to write, and the kind of genre/s you want to see happen as well as what gender you want the reader to be. If none was stated, I would then decide to make the reader gender neutral.

Note!! I would also like to say that I am unable to do a male! Reader since I am afraid that I won't do it justice enough.

↳ I can write for poly! relationships if asked.

↳ Please be polite when requesting.

↳ Always, always send requests through my ask box unless it is stated that requests are closed (in my bio). Please also refrain from messaging me requests.

Sending requests through my ask box makes it much more easier for me to keep track and add your requests to my list along with the others.

↳ Please be patient. As you can see I'm a real person and often times I don't feel well or motivated enough to write. Aside from that, I also have school so I may not be able to do your requests in time, but rest assured I'll try and get them posted as soon as I'm able to.

↳ Regarding the NSFW genre, I'm still experimenting on writing smut and if it does go well or it is up to my liking, I might just consider it!

↳ Heads up, I have known myself to disappear and not post for weeks or months. So it might take me too long to process your request (or I end up not doing it due to lack of motivation). Note that I also cannot fully flesh out a fic if I do not have the inspiration for it. I have spontaneous mood swings so please bare with me as they also affect the way I am able to write.

Other rules may be added soon*

For now, that is the list of what you need to know before requesting! I would love to see you in my inbox soon. ♡

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holly-louisexox · 9 months

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Ribcage X Andy Biersack- Part 12

Masterlist

"There's one thing you should know about me Delia Vincent, I don't date. Got no heart to break and emptiness is safe, keep it that way."

He was adamant in his choices…

…But then things changed.

Not my GIF

Author's Note:

Trigger Warning: This part does have a brief mention of the deadly C word (Cancer) so please look after yourselves if this is upsetting to you. Also feel free to message me if needed, I know how upsetting it can be, as someone who has lost someone near and dear to me to this dreaded disease.

Also some slightly spicy content up ahead too ;P

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Shevy created a new group chat:

Hey, why didn't we make a group chat sooner? Anyway, anyone who's up for a shopping and exploring trip today, meet downstairs at the hotel lobby in 30 minutes. x

That was the text Delia saw light up her phone; it was from Shevy. It was weird, they had done 5 out of the 8 weeks of this tour already, but the home sickness was just starting to kick in. Sure, Delia was loving this opportunity, even with Andy being a total confusing prick, and she was talking to her parents at every chance given, but right now she was wishing nothing more than to just sit in her family home's kitchen with her mum drinking coffee as they spoke about everything and anything. Sighing, she thought it best to reply to Shevy, otherwise she'd only get her tour bestie knocking on her door instead.

Hey. I won't be coming out with you all today. Gonna just take today to myself and likely talk to my parents as I'm missing them. Have fun though. x

If anyone was going to understand how Delia was feeling, it was going to be Shevy and most likely Jinxx as Delia knew he was missing his son and wife a lot.

Message from Lonny:

No stress D, hope you're okay. x

Message from Andy:

I won't be coming with you all today. Enjoy.

Typical Andy, Delia shouldn't have even been surprised, he was most likely going to hook up with some girl like always. It's not like it mattered to her anyway, truly, it did not matter to her in the slightest. Her concern at this current time was talking to her parents.

"Hey mum." Delia smiles slightly as she hears her mother pick up the phone.

"Delia! How are you doing love? We were wondering when we'd next hear from you! How's everything going? Any updates from last time?" Delia's mother asks down the phone.

"Yeah it's still great, still loving every minute of it." Delia continues to smile; of course she had not told her family about how Andy behaves, that's a small detail they did not need to know.

"I'm so glad to hear that you're enjoying it. I hope you know how proud me and your father are of you. You've worked so hard for this for so long, you really do deserve it." If Delia did not know any better she would say her mother sounded close to tears; Delia's parents always were so supportive of her life choices.

"Thanks mum, I love you." Delia starts to feel her own tears well up slightly, only 3 more weeks and she'd be home.

"Anyway I'm so sorry petal, your father and I were just about to leave for the hospital. He's got another appointment for his cancer remission, just to double check everything is still looking like the all clear."

Delia feels her smile falter slightly. 3 years ago her father was diagnosed with cancer in the prostate. Thankfully with the help of treatment he was able to beat it and had been in remission for the last 2 years, of course the fear of it coming back was always in the back of her mind. This was obviously something Delia never liked discussing with people, she was always so afraid of breaking down and seeming weak; seeming weak is definitely not something she was willing to do in front of this band, especially Andy.

"Yes, of course. Send dad my love and let me know how he gets on." Delia nods even though she was aware her mother could not see her simple reaction.

"Of course petal, I'll text you okay? I love you."

"I love you too mum." Delia smiles sadly before hearing the call end.

Petal. That was always the nickname Delia's mother had for her since Delia was a young girl. Delia's mother had always loved flowers, especially the dahlia. She had a single dahlia in her wedding boutique, which she called her good luck charm even though she knew she did not need good luck and that Delia's father was the love of her life. She knew that if she were to call her future daughter dahlia it would cause issues so that's why she chose Delia; it was so similar yet just as gorgeous in her eyes. A dahlia. The same flower on the pin that Andy had gifted her at the start of the tour.

Hearing a knock at her bedroom door Delia is instantly snapped from her thoughts. Surely it's not Shevy, they must have left by now right?

"Andy." Delia is shocked to say the least; never did she expect the selfish lead singer to be at the other side of the door.

"Hey Delia." He smiles awkwardly.

"Hey." Delia replies although it sounds more like a question.

"I um, I'm sorry about this past week. Things have been a bit weird haven't they?" He starts rocking backwards and forwards on his heels.

"Weird? You're the one who's been ignoring me!" Delia snaps slightly, she was in no mood for his confusing moods right now.

"Look Delia, I'm trying to apologise here, can you not make this hard for me?" Andy growls back slightly; as much as Delia found the guy attractive his moods really got to her. Would she lose her job if she was to swing one at him? Maybe it would knock some sense into him.

"Look Andy, whatever you have to say can it wait? I'm really not in the mood for this right now." Delia sighs; she had to be the bigger person and be civil, god knows it was rare for Andy to be the civil one.

"No it can't wait Delia." Andy remains firm but there's something that sounds vulnerable in his voice at the same time. "Look, I know I can be difficult to deal with okay? I get it. You, on the other hand, you are one of the most infuriating, most stubborn women I have ever met."

"This doesn't sound like you apologising." Delia cuts him off whilst losing her patience.

"Can you just let me finish?" Andy sighs taking a step closer to Delia and so he's inside her room. "Despite this though, I can't stop thinking about you and that is what truly confuses me."

"What?" Delia was shocked to say the least. Surely Shevy wasn't right about him?

"What the fuck have you done to me Delia Vincent?" Andy whispers slightly before shutting the door behind him and slamming his lips onto Delia's.

None of this was in Delia's plan. None of this seemed right logically, so why did it feel right to her? Delia shouldn't be kissing this asshole back, so why was she?

"If you want me to stop tell me now." Andy breaks the kiss slightly.

"I don't want you to stop Andy." Delia mutters back before she feels his lips on hers again; this time she doesn't hesitate to kiss him back and soon she feels him leading them both towards Delia's bed.

"Are you sure you're okay with this Delia? You know there's no going back after this?" Andy asks as soon as their bodies hit the double bed in Delia's hotel room.

"have you got a condom?" Delia asks to which Andy nods "Then I'm sure, I'm okay."

That was all it took for Andy to connect their lips together once more.

Yes Delia had her silly little relationships in the past and little flings but believe it or not she still sometimes felt awkward around guys. All these years her career has been more important to her than boys, whilst her friends were settling down with a family and a stable job, she was prepared to take the risk of instability to do what she loved.

So why was she doing this? Why was it with Andy of all people? Maybe the saying is true, what happens on tour stays on tour.

#andy biersack #andy black #andy bvb #cc bvb #jake bvb #jake pitts #jinxx bvb #lonny bvb #lonny eagleton #black veil brides #bvb #black veil brides fanfic #bvb fanfic

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jujulebee · 2 years

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🤩😍🙀LETS FUCKIN GOOO??? 😭😭jules like totes helped me figure out how 2 even make one of these things 🥴️🥴️🥴️ so im supes excited!!! 😜😍🥰️

honey b is HERE bayBEEEEE 😘💕

((RULES AND OOC UNDER THE READMORE, IF YOU THINK YOU HAVE ALREADY READ THEM, READ THEM AGAIN))

((another blog by me, bunny, the person who came out of nowhere swinging SEMI-LUKEWARM

honey will randomly blip out of existence with my motivation and energy levels! This does NOT mean that she wouldn't be communicating with your OCs during this time. I know it sucks to pilot an npc but please don't just assume honey is ignoring your oc, i seriously do not have the spoons to be as actively extroverted as her. i am an introvert.

theres going to be So much eyestrain on this blog, like to the point that almost every post would have an eyestrain tag, so please keep that in mind! i WILL tag flashing gifs, since i also have issues with flashing images, but if i dont clock something that you need tagged as flashing please Politely let me know, dont be a cunt id be happy to do it

gifs are tagged "gif" queue tag is "supes cute" food stuff is "yummy stuff" nails are "perfectly painted" art tag is "artsy shit" selfie tag is "super cute selfie" makeup is "looks that kill" clothes are under "wardrobe" silly shirts are under "shirts for jules"

my name is bunny, im 25+, i am not a social person and do not have the energy to talk to a lot of people at once, so either have patience or don't bother

i have several other blogs im not active on, but im occasionally on null

do not send me IMs in character, i will accept them as ooc if you don't have my discord, otherwise dont, likewise, please assume my IMs are not ic

do not leave Replies on my posts, i have stated this multiple times, i don't notice them in the deluge of activity notifications i receive, if you want to have a conversation on a post i have made reblog the post

youre free to ask for my discord but i dont guarantee that ill talk to you regularly, i am not a talkative person

im not fairly picky with who i follow and will block freely and without hesitation. im here to curate my ideal experience, not save the feelings of a stranger.

while i understand that ic=/=ooc if your character is transphobic or racist in any way please dont interact, actually

honey wouldn’t want to talk to you anyway

this page does not accept magic anons

please do not godmod to try and fix honeys issues, i dont want that, genuinely

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honey b azrael was born august 6th, 1998

she’s bi-racial korean, born in texas

she is 4'8" (her boots typically put her at at least 5’), approx 240 lbs

honey was embraced on january 23rd of 2021

honey's status as a human is well-maintained and has not revealed publicly that she is a vampire

honey is a thinblood with the following: lifelike, vampiric resilience, discipline affinity, day drinker, long bond, prey exclusion: children, vitae dependency, baby teeth

Strength: 3/5 Dexterity: 2/5 Stamina: 3/5 Charisma: 4/5 Manipulation: 2/5 Composure: 3/5 Intelligence: 2/5 Wits: 2/5 Resolve: 1/5

Humanity: 9/10

honey is a party girl and there will be mentions of drug/alcohol use and i will tag them as “drug mention” or “alcohol mention” if mentioned

nsfw content will be tagged as “nsfw //”

honey is pansexual and romantically committed to cherry, juan and romantically interested in alessio, and in general sexually available

honey is NOT doing okay, no matter what she tells you, any and all trauma she has endured will not be talked about at length unless there are warnings put in place in the tags, always assume dead dove do not eat policy

honeys best friend circle consists of dolls, sam and jules

she loves making friends and talking to people, though, so feel free to shoot her a message! she WILL talk to you

if your character is rude or just generally mean for no real reason (there are funny exceptions to this rule) honey will not want to speak with you and will probably unfollow you

ooc follows are fine, if i dont interact with your character much ill probably end up unfollowing, though

will add more if i can think of anything

#super cute selfie #gif #artsy shit

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talia-rumlow · 2 years

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My Brother´s Best Friend (Rumlow X Reader Chapter One - What, Brock? He´s A Good Guy! (Contains death of a loved one)

So Tuesday already. Time flies. And a brand New story is posted. Chapter One on My Brother´s Best Friend. This will be a sweet Slow Burn, with tons of humor. Hope you enjoy!

– God, we thank you for the life that you give us. It is full of work and of responsibility, of sorrow and joy Today we thank you for Patricia Grace Rollins, for what she has given and received. Help us in our mourning and teach us to live for the living in the time that is still left to us.

The priest continues to talk. But you don’t manage to take it in. All you can think of is that you’re the only one left now. Your dad ran away a long time ago, you don’t even know if he’s still alive, and then Jack in-listed in the military. One time after that he came home to visit. After that you haven’t seen him. And now, now you’re standing in your mothers funeral. When you go home tonight. You’re all alone.

Jack hasn’t even called. You tried to call him. But after he joined that SHIELD thing, you have barley talked. Infact it’s been years. You left a message, he didn’t respond. Yes, you admit you’re angry at him. FINE. He don’t want to talk to you. But your mother just died. She was his mom as well. Not that he’d cared enough to notice that, after your father left. Like it was your moms fault that he left. Stupid, Jack!

When the funeral ends, everyone gives you their condolences. It feels weird. None of them offers you a place to stay, or a hand to hold. Just a hug, and an «I’m sorry for your loss». It feels forced, not real. Some of them asks about Jack. But it’s not like any of them expected him to show up. He’s so busy with that fancy security job in New York. It’s not like you or your mom ever saw anything to the money he makes. Not even when she got sick. Does Jack even care?

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The second you close the door behind you back at your place. Your phone rings. Oh, great. It’s Jack.

– What do you want, Jack?!

You don’t realise how angry you sound, before Jack replies.

– Jeez, YN. Way to greet your big Brother..

What you want the most is to throw your phone into the wall. But you don’t. After all, she was his mother as well.

– I’m sorry, Jack. But still, what do you want?

He takes a deep breath on the other end.

– Listen, YN. I’m sorry that I didn’t show up today.

You shrug. Not like he sees that. But you do, anyway.

– No worries. I know where you stand..

– YN, give me a break here! I’m working my ass off!

– And I haven’t? Who took care of her, Jack? Who payed the hospital bills? Who was there for her every second of the day?

Another deep breath on the other end.

– You know that’s not what I ment! You did an amazing job, YN. I wish there was something I could do!

– You could send me some money. I’m swamped in hospital bills, I don’t even know if I can keep the house.

– That was actually what I wanted to talk to you about. I have a spare bedroom in my apartment. You could stay here during the summer, for free. I miss you, YN!

Now it’s your turn to take a breath. You miss him too. You had fun when you were younger. Although he’s 6 years older than you, you always had a tight relationship.

– You have a strange way of showing it, Jack!

– Come on, YN. Please! I already booked you a plane ticket. It’s first class. Check your email.

You sigh. Put your phone on speaker and check your email. He wasn’t lying, a first class flight from San Francisco to New York. Maybe you should go. It would be good to get away from everything for a while. And it would be easier to put the house on the market if you knew you had a place to stay. And you do miss him.

– Fine. I’ll arrange for my stuff to be put in storage, and then I’ll come and stay with you over summer.

– Great, YN! I can’t wait to see you again. If you need my help finding a storage. I can make that happen!

– Thanks, Jack.. That would be great. Could you maybe arrange for it to be picked up as well?

You say it as a joke. But you know he’ll say yes.

– Of course, sis! I’ll take care of it. I can’t wait to see you. I know it’s been a while. I’m sorry. I really am.

– We haven’t seen each other in nearly 15 years, Jack. Not since you came home to visit, with that stupid, obnoxious friend of yours.

– What, Brock? He’s a good guy! Hard worker. I’m actually his second in command.

Great. They’re still working together. This summer will be… interesting..

– You still work with him?

Jack clears his throat.

– Y.. Sis! I know I haven’t exactly kept in touch. But I’ll make it up to you this summer. I promise! I’ll even show you around New York.

You smile from the thought of spending the summer in New York. You’ve never been. And although you hate to admit it. It will be good to see your brother again.

– Thanks, Jack. I really need this time off. Just please tell me that we’ll see minimal of that friend of yours.

– What’s the deal with him, YN? You met him once. I was home for a week.

– One time was enough, Jack!

You say, angry. Jack laughs a bit on the other end.

– Fine, Fine, sis.. I’m not gonna push..

– Oh, shut up, Jack!

You say your goodbyes, and hang up.

You hit the shower. Wash off this day. It’s strange to live in this house without her. Ever since your mom was admitted to the hospital, the house has felt so big. You don’t need a big house like this. A small two bedroom apartment would be amazing. Not a big three story house, with four bathrooms. If you sell, you’ll be able to pay off all the hospital bills, and maybe have some to spare after that as well. In two months you’ll leave for New York. And you’re finally speaking to your brother again. Maybe things will get better, after all..

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domesticandlovingmonsters · 2 years

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Hi hi!! I loved your wesker headcanons. And I know he's mot a monster but could i have headcanons for Leon? Like protecting a love interest during a zombie outbreak?

Tho this is a monster themed blog, I'm happy to write for characters that I adore regardless of monstery traits. And I love Leon so of course I'll write some head-canons for him.

I'm going to do a scenario based on him coming to find you and then protect you after the Raccoon city outbreak.

Before phones go down, Leon is constantly sending messages/calling you to make sure you're ok. Asking if you've moved locations or giving you advice on how to avoid/kill zombies.

He's like a one man army. Cutting down the infected on a war-path to your house. And when he arrives, covered in blood and guts, he wraps you up in his arms and holds you for a long quiet moment.

"We need to get you out of here. Stay with me. And do not leave my side." He tells you, holding your hand with an iron grip as he hands you a weapon of your own.

The city is ravaged by infected. They're everywhere, but you know Leon has been through this before and you trust him with every fibre in your body to get you through this.

He never lets you go through a door first. Letting go of your hand only when he needs to ensure the next room/house is safe for you to enter.

He keeps your back to a wall. Eventually you hold onto his waist belt instead of his hand. Even though its more a comfort to feel his fingers wrap around yours, its easier for him to move and fight if his hands are already free.

On the outskirts of town, he secures a house and locks the doors. Barricading windows with anything he can find and the two of you bunker down for the night. Exhausted from the long trek through an undead city. Leon could barely keep his eyes open. Trying to get through to his work colleagues about getting the two of you out safely.

He is still covered in blood. But you clean him up with some water and towels you found in the house. Ensuring that none of it was his before finally relaxing a little.

Even when the two of you hold one another close, listening to the chaos outside, his gun rests on his knee. Ready to shoot anything that barges through those doors.

Even when rescue does arrive, and you're both safely being escorted out of the infected zone; he doesn't leave your side. Keeping one hand tightly gripping yours as you are checked over for bites or injuries.

Finally, when you're both cleared from the medical checks, you fall asleep next to Leon. Even with the exhaustion weighing heavy on him, he takes the time to help you relax. Ensuring you fall asleep peacefully wrapped in his arms before finally letting sleep take him.

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The Only One - Part 5: Sidestep

Cross-posted to AO3 here.

Part 1 here. Part 2 here. Part 3 here. Part 4 here. Part 6 here.

Weyoun 5 (ST:DS9) x Reader

[A/N: I’m proud to announce that this chapter will cause no emotional upheavals whatsoev– *Is handed a hastily-scrawled note* Ah...I’ve just been informed that my previous statement is not correct. There is apparently slight emotional pain after all... *Twiddles thumbs innocently* Uhm...enjoy! *Yeets chapter and sprints into the sunset* ]

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Warnings: Emotions, wartime goodbyes, spoilers for S5E26 “Call To Arms”, feelings, and mildly suggestive language.

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Over the next two weeks, I had very little time to pine for my lover. Dominion activity had increased substantially. They were sending large convoys through the wormhole at an alarming rate, and it looked as though the invasion that the Federation had feared was about to begin. There were small joys like Rom and Leeta’s marriage, but for the most part, the residents of Deep Space Nine were waiting nervously for an attack.

Our combat training drills had increased in their frequency, but nearly everyone I talked to knew that if the Dominion were to attack Deep Space Nine, they’d most likely end up taking it. That knowledge sparked a thought...it was just an inkling at first, but the longer I mulled it over, the more feasible it seemed.

But would the Captain agree to it? After my shift in Ops was over, I went to his office and asked to speak with him privately. I knew he was already concerned about the situation due to the Romulan-Dominion non-aggression treaty, but I explained my proposal the best that I could.

“Let me get this straight. You are aware of the most likely imminent attack on this station by the Dominion, yet you want a transfer to the Bajoran Militia so that you can stay here in the event that we lose the station?” The Captain asked incredulously.

“Yes, sir. I-I know how it sounds–”

“It sounds as though you’ve got a death wish!” He bellowed standing from his desk. “What makes you think I’d allow any officer under my command to take such a risk?”

“I can help ensure the safety of Bajoran officers and citizens, sir. The Jem’Hadar listen to me, the Vorta listen to me. I can do more for the future of Bajor if I stay here than if I was on the Defiant with you. Bajor is the mission, sir. It always has been. All I’m asking for is a chance to continue that mission in the most effective way that I can,” I reasoned, and the Captain turned to look out the viewport behind his desk. “Captain...I’m in a unique position. I’m the only half-Changeling in existence. Besides Odo, no Changeling has ever harmed another, so I’ll be safe. And I can find quiet ways to undermine the Dominion’s plans – I may even be able to get messages to Starfleet to keep them informed.”

“This wouldn’t have anything to do with Weyoun would it?” He asked quietly, and I sighed. I could see why he would think that. Hell, maybe on some subconscious level I was giving in to an urge to see the Vorta again, but for the most part, my decision was as clear-headed as could be.

“No, sir,” I answered truthfully. “Captain, the assignment would only be temporary. If the station is taken, which we have to assume it will be, I’d be under Major Kira’s command until Starfleet regains control of the station.”

“You can’t assume that we’ll be successful in retaking the station once it’s under Dominion control!” The Captain shouted as he turned to face me again. “Don’t you understand, Lieutenant? You could be signing your own death warrant! You may never see any of us again, you may never go home to Earth again. We might be completely overrun by the Dominion and never regain control of the Alpha Quadrant–”

“In which case, I am still more useful here than on the Defiant! You already have one science officer, Captain, you don’t need a second. I refuse to leave Bajor vulnerable when I have the ability to influence the members they install on this station,” I stated drawing myself up to my full height. “Odo will be staying to do his bit, and whether you give me the transfer or not, I will be as well. The only question is whether I’ll be doing it as a civilian or as a member of the Bajoran Militia. The choice is yours. Sir.”

After a moment’s silence, the Captain sighed in a resigned sort of way.

“I’ll have to speak with Starfleet Command...assuming they approve, we’ll also need the go-ahead from the Bajoran Ministers. They’d have to be made aware of the situation since it’s their uniform you’d be wearing. Speak with Major Kira, and tell Dax to put me through to Starfleet,” he said quietly. “Lieutenant, I can’t guarantee they’ll give you the answer you want, but...I’ll do everything in my power to convince them.”

“Thank you, sir,” I said with a solemn sort of smile. As I exited his office, I gave Dax the Captain’s order and spoke quietly with the Major about my proposition. She looked at me as if I was insane for a solid minute before going to speak with the ministers over subspace.

The field of self-replicating mines blocking the wormhole’s entrance was an ingenious idea. Thanks to Rom’s creativity, it seemed like there would be a way for us to stop the Dominion convoys, at least temporarily. The reaction it provoked was nearly instantaneous. The Dominion sent an ambassador to negotiate with Captain Sisko, but until the ship itself arrived, I had no idea who that would be.

I felt him as soon as the ship docked. Seated in Odo’s office going over a preliminary security plan, I broke off mid-sentence and met the Changeling’s eyes.

“Weyoun is here,” I murmured, stirring a curious sort of alarm in the Security Chief’s eyes.

“And how do you know that?” He asked, and I was a bit confused myself. The imprinting connection formed on our impromptu voyage the last time he was on the station seemed to have solidified or been modified somehow. Perhaps it was because of the shift in relationship dynamics that had happened before we’d last parted? Either way, I hadn’t mentioned that connection to anyone, not even Odo, but it seemed now that I wouldn’t have much of a choice in the matter.

“It’s a long story, but...I can feel him. He’s just arrived,” I answered, and Odo looked at me with an unreadable expression before checking the computer.

“The Dominion ship is docked at lower pylon three...” he informed me, and I stood. “Lieutenant...before you go seeking him out, I think it only wise to caution you against being too public about your friendship with the Vorta.”

“Odo, can you do me a favor?” I asked, and he gestured for me to continue. This was going to be one hell of a request. If anyone found out what he was about to arrange, we’d both be in trouble...and rather unpopular with both Bajor and Starfleet.

Weyoun and his guards were under strict security observation while they were on the station, but I managed to convince Odo to allow me a minute with him after his talk with the Captain.

“Just one minute. No more,” he’d growled. He knew I liked the Vorta, and he trusted me enough to know that I wouldn’t do something like betraying the Federation. This might very well be the last time we saw each other if one of us was killed in the attack. I suspect that fact was the only reason Odo caved in the first place.

The Security Chief arranged for a brief detour into one of the cargo bays near his ship where I was waiting for the Vorta’s arrival. The Jem’Hadar were told to remain outside the room. As for the Starfleet security personnel, Odo took their place for the duration of the detour. Weyoun entered the room hesitantly, but when he saw me, his wariness dissipated enough for him to hurry over and meet me. I grasped the front of his asymmetrical vest and pulled him into a kiss that was half joy at seeing him again and half savoring the moment in case we didn’t have another.

“I was afraid I wouldn’t see you again, my darling,” he admitted when we broke apart for air. He cupped my cheeks and rested his forehead against mine as a wave of affection and fear brushed against my own. That part of our connection wasn’t gone, then. He must have realized at the same time because his breath hitched quietly in his throat. Weyoun’s voice came out rough with emotion when he finally spoke again. “We most likely don’t have much time, but I need you to promise me something. Promise me you’ll leave the station.”

“What?” I couldn’t hide my surprise, but he silenced me with another small peck on the lips.

“I need you to leave the station. You won’t be safe if you stay, and I can’t lose you. I can’t. It would kill me,” he admitted looking into my eyes with those big, purple irises. I placed my hands softly over his and gave him a rueful smile.

“I can’t leave the station any more than you can stay out of the attack. You’ll be in danger too when you’re on your ship,” I said, but before he could protest, I covered his lips with one of my fingers. “I can, however, promise you that I will do everything in my power to stay as safe as possible during the attack. I’d like you to do the same.”

“You have my word,” he murmured, and I felt a small bit of relief washing up against my own as he caught my lips in a tender kiss - one that might be our last. “In case I don’t have another chance, I...I want you to know that I-I...”

He trailed off, unable to find the right words, instead pressing one of my hands against his chest where his heart presumably was and giving me a pleading sort of look. I reached out through that connection we shared and let myself bask for a short moment in the emotion I found there as I made sure to show that I felt the same.

“I know. The feeling is mutual,” I muttered in a broken voice, drawing him into a tight hug. He held me desperately as if I might disintegrate right there. Perhaps I would. The thought of this being our last moment together made me feel as though a mild breeze would knock me to the ground. The doors to the cargo bay hissed open and Odo met my gaze.

“It’s time,” he rasped, and I pulled back just far enough to kiss Weyoun briefly one last time.

“Be safe,” I whispered, and as he grasped my hands one last time in acknowledgment, he pressed something metallic into my palm. With a tearful look, he turned and walked toward the cargo bay door. Pausing and turning to face me one last time, the thought crossed my mind that he looked like a kicked puppy when he finally followed his Jem’Hadar back toward their ship. Odo waved their Starfleet security detail back into position, then came into the cargo bay where I was still standing frozen in place.

“You have a lot of explaining to do, so I think you’d better start from the beginning, Lieutenant,” he said leaning against a large container and crossing his arms over his chest. “I’d suggest you tell me what happened on your pilgrimage to our homeworld.”

It was Captain Sisko’s considered opinion that we would be facing war as soon as Weyoun could return to Cardassia and raise their fleet. Sure enough, within a day, General Martok was in place to help defend the Defiant as she finished placing the mines. The Bajoran ministers and Starfleet had both approved my temporary assignment to Major Kira’s command, with the strict understanding that they could not guarantee my safety for the duration of my mission. If the Dominion was to discover my real mission, they couldn’t acknowledge my involvement, so I’d be on my own. I accepted that condition - I’d expected it from the beginning if I was honest. Bajor needed to protect its citizens first and foremost. That’s why Captain Sisko had urged them to accept the non-aggression treaty that the Dominion had offered them, after all. Bajor had to be kept out of the fighting if it was going to survive.

As we prepared for the battle, all Bajoran citizens were ordered back to Bajor, including the militia officers and excluding Major Kira, Odo, and myself. We were to remain and welcome the Dominion onto the station should it be taken - which was seeming like a very real possibility. Starfleet wasn’t going to be sending us any reinforcements.

We were about to become sitting ducks in the path of a raging inferno.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Major Kira’s voice was quiet beside me as I straightened my new uniform. It felt a bit tighter than the standard-issue Starfleet uniforms, but I’d get used to it. I had no choice. “There’s still time to leave with Captain Sisko.”

“No. No, this is something I have to do. I can be of use here, both for the Federation and Bajor. Being half-Changeling means the Jem’Hadar and Vorta won’t harm me - that they may even listen to me. If I can make even a bit of difference in Bajor’s favor, then this is worth it,” I said turning to her. She stood a little straighter and gave me a solemn sort of smile as she pinned my new Bajoran rank insignia on my collar. I was still the rank of Lieutenant, even if that meant something slightly different in the Bajoran Militia than it did in Starfleet. “Thank you for trusting me with this....for taking my proposition to the ministers.”

“Don’t thank me yet. It’s a good idea, but it’s also a damned dangerous one. Dukat knows who you are and so does that Vorta, Weyoun. You’ll have to pull off one hell of an acting job to make it look as though you really wanted this transfer for benign reasons,” she said, and I nodded my head in agreement. Kira was right. This might be a foolish idea, but I had to try. My people had already done so many things wrong. I had to at least try and make some sort of a difference. “Here you go. Your new combadge.”

I pinned it to my right side as the other Bajoran officers did and thanked her quietly. The Major stepped back and let her eyes skim up and down the length of my body.

“Welcome to the Bajoran Militia, Lieutenant,” she said as the red alert sirens began blaring. “Sounds like our visitors are arriving. Let’s go.”

As we made our way to Ops, I felt the cool metal of the pendant beneath my uniform pressing against my skin. That’s what the metallic object that Weyoun had given me had turned out to be: a smooth, little, rectangular pendant about half a centimeter thick with something etched in its silvery surface that I couldn’t make out. It had a hole through the top just big enough for me to thread a chain through, so that’s precisely what I’d done. I had no idea what it was for or what it meant, but I wanted to keep it on me during this long-awaited conflict just in case.

“Captain, as a Major in the Bajoran Militia, I must officially protest Starfleet's refusal to turn over this station to my government,” Major Kira called as we stepped out of the lift into Ops and strode down toward the central station.

“Your protest is duly noted,” Captain Sisko stated before allowing his gaze to shift to me. After serving under him for so long, I could see the resignation in his expression as he took in my change of uniform. He placed a hand on my shoulder and gave me a fatherly smile reminiscent of the ones he so often gave his son. Swallowing back the tears that threatened to well up in my eyes, I gave him a respectful nod.

“Good. Now that that's over with, Kira Nerys reporting for duty,” the Major said standing tall, and I lifted my own chin in pride. We weren’t going down without a fight, that was for damn sure. Vaguely on the edge of my consciousness, I could feel Weyoun - his ship must be getting close to the station. Mentally, I braced myself and tried to block out that part of my awareness. My job was aiding in the defense of the station while Martok’s ship defended the Defiant. I got to my station and helped bolster the shields. Worf needed every second he could get to maintain the station’s defenses. In several long minutes, Dax contacted the station. By that time I’d fallen into a pattern of work that completely removed me from my worries about Weyoun’s safety and about the future of Bajor. All I knew were exact percentages of shields all over the station and exactly what relays were holding us together.

“We’ve set the last mines,” she called, and everyone in Ops released a collective sigh of relief. That was part one of this plan completed.

“Activate the field and return to the station,” Sisko ordered, and when Dax acknowledged, we turned our attention to the Dominion fleet surrounding the station.

“The Dominion fleet is regrouping, and I'm detecting another wave of enemy ships entering Bajoran space,” Major Kira called, and as my eyes met the Captain’s we both knew what was happening here. The station was lost.

“What are your orders, Captain?” Worf called from his position.

“We've done all we can here. Notify all remaining Starfleet personnel. We're evacuating the station,” he called, and with a heavy heart, we put out the evacuation order. Moments later, the station residents were gathered on the Promenade. All Starfleet officers were on either Martok’s ship or the Defiant, except the Captain who stood to address the crowd. I could barely process the words he was saying before he was beaming to the Defiant and leaving. Looking to my side, I saw Major Kira looking as shell-shocked as I felt.

He was gone. This was really happening. Starfleet had really abandoned Deep Space Nine. Blinking hard a few times, Kira gestured for me and Odo to come with her to Ops. Time for the last bit of the plan. A final message was sent from the comm panel welcoming the Dominion to the Bajoran station, and Kira took a deep breath.

“Computer, initiate program Sisko One Nine Seven,” she called and all the panels in Ops began to self-destruct. Explosions and electricity arced from one display to the next until Ops was nothing more than a smoking mess of destroyed parts. “Dukat wanted the station back, he can have it.“

With a last look around, we went to greet our...was ‘guests’ the right word for an approaching occupation force? Probably not.

Minutes later as I strode down the Promenade beside Major Kira, Odo, and Quark, we saw the Jem’Hadar, Dukat, and Weyoun all come out of their docking airlock. The reactions to our presence were many and varied. Dukat looked arrogant in the face of his temporary victory - I had to view it as temporary, or I’d lose confidence in my own choice to remain here - and when his eyes skimmed the four of us and landed on me, he gave a dark smirk. Oh, that I didn’t like one single bit. The Jem’Hadar all looked ready to murder us should we step out of line, and Weyoun...oh, Weyoun. He looked like his usual polite self, but when his eyes landed on me, I saw several emotions flit across his features before he could stop himself: surprise, happiness, concern...No doubt he wondered what the hell I was still doing here. Kira cleared her throat and began to speak.

“Gentlemen, on behalf of the Bajoran government–”

“And the Promenade Merchants' Association!” Quark interjected.

“–I officially welcome you to Deep Space Nine,” Kira finished, and Dukat gave her an evil grin.

“You mean Terok Nor, don't you?” He asked, but before either party could speak further, Weyoun stepped forward and gave a little half-bow.

“Founders, we're honored by your decision to remain with us,” he said looking between Odo and myself, allowing his gaze to linger on me somewhat longer than the security chief.

“I'm not here as a Founder. I'm the station's Chief of Security,” Odo said, and Weyoun gave a respectful nod of his head.

“And you? What is a Federation officer doing here?” Dukat asked stepping uncomfortably close to me. I met his gaze with confidence despite the sound of the Jem’Hadar warriors training their weapons on me.

“I’m no longer a Federation officer. I’ve been granted Bajoran citizenship and the rank of Lieutenant in the Bajoran Militia,” I answered with a smile so polite and deadly that it would rival even one of Weyoun’s. The Cardassian walked a slow circle around me, letting his gaze rove shamelessly over the length of my body.

“Well...the uniform is certainly an improvement. It looks much...tighter than the stuffy Federation rags you wore before,” he murmured near my ear before walking back toward the waiting Jem’Hadar. With a barely concealed glare at Dukat, Weyoun ordered them to lower their weapons, and they did so while eyeing me suspiciously.

“No matter your reasons for staying, having two gods walk amongst us is most gratifying,” Weyoun said trying to smooth over the Cardassian’s crude remarks.

“Well, Odo...you, me, the Major...together again. It should be most interesting. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be in my office,” Dukat said beginning to lead his entourage toward Ops. I caught Weyoun’s gaze. He came briefly to my side and I managed to murmur quietly to him.

“We need to talk when you’re free,” I said, and he gave me a warm smile as he nodded in agreement. The two of them walked away with the soldiers, and I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. The four of us looked at each other, and Odo huffed a quiet sigh.

“I think you’d better be careful around Dukat. He’ll be looking for any sort of excuse to throw you in the brig or worse,” he advised, and I nodded my head in acknowledgment. “Come to me if you need anything.”

“I will. I promise,” I said quietly.

“Right, let’s get to work with this transition. Lieutenant, you’re with me,” the Major ordered, and I followed her obediently.

That night when my duties were completed, I returned to my quarters, trying not to think too much about the change of administration aboard the station. I could only imagine how the Bajorans felt. Not only had they lost the Federation’s protection, they’d also lost their Emissary. The Captain may have only recently accepted his role as a Bajoran spiritual figure, but I knew they held him in high regard. I felt a bit lost without his leadership as well, and it had only been a few hours since his departure from the station.

No. No, I’d assured him I could do this. Captain Sisko trusted that I could carry out this mission - he believed in me. I couldn’t let him down. I wouldn’t.

I was startled out of my contemplative state by my door chime. Who in the world could be visiting me at a time like this?

“Who is it?” I called as I stood near a panel in which I’d hidden a phaser. Nobody would catch me unawares, Dominion occupation or not.

“It’s Weyoun,” a familiar voice called, and I mentally took a deep breath moving away from the panel as I called for him to enter. He must have been able to feel the tension ebb away as he stepped into view. As soon as the door to my quarters hissed closed behind him, Weyoun strode quickly to me, pulled me against him, and caught my lips in a kiss that conveyed so much more than I’d expected. Concern, pride, love, and some sort of resignation about my decision all intermingled.

“Wonderful, lovely, foolish girl. What am I going to do with you?” Weyoun’s hands slid slowly down the sides of my face and he nuzzled my nose softly. “I felt your presence when we boarded the station, but I thought I was mistaken. Far be it from me to question your decisions, but why have you remained here? Please do not misunderstand me, I’m overjoyed to see you, but...my dear, you are in danger every moment that you’re here. Dukat and his men are treacherous and would like nothing more than to make an example of you, should you give him reason. He doesn’t see you for what you truly are. He only knows you as a Federation officer who vexes him and continually refuses his advances.”

Weyoun held my hands softly in his as he spoke, and his eyes searched mine for some sort of answer.

“Why would you risk yourself like that? The Jem’Hadar would never harm you, and neither would I, of course, but the Cardassians–”

Placing one hand on his chest, I shushed him quietly.

“I stayed because I can do more good here than I could on the Defiant, but we can discuss that later,” I answered honestly - a risk, to be sure, but one I felt confident enough to take. “It’s good to see you too, Weyoun. You seem well. The slightly battle-ruffled look suits you.”

I gave him a playful little wink, and his cheeks flamed a beautiful purple shade even as he gave me a bashful grin.

“You flatter me, Lieutenant,” he muttered placing one of his hands over mine on his chest. “You know, Dukat may be a crude, tactless fool, but he was correct about one thing: no matter your reason for wearing it, the Bajoran uniform looks lovely on you.”

Weyoun’s quiet words and gentle smile made me blush this time. Averting my gaze, I started to stammer out a protest, but he never let me finish. The Vorta’s lips met mine silencing me and reducing me to a melty, flustered mess in his embrace. His arms wrapped around me just as his emotions did.

My heart stuttered. I’d never get used to feeling this surrounded, this engulfed and protected and loved. When we finally parted for air, his forehead rested against mine.

“What were you thinking? As many of me can be activated as are needed, but you...you are irreplaceable. If I’d lost you–” He broke off abruptly when his voice cracked, choosing to hold me a little tighter instead of finishing his thought. There was no need to. I understood what he meant perfectly, even if he couldn’t put it into words. I could feel it in every fiber of my being as acutely as he could.

“You won’t lose me. No matter the cost, I’ll always find my way back to you,” I promised echoing his words from several months before. He’d meant it back then, and I certainly meant it now. I’d failed to protect him once, I’d succeeded once, and I had sworn to myself I’d never fail to again. No matter what the universe threw at us, I was determined to keep this sweet man safe. He deserved that much - well, actually, he deserved a hell of a lot more, but I’d start with protecting him and giving him the love he so desperately needed. “Do you...? Have you chosen quarters yet? If not, you could...you could stay here if you want...”

Weyoun pulled back just far enough to look at me.

“You mean...live here? With you?” He asked, and for a moment I thought I’d made a grave error. After all, why would the new head of the station want to stay with a lowly Lieutenant?

“I-It was just a suggestion. I completely understand if you don’t find the idea appealing,” I said trying not to sound as anxious as I felt. Averting my gaze with a nervous smile, I felt my breath hitch when Weyoun cupped my cheek and coaxed me into looking at him again.

“My dear, how could I ever find the idea of being around you unappealing?” He asked with a soft, gentle smile on his lips. “As long as my being here isn’t an imposition, I’d be honored to stay with you.”

Without a verbal answer, I grasped Weyoun’s hands lightly and began to lead him to my bedroom. Coaxing him into sitting on the side of the bed, I stepped gently between his legs as his hands rested lightly on my hips. Tracing the tips of my fingers down the front of his asymmetrical vest, I gave him a little smile.

“We’ve both had a long, stressful day. Would you like me to help you undress?” At my suggestion, the Vorta’s eyes went even wider than usual.

“I couldn’t possibly ask you to do something so menial. Whether you want me to think of you that way or not, the fact remains that you are a Founder. For you to undress me would be degrading for you,” Weyoun protested looking slightly horrified by the prospect, despite the intrigue I could feel through our link.

“If you don’t want me to, that’s entirely your decision and I’ll respect it. For context, though, humans and many other Alpha Quadrant species consider things like undressing each other to be a form of intimacy - even sensuality in the right set of circumstances. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” I explained placing a soft kiss on his forehead and taking a step back to give him some space. “I don’t know if you brought clothing with you, but if you didn’t and you want something to sleep in, I have a few oversized shirts that might fit you. You’re more than welcome to use whatever you like.”

“Thank you.” Weyoun’s words came out as barely more than a breath even as his fingers closed over mine. “Perhaps...for now, just the sleep clothes?”

Nodding my head, I went to retrieve a few things for him to choose from.

“I’m fairly certain at least one of these shirts should fit you, but you might have to make do with whatever you’re wearing beneath those stylish slacks of yours,” I said laying a few things out on the bed beside him. “I’ll give you some privacy to get changed.”

A few minutes later, I returned to the bedroom in my own pajamas to find Weyoun in my soft, light blue shirt and what looked like a pair of dark purple boxers. The shirt was normally a couple of sizes too large for me, but it looked as though it fit him a little better. I leaned against the door frame and admired him silently for a bit before he noticed me.

“What do you think?” He asked holding his arms out at his sides. Putting on a faux-pensive expression, I strode slowly over to the Vorta and stopped only inches away.

“I think you look much better in my clothes than I do,” I said as a smile split my lips and a purple blush floated up his cheeks all the way to the outer edges of his ears. Weyoun’s eyes skimmed down the column of my neck and paused there.

“Y-You kept it?” Confusion knitted my brow until I realized he was referring to the pendant. Tracing the length of the chain I’d hung it on with the tips of my fingers, I nodded my head.

“Of course I did. The man I love gave it to me hours before we...b-before...” I trailed off unable to voice the reality of what had almost happened. My eyes dropped to the carpet as the what-ifs began to cement themselves in my mind. If things had gone any worse...if the station’s shields had been breached too early or if the ship he’d been on had been any less sturdy than it was...

A murmur of my name and hands on my shoulders drew me out of my spiraling thoughts and back to the here and now.

Back to Weyoun who was looking at me with those vibrant eyes saturated with concern.

“We survived. We’re safe.” The promise flowed so easily from his tongue that I let myself believe it, even if only for this one night. In the aftermath of such chaos, I allowed myself to be pulled gently into the bed and subsequently into my lover’s arms. Just this once, I’d allow myself to savor the feeling of Weyoun’s arms around me as I nuzzled into the crook of his neck. Just this once, I let myself revel in the sensation of soft lips on my forehead and warm breath caressing my skin as Weyoun’s emotions mixed with mine and he whispered to me. “I love you, my little goddess. Nothing will take me from you.”

Just this once, I didn’t argue his choice of words regarding my heritage as a Changeling. We’d each been terrified over the other’s safety today. Let him take comfort where he chose. He deserved that much. We both did. Just this once. Shoving everything aside except the fact that Weyoun was in my arms and the quiet beating of his heart beneath my palm, I let myself take deep, slow breaths as I began to drift to sleep.

“I love you too, W’youn,” was all I managed before I surrendered to slumber in the arms of a man who should be nothing more than my enemy.

#deepspacedukat fic #weyoun 5 #weyoun 5 x reader #spoilers for S5E26 Call To Arms #emotions #fluff #suffer with me

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