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you don’t have to answer this ask but wow how are you supposed to be the bad guy fucking apologizing for reacting badly to being told to kill yourself?? i hate this website
well okay hold up i never said i was the bad guy. i said there were misunderstandings on both sides and that i was sorry for an issue in one part of how i handled it. just one.
#ask tag#not counting#like um. i do understand that maybe this person's sense of humor is way different then mine okay#but like. they said that they didn't mean it legitimately and once they saw it was haarmful they apologized#for me to say ''i am glad i understand your side of the story and you understand mine'' i am not saying i'm the bad guy#there's really no ''bad guy'' in this situation as i see it because the world is more nuanced then that y'know#like. sometimes people have a sense of humor that you can't pick up on. it doesn't mean you shouldn't state your point of view#and say ''that wasn't how i want people to talk to me and i also won't let you do that''#also the only part i really ''apologized'' for was that i used a term for them that was uncomfortable#i assume for gender reasons. and i understand where that comes from. if someone called me ''girl'' while arguing i wouldn't like it#whenever i said sorry after that i did my best to try and word it in a way like ''i am sorry this happened but it's not my fault''#like how when. idk. someone's grandma dies and you say ''sorry for your loss'' you're not saying that you killed their grandma#you're just saying that you feel bad that the thing happened but not that it's your fault#and yes. i do agree that the situation may have been fixed if they just said it was a joke but hindsight is 20/20 right?#anyways. that's my take on the situation.#and like. idk. if they apologized and told me how they saw it. i'm gonna believe them because i have had WAY more malicious people here#like idk. there have been anons who have said wayy worse and there's no discernable reason for why they would#like that one anon who told me that i should get my arms chopped off or something. idk. i deleted it before i could commit it to memory#and that was on purpose#but like. my point is. there's worse people. and if i focus all of my energy about being mad over a person who made one joke in bad taste#idk just seems like a waste of time#at least that's my perspective on the situation. never said i was the bad guy. just sorry it happened#also sorry it happened so late at night for me! i need an ibuprofen and a bagel now
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girlboyburger · 2 years
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VHS Icon commission for @rockys-other-blog !! 🪶 ⚡🔌
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itchyeye · 1 year
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@ladyananas
Ngl i spent all of s4 begging for jon to get a corruption arc and snap and end up asking elias to jelp and embracing the fact that he's an avatar now, "oh you think im a monster? ill show you a monster" style. Sigh
yeeeeaaahhhh i also spent the entire time waiting for this :( it would have been 
narratively rewarding
good horror
delicious
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acaiyatree · 1 year
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does tiktok think i hate sonadow? because they have been giving me so many damned tiktoks from folks who hate it
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xykovolpe · 1 month
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i think possibly one of the most difficult parts is not knowing what is true and what is still true but only for me. like when you're in that space between lack of insight and growing awareness and when you're realising there are things you've been thinking and believing that are actually a sign of being Unwell, it's like ok. and you take that on board. but then start to wonder about every thought or event for an unspecified length of time previous to now. and which of my current thoughts are actually closer to symptoms and how do i even begin to parse them when the only professional i see is available for 20 minutes every 3-6 months
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scrcrwfsh · 5 months
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mimimui · 9 months
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genshin boys when you're sick
includes: albedo, childe, scaramouche, tighnari
tags: established relationship, fluff, endearments, teasing from scaramouche, scara has an anemo vision here
a/n: I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO FOR SCARA + it was only supposed to be hcs but i got carried away :') tmi i should be bedridden rn so idk how i'm still able to write this .. enjoy !
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"(y/n)," albedo calls out, moving from his desk to your bedside. it's been a while since you stepped foot in dragonspine, so the effects its weather had on you wasn't surprising. "are you feeling better?" he asks, to which you reply with a painful cough.
albedo sighs worriedly, bringing his hand to your forehead to assess your body temperature. "i can't let you stay at my tent, your temperature won't go down here," he says, thinking of ways to bring you back to mondstadt. you're wrapped up in his coat, shivering from the cold.
"bedo, i'm fine," you say weakly to reassure him. "we can walk down dragonspine, i just need to wear more layers." you sit up from the bed, but then your spliting headache makes you wince. "ow..." you complain, and albedo is quick to wrap his arms around you.
"my love, i'll ask for knights to pick you up from here." albedo rubs your back gently, letting you rest your head on his shoulder. his comfort doesn't take away the pain of your headache, but it's reassuring. "thank you, bedo," you say softly.
"i'll take care of you while they get here. get well soon, my love."
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childe is instantly worried about you when teucer tells him you've been in bed all day. he opens the door to his bedroom to see you wrapped in a mountain of blankets. usually, he'd find it cute, but he has a feeling you're sick.
"darling, i'm home," he says, pulling the blankets down to see you sniffling underneath. he regrets answering to his mission when he sees you sick. "(y/n), i'm sorry, i shouldn't have left you alone." childe quickly damps a towel with cool water, placing it on your forehead gently.
"it's okay, ajax, you didn't know." you hold his hand and smile weakly at him. his pouting face easily makes you laugh, but your happiness is short-lived as you sneeze again, which makes childe squeeze your hand. "i can go to the pharmacy to get you medicine, but i don't want to leave you alone again..."
"i'll be fine, you can head out to the pharmacy."
"maybe i can ask tonia to head out for me-"
"ajax." he laughs at your suddenly stern tone, saying he was just joking.
"i'll be back, darling. wait for me, will you?"
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constant 'i told you so's flood your ears as you watch scaramouche wring your jacket before hanging it on a branch. you two were casually out on a walk when it began to rain. this didn't stop you, however, as you cheerfully ran around.
scaramouche took protection from under a tree, scoffing as he sees you enjoying the rainfall. the rain has since then stopped, and now your sopping, sneezing, body sits next to his legs. "i told you the rain would make you sick."
"i know, you've told me like, 20 times now." you cross your arms as you sneeze again, earning a loud sigh from scaramouche. he finally sits down, but you don't look at him, as you sneeze once more in the other direction.
his constant scolding was getting a bit irritating until you felt a gust of wind coming from beside you. you turn to look at scaramouche, whose head was facing the other way. his hand was producing a constant source of anemo, which was slowly drying your clothes.
"you always play in the rain and get sick and guess whose liability you become? mine!"
"i'm sorry..." "ha? why are you sorry? anyway,"
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lucky for you, tighnari is the best at taking care of others when they're sick. he knows exactly what medicine they need and how much rest they should get. "stay in bed, dearest, you're still sick." one problem: he doesn't let you do anything.
even if it's just a small cough or cold, he's quick to make sure you stay in bed. he always makes sure to stay with you though, so it's not all that bad. when he has to go out, he asks collei to watch you for him. of course collei is worried about you as well, but she at least lets you have a little more freedom.
"don't tell tighnari you let me go out, okay?" you and collei went for a stroll just outside your hut, the nice breeze being easy to breath in. "i won't (y/n)," she whispers, not wanting to get caught by the other forest rangers who don't know you're out of bed.
as you and collei enjoy your stroll, you hear a familiar voice in the distance, and a shiver runs down your spine. "..collei, i have to run," you tell her, and she nods her head. tighnari got back earlier than you thought, and he caught you both outside the hut. "(y/n)! hey!"
you run, or rather, jog, away from tighnari as he (slowly) chases you. you laugh as you playfully scream, the other forest rangers admiring the sight of the two of you playing cat and mice. when he finally catches up to you, he grabs your wrist and drags you back to your hut. "nari, i just wanted to go for walk."
"i know, but as your caretaker, it's my job to look after you. get better first, and then we can walk all you want."
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Sukuna x nightclub performer 😩
I'm sorry the emoji at the end made me laugh so hard!
Pairing: Ryomen Sukuna x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, meet horny (if that's a thing), teasing, eventual sex, bit of a slowburn, flirting, misunderstanding, protectiveness, grinding, possessiveness
A/N: I made myself laugh while writing this cause to me a nightclub performer is a singer, but my friend one told me he thought it meant a stripper. Idk but I wanted to incorporate it here.
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Misunderstands and thinks you're looking to be payed to sleep with him
Is very confused as to why you're singing
Figures you want to show off your pretty voice
You do sing well though, he has to admit that but he also has to admit that he can't stop his eyes from following down your body
You feel his gaze on you, you see him, one of the best dressed people in the club and based on his tattoos maybe he's head of a gang
There's no stopping the shiver in your voice as you sing the last note and see him standing up, clapping and walking up to you
You make a quick run to the bar to order a drink for yourself
There are many who want to buy it for you but Sukuna is the first and he also takes the spot next to you
Can pay any price for you, one night, ten, a month, name it
For your singing? Wow he must have liked it a lot
He is very confused, yes your singing is great but he meant for sex
You stare at him, not knowing if you should be flattered or offended but settle for flattered and a laugh
There's a bit of disappointment on his face when he realizes you're just a songstress and you won't fuck him
Well you didn't say that, just not for money
He has to prove himself first, as he can see, you're very popular among people here
A competition is something he never backs down from and always wins
Soon as you drag him onto the dance floor you feel his cock press against you
Not much of a dancer but he doesn't need to be, he only needs to keep you close and let you feel him, drown in him
Easily scares away anyone else who tries to have a turn
Sukuna comes back to every single one of your performances and always asks you to dance after, getting better at it every time
Starts to escort you home, he doesn't want anyone getting any ideas
As you could have imagined he is a dangerous man at the core and has many enemies, many of which would love to get their hands on a pretty thing like you
No, he chose you first, which means he will have you first
It's not long before it becomes a game, you singing, drinking and then dancing with him and then later on riding his clothed cock in the far back seat of the nightclub
You can be loud, there's music playing and will send away anyone who interrupts
When you begin dating there's one rule he has to follow: no sex before your performance
He fucks you really hard and loves to fuck your throat, can't have your voice being all rough for performance night
But after he can do anything he wants
Most of your dresses end up ruined with cum which is why you get into a habit of packing a spare just in case
Hickyes are fine, you can cover those with makeup, which he doesn't like and never wants when you're alone, he wants to see every mark he leaves on you
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angelicdanvers · 3 months
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BREATHE DEEPER | four.
a charlie bushnell x fem!reader social media fic.
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liked by iamcharliebushnell, levizmiller, dior.n.goodjohn, and others
y/n — australia’s my new fav country
tagged | levizmiller
levizmiller i’m challenging you to another round of pool tonight ↳ y/n bet
iamcharliebushnell when’d you go to australia? 😭 ↳ y/n when u didn’t show up for acai bowls >:( ↳ iamcharliebushnell im sowwy ↳ y/n DONT YOU DARE ↳ iamcharliebushnell okok sorry but thought you'd be in london ↳ y/n soon, yeah :')
levizmiller y/n im gonna poke you ↳ y/n okayy hi ↳ levizmiller let’s get boba ↳ y/n YES
dior.n.goodjohn I MISS U COME BACK TO ME ↳ y/n once my australian chronicles are over i promise i will <3 ↳ dior.n.goodjohn WOOOO
walker.scobell youre pretty! ↳ y/n thanks lil dude!
i.am.andrewalvarez AUSSIEEE ↳ y/n THE SWEET ESCAPE FR
aryansimhadri DID YOU SEE KANGAROOS ↳ y/n NO NOT YET THOUGH I HOPE I DO
dailymail Y/n and Levi? ;)
user omg bf reveal happening??
user2 ive never held my breath this much
“GALILEO’S GALS” — 5 notifications!
chanel’s enemy Y/N
lee lee Y/N
dr dre why am i in this gc
chanel’s enemy because u are
lee lee we’re getting off topic Y/NNN CMERE
↳ hiiiii?
chanel’s enemy HIIII HRU ILY
↳ ILY TOO BAE IM GOOD WBU
chanel’s enemy WE GOOD WE HAVE SOME ?’s THO
↳ oh?
lee lee ARE YOU AND LEVI DATING
dr dre OHH THIS MAKES SENSE YEAH ARE YOU??
↳ nooooo
chanel’s enemy that’s a very interesting no
↳ we’re not but idk
chanel’s enemy what
lee lee girl wdym
↳ we’re not dating but i think he likes me? idk
dr dre do you like him back though???
↳ eh he’s very sweet but i’ve always seen him as a best friend, i don’t think we could be more
lee lee do you want to be more??
↳ i mean, i’d give him a chance if he asked? but it’s not anything i’m particularly into or wanting
chanel’s enemy okay that helps
↳ uhhh why
dr dre well if my sleepy ass remembers correctly, everyone and their mother are wondering if you’re dating
↳ nah that aint possible
lee lee it is, stupid dailymail picked up on it first 💀
↳ my manager’s asleep, no wonder she hasn’t updated me lol oh well idgaf they can think what they want
chanel’s enemy but even walker and charlie are 😭
↳ they’re gonna forget it in t-minus four secs it’s fine
dr dre whatever you say, ma’am but are you sure that ‘cryptic’ caption won’t cause any issues??
↳ uhh andrew you’re scaring me
dr dre what if someone likes you? like like-likes you and knows you and gets hella jealous or doubtful? and not saying charlie does but he was raving about how he might finally get to hang out with you, ONE ON ONE. what if he thinks he can't because he thinks you two are dating?
↳ bro first off ik you don’t like me, neither does aryan and i know its DEFINITELY not walker
lee lee girl he had a celeb crush on you a few years ago dont tell him i told u that
chanel’s enemy LMFAOOOO but no andrew has a point how come you didn’t mention charlie? 🤨
dr dre yeah i was just aboutta say 🤨 especially after my little analysis?
↳ SECONDLY, guys, charlie doesn’t. not one bit and that’s obvious, like he isn’t even in considerations. i understand what he may feel but he has nothing to worry about. he knows i won't ditch him or anything lol (right?) but if anything the only person that’d be a little confused or whatnot is william
chanel’s enemy WHAT?? AS IN WILLIAM FRANKLYN MILLER??
lee lee huh 😃
↳ we dated for a month back when we were 15 or so and realized we were way better off as friends
lee lee why ?
↳ idk i think i was just jealous of lily 😭 but anyways we’ve been just friends since and i’m completely happy with that. i don't see him romantically anymore, yeah he’s hot but like nah. but yeah if he was confused, it's probably because i was best friends with levi when we dated too and might question if he was the cause of our split?? AGAIN THATS IF HE OVERTHINKS IT
dr dre i feel like i’m reading an autobiographical analysis you definitely are fond towards “millers”
↳ ur welcome <333 and NO i am not
chanel’s enemy okok so we got several people who’d be jealous
↳ WHAT WDYM SEVERAL I ONLY LISTED ONE
lee lee ain’t no way you’re ignoring charlie
↳ DUDES I REALLY DONT THINK HE LIKES ME
dr dre but there could be a possibility? just don’t rule him out
↳ bro he doesn't like me 😭 but yeah trust me everything’s gonna be okay again i dont like anyone and no one likes me, and we'll make sure it's obvious i'm single in case anyone does though that may take a while... ANYWAYS
lee lee suuuuure you should hang out with charlie btw
↳ idk why but im scared to 😭
lee lee but you need to he misses you a lot yk
↳ doesn’t change the fact that im SCARED
lee lee WHY WOULD YOU BE SCARED ITS JUST CHARLIE
↳ IDK I JUST DONT WANNA SEEM STUPID OR UNATTRACTIVE AND SHIT
lee lee HE FLIRTS WITH YOU ALL THE TIME AND MESSES UP JUST AS MUCH, YOURE NOT THE EMBARRASSING ONE HERE
↳ DUDE I KNOW I CAN BE AND I DONT WANNA DRIVE HIM AWAY
dr dre sure you and levi hang out and are sweet and shit but BRO the teeth rotting sugar is you and charlie in your damn COMMENTS
↳ ITS NOT THAT BAD, IS IT?? 😭 GOD I HOPE CHARLIE DOESNT THINK OF ME ANY DIFFERENTLY
chanel’s enemy i think u like charlie, miss girl
↳ NO
dr dre nah, they’d be cute together, even charlie said so himself
chanel’s enemy you dumbass
dr dre uhhh ANYWAYS said too much im gonna sleep again love youse
lee lee BRO yeah night babes <3
chanel’s enemy LOVE U BAE GN
↳ what the duck STUPID AUTOCORRECT WHAT THE FUCK AINT NO WAY YALL JUST DIPPED fine ily guys too </3 BUT DONT THINK IM LETTING THAT GO EASILY ugh what do you guys mean 😭 aint no way thats true OKOK YK WHAT BYE!! FOR REAL THIS TIME
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thank you so much for all your love and support, it really means the world to me. y/n's beginning to find out certain things, wonder where things will go from here 🤔
as always, i will continue updating the taglist :)
i love you and am so proud of you, stay safe and drink water <3
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fallenseaofstars · 3 months
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Argenti headcanons
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🌹 Tags: Afab g/n reader, Smut/Fluff, established relationship, obsessive Argenti once again 😍, size difference kink, belly bulge, creampie, idk what else to tag 💔
🌹 A/N: sorry I tried making him as accurate to canon but he's a bit of a freak in my eyes (not in the kinky way but in the questionable way)
Argenti is a gentleman, he loves to be sensual and treat you like royalty, so naturally the aftercare is top notch! No matter how tired he is (unlikely that he's tired to begin with) he'll always make sure to clean you well, get the bed ready and pepper you with many many kisses <3 He will never leave until you're fully taken care of
Raging size difference kink. He can't quite pinpoint why exactly he's so into it but all he knows is that he can't help himself when he sees just how much smaller you are to him- believe me he has had to learn a new level of self control around you...
He's really big and absolutely loves seeing you take all him, has accidentally overstimulated you before but can you blame him? The way your pussy takes all of his cock and how his cum drips down you ... one round is not enough to please him.
Belly bulge is almost a guarantee everytime he fucks you and yes, it makes him very hard seeing how deep he fucks you
Pleasure dom but can also be sub. He absolutely loves spoiling you no matter how greedy you get, but he also enjoys being spoiled! He won't outwardly admit this however so make sure every once in a while you take good care of him, he deserves it~ ❤️
Worships you like a god(dess) regardless if he's top or bottom, it's almost embarrassing hearing his over the top compliments but he means every word! He loves spending a while just kissing your entire body, his kisses are so soft and full of love, and they linger in the areas that you're most self conscious about! To him, everything about you is beautiful, no matter what you think of yourself!
Loves it when you take the lead, he'll do whatever you ask of him like an obedient little puppy~ just kiss him a few more times and he's already head over heels for you! (Not that he already isn't though) When you ride him and threat him like a whore he cums even faster than usual. He can't decide if he prefers when you're gentle and loving or when you're mean and harsh.
Big praise kink, even when you're mean to him you should still praise him~
Into bondage as well, loves it no matter who's the one tied up! When you're the one tied up he loves to blindfold you as well and whisper to you everything that he will/is doing to you. He's very comforting when you're blindfolded but you can feel his voice go deeper than usual which makes you all the more hot for him
Now when you tie him up...he becomes a complete mess. He whines and moans, his body shaking so much that you almost feel bad for not letting him touch you, but that's just part of the fun, no? Again, cums a lot faster in this state
He cums a lot- and quickly too. You're lucky he has so much stamina since he cums way before you even come close. After you're both done the bed/wherever you fucked is very very messy- makes him a bit embarrassed but also loves seeing it as a way of claiming you as his own~
Also has a breeding kink, even if you can't have kids hes simply just obsessed with the idea of filling you up and having so many kids with you~
CW: Dub-con and cnc (roleplay kidnapping)
Overall he's very loving, no matter how you want him to fuck you he'll do it and praise you so much while doing so! You're his beloved little rose and he absolutely loves everything about you! ❤️
Although you're his priority and he wants to make sure you enjoy every second of it, he's still quite...obsessive over you- which can lead to him forgetting that this is reality and will fuck the living light out of you to the point that it's just painful- at some point he'll make sure you're okay but he's quick to go back and fucking you dumb
He's a bit addicted to roleplaying as if he kidnapped you, tying you to his bed and just fucking your pretty face drives him insane <3 You spend a lot of time before hand making clear each other's boundaries, and even while roleplaying he can't help but ask if your ok and compliments you so much
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headcanonenthusiast · 3 months
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Kyle Garrick NSFW headcanons
This was so difficult to write for some reason and idk why 😭😭 I think I just had a lot of trouble writing for Gaz, because as much as I like him as a character, I'm not much of a Gaz girl. (Or, I wasn't before writing this. I think I changed my own mind with these headcanons 🤭)
(I completely understand that this type of content is not everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok! But, please scroll and ignore if this type of content isn't your thing as opposed to leaving any sort of negative comments.)
Enjoy!
Nsfw under the cut.
-His biggest mission during sex is to make you scream.
-If you haven't screamed his name so loudly that it gets you a volume warning on a smart watch, he isn't done.
-Will beg you to be even louder if he isn't satisfied with your volume.
-"C'mon, louder. Louder, baby, you can be louder than that."
-Lowkey doesn't mind fucking you near an open window. Def leans down to whisper in your ear to encourage you to be louder.
-"Don't go covering your mouth now, love. Let the neighbors hear how good I'm making you feel."
-3 inches soft, 5 inches hard.
-Calls you pretty girl/boy all the time.
-Especially if you're wearing something of his, whether it be a shirt or necklace or his dog tags.
-Honestly, whenever he sees you in his clothing, especially his dog tags, he goes crazy.
-"Look at you, pretty boy/girl. Keeping my shirt nice and warm for me."
-OBSESSED with taking you while you're on your stomach.
-He'll lean down to kiss your shoulders and back, fingers switching between your hip to your side.
-Isn't opposed to you being on top, as long as you're both enjoying yourselves.
-Like I said, he loves taking you from behind. As such, he sees any sort of marks or dots that you normally don't even see. And he'll run his fingers along any birthmarks/scars with his face buried in the crook of your neck.
-Feel like he'd like recording/taking pictures of it, too. (With consent ofc)
-And he definitely won't share those photos with anyone. They are only for his eyes and your own.
-"God, baby. I ruined you last night. Look at how messy your hair got."
-I feel like he sends the most gorgeous nudes.
-He basically poses for you like a model in front of the mirror. Mf knows he's hot.
-I feel like the main way he asks for sex is sending you a nude or spicy message. Normally doesn't ask for it outright, kinda let's it go over text or come into the night randomly.
-He sees eating you out/sucking you off as a great way to calm you down.
-If somethings got you upset, he'll get a small frown on his face and look more concerned. You don't have to tell him anything if you don't want to, though. Just let him gently eat your pussy/suck your dick and I can guarantee that you'll forget about whatever was upsetting you.
-If you feel more overstimulated or just have the tendency to cry from the sensations of sex, he's stopping and pulling out with a hand on your shoulder.
-"Oh shit, did I hurt you? I'm sorry, babe."
-And even if he didn't hurt you at all, it just felt super good, he never pressures you into continuing. If you want to keep going, he'll return to a similar pace but with more awareness of your facial expressions and noises.
-I feel like he'd want to try cockwarming you, but he's honestly so bad at keeping still. It's not his fault you feel too good to not move inside of.
-"Come on, baby. You feel so good, you're so fucking tight. It'd be sinful of me not to move."
-Please put your hands on his shoulders if you're on your back. Nothing will get him harder than you touching his shoulders.
-And if you cry out his name? His confidence shoots through the roof and he nearly cums right then and there.
-Prefers cumming on your stomach, back or thighs so he can take pictures afterwards.
-Aftercare includes him handing you some water before grabbing two game controllers, asking if you'd like to play a game before bed. And if you agree, y'all's moans won't be the only thing the neighbors complain about. Your laughter will probably be as loud as the moans, too.
-And maybe whoever loses the game has to bottom for the next round, idk 🤭
My hands hurt from typing so much 😭 but thanks to everyone who voted! It was challenging to write for Gaz, bc like I said, until an hour ago when I started writing this I wasn't super attracted to him, but I need to learn to write for characters I don't often think about more. Hope y'all enjoyed! Alejandro is up next 😏
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mamamittens · 7 months
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How Our Seeds Grow (Pt. 2)
Platonic Yandere Whitebeard Pirates & young!GN!Reader
Main|First|Next
Warnings: Emotional distress, a very naked snail, and minor blood.
Ah! Almost forgot, for those that asked to be tagged: @iggy5055 @badluckinfrench (idk why it won't let me tag you bro, sorry, the minute I got to the 'f' it said no)
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You’d never really considered what you’d do if you did ever run afoul of pirates. The other marines were usually quite good at keeping any real threat far from you, often by bodily tossing you to someone else. And you didn’t know if this was the usual fate of a marine caught by pirates either. It sure didn’t seem like it, but none of the pirates thought it was weird, so what did you know?
You were seated in a medical bay on board their ship clutching the hem of your shirt anxiously. You weren’t injured anymore but dried blood was still smeared over your face and collar. Nose a little stuffed up.
A man with a blue mask over half his face and a kind smile gently wiped your face off with a wet rag as he asked questions. Pheonix taking notes on a clipboard with a pleasant but vaguely fake smile. It didn’t even hurt, the damp, warm fabric just removing any leftover blood from your broken nose. When he was done, he pulled out a few tissues.
“Have you had any shots? Blow your nose into this and we’re done with that—” Deuce ordered softly, holding the tissues over your nose firmly as you followed his instructions.
“Nnn—I don’t know? I think so?” You whined, ears popping as your nose itched, now free of any leftover blood. Deuce winced and tossed the tissues away, wiping your face clean one last time. You rubbed your nose, wrinkling it with a grimace as the sensation faded. “…thanks.” You mumbled, still unsure about what you’re supposed to do.
You certainly couldn’t run. Where would you go? The ship had left port a few minutes ago and until that point you'd been carried or had a hand on your shoulder. You couldn’t call for help, the fight with Fire Fist was loud enough that anyone who could hear would have already shown up. And you definitely couldn’t fight.
Deuce smiled softly, patting your head.
“That’s alright, kid. We can figure out the rest later.” He reassured you. “What do you like to do? We’ve got a lot of stuff on the Moby Dick for all sorts of hobbies. And plenty of people willing to teach you if you don’t know how to do them.” He kneeled down so he was looking up at you, no longer towering over you despite sitting on an exam table.
You swallowed hard, wringing your shirt in uncertainty.
“I-I’m a marine? I don’t got time for hobbies. I clean or I train or I go on patrols.” You explained lamely. You’d seen some marines do things in their downtime. Like knit or read. Some gambled. But you’d always been kept busy and unable to really get to know the others on any base you were stationed at.
Deuce’s expression fell, Pheonix keeping his gaze fixed on the clipboard in his hands—but he gripped it hard enough you could hear the whine of the board under stress. Deuce cleared his throat, smile returning.
“Well! I guess that just means you get to try everything! You’re too young for any serious training.” Deuce explained cheerfully, tapping your nose.
“Bring-ring. Bring-ring. Bring-clack!” your snail called out as you scrambled to answer quickly, pulling him free from your pocket.
“H-Hello! E—”
“Where are you?! Ensign Williams was found passed out in the marketplace! It was supposed to be a simple patrol—you can’t just go running off because you feel like it!” Someone you think you recognized as the base captain’s assistant shrieked, tears pricking your eyes as you cleared your throat.
“U-Uhm… we were on patrol when my partner and I got orders to confront Fire Fist and to run if he was accompanied by another Whitebeard Pirate. W-Williams was beaten and… the Pheonix took me?” You mumbled, face red as you refused to look up.
“What?! Who the fuck gave that order—Never mind! You need to return to base immediately for punitive assignment, ensign!” You sniffed, tears falling as you impulsively choked out a strained cry,
“How?!” you sobbed anxiously as the snail was plucked from your hands. Through foggy glasses, you saw it was Pheonix but his expression was blurred.
“No.” Pheonix stated simply, his voice hard as you rubbed your eyes. “They won’t be returning, period. So, consider this their resignation.” Your chest tightened while Deuce rubbed your back, whispering into your ear.
“Easy, kid. You’re not in trouble—we won’t let them have you back, I promise.”
“But I gotta!” You whined, Deuce tutting as he pulled down your hands to wipe your face with the rag.
“No, no, no, you really don’t. It’s not your fault, alright?”
“ON WHO’S ORDERS?!” the vaguely familiar voice screeched.
“Ours.” There was a crunch of metal and a hand gently opened your palm. The snail’s firm weight notably lighter. You pulled back from Deuce’s attempt to clean your face, clumsily putting your glasses back to look.
The snail, a pleasant crème color, was missing his standard issue shell. Visibly shaking from either fright or a chill.
“O-Oh no, Cream, you’re naked!” You cried in despair, Deuce choking out a laugh. You jerked, remembering suddenly that you weren’t allowed to name the snails or get attached.
Pheonix kneeled down and stroked your cheek fondly. That familiar sensation of bated breath and birdsong in your chest almost reassuring in it’s intensity.
“Don’t worry, we’ve got some spare shells in storage. None that let you make calls though.” He reassured you as you placed your hand over Cream’s naked back. He looked a little relieved, ducking his head as much as he could in the small space you provided. “Think you can clean up the rest on your own? Ace should have found spare clothes by now.”
You sniffled.
“I-I have to wear a uniform though…” You objected. “It’s mine.”
Just about the only thing you did own, actually, besides pet treats. Even Cream was actually the base’s snail.
Pheonix’s expression twisted again into something sad and deeply troubled as he glanced over your uniform.
“Well… I doubt we can take off the letters, so the hat has to go… but you can keep this. How does that sound? We’ll get you new clothes soon.” Pheonix reassured you while gently tugging the blue fabric free from your shirt collar. He moved your hand and placed it over Cream with a soft smile.
You ducked your head shyly.
“…alright.”
Fire Fist trampled into the room with a bundle of clothes in his arms.
“Found it! A little big but these should fit just fine!” Fire Fist declared as he handed you the bundle, wrinkling his nose at the very naked Cream. “Uh, why’s the snail naked?”
Cream ducked under the blue fabric, skin turning a soft pink hue.
“Hey! Don’t be mean, he’s shy!” you protested before thinking better of it, though rather than take offense, Fire Fist held up his hands and laughed.
“Sorry, sorry! I just never see these guys without a shell—what happened?”
“Run along now, baby bird. Deuce will show you where to clean up while we help fit… Cream with a new shell.” Pheonix helped you off the table and picked up Cream with a slightly embarrassed look. Fire Fist almost asked again, it was clear on his face, but Pheonix glared and it was dropped. Deuce gently pushing you out of the room and towards a private bathroom.
“Take your time, alright kiddo?” Deuce told you softly as he closed the door, letting you have privacy. It was a modest bathroom and you took full advantage. Having the chance to take your time not something you’ve been afforded for a while since the bases have shared bathing areas and your partners were rarely patient enough to wait for long.
It felt weird not getting dressed in a clean uniform. The old one ripped up and dirtied from the marketplace. Your alternative a baggy white shirt with Whitebeard’s jolly roger and shorts that tied at the waist. You looked at the blue neckerchief that Pheonix was allowing you to keep, considering where to where it. The shirt didn’t have a collar to tie it around. Your wrists were too thin unless you wrapped your forearm. It was thankfully clean despite your bloodied nose.
After a long moment, you looked at the mirror.
You looked tired. Eyes red from crying behind your broken glasses but otherwise clean.
It felt wrong to wear this anywhere but your neck.
Decisively, you tied it around your neck like a bandana, pleased to find that you could pull it up over your chin easily. It wasn’t too tight or loose, the weight reassuring in the absence of the layered uniform collar.
Sadly, you folded up your old uniform and held it to your chest. Standing before the door as your heart raced. You weren’t sure why they decided to take you with them and the sudden change in routine was frightening—something you reluctantly admitted to yourself as you stared at the bathroom door.
They were nice but… if you could, you’d go back to the base right that minute. Even if it meant being given chores as punishment for ‘running away’. At least you knew what to expect on base. This pirate ship was a whole new situation though.
There was a yip from the other side of the door and nails scratching the wood.
“Hey! Don’t rush them, Stefan! Let the poor kid take their time.” Fire Fist chastised Stefan softly, a low whine echoing with a few, last petulant drags of nails on wood.
Taking a deep breath, you opened the door, still clinging to your old uniform with your eyes fixed to the floor.
“…hi.”
There was a shift of fabric and boots as suddenly Fire Fist squatted down low with a soft smile.
“Hey, kiddo. You alright? Nice bandana, it looks good on you.” He remarked, an almost understanding look in his eyes. Your chest ached and you shook your head before thinking better of it.
“I-I wanna go back. I-I’m going to be in so much trouble…” You whimpered thickly, tears quick to flood your cheeks. There was a flash of a grimace on Fire Fist’s face as he scooped you up, Stefan managing a single lick to your shin.
Fire Fist felt warm and bubbly. A soothing heat like a sun bathed rock on a beach that hugged you close. Hand brushing over your back.
“No, you’re not, c’mon now, no more tears. You can’t be crying into your food—the chef didn’t put teary stew on the menu! It’s not Thatch’s cooking but it’s still pretty good.” Fire Fist soothed you with a soft bounce to his step. “If this is about that uniform, I promise we’ll get you something way better soon! Haven’t you ever wanted to wear something else? Anything else? Whatever you want, you can have, I promise! Cheer up!”
Even through your tears you could smell the thick scent of dinner as a soft voice piped up behind you.
“They’re going to need some time to adjust, Ace. I know it’s hard to see them like this, but you have to let them let it all out. It’s like when you first came on board. Eventually you tired out from it… eventually.” Fire Fist’s grimace was clear despite the haze on your broken lenses. Cheeks pink as he blushed, holding you closer with a sheepish expression. “Think I can take those old clothes now, baby bird?” Pheonix asked softly, tapping the folded pile in your arms.
You felt your lips wobble as you held it tighter to your chest. A sob startled from you as Fire Fist bounced you to get your attention.
“Hey, looks like he wants to trade.” Fire Fist pointed out, jerking his chin towards Pheonix’s other hand. Cream sat in his curled palm, a sea green shell settled on his back. He looked far more comfortable now than he did before, his small arms wiggling towards you as he considered you with some worry.
After a long moment, you relaxed your grip, allowing Pheonix to take your old uniform and trade for Cream.
“…thank you. His new shell looks nice.” You whispered, holding Cream close as he tried to brush away your tears with a soft hum. You curled into Fire Fist’s arm, head tucked under his chin as you couldn’t help a weak sniffle.
“You’re welcome. Now let’s get you two something to eat. We’ll be arriving at the main flagship pretty late.” Pheonix advised as you glanced up at him. He smiled, cupping your face to swipe away a tear with more success than Cream had.
You wanted to reiterate how deeply in trouble you already were but all that you could say was a meek response.
“…okay.”
Pheonix handed off the clothes to Deuce and walked with Fire Fist towards the eating area.
“You’ll like it here with us eventually. Everyone loves it when we get a new baby on board.”
“Oi!” Fire Fist protested sharply. Pheonix grinned sharply, eyes narrowing at Fire Fist.
“Don’t get jealous~ you’re still a baby in Oyaji’s eyes.”
“That’s not what I meant!”
Small nubby arms tapped your chin as Cream tucked himself close to your neck with a reassuring murmur.
Maybe… maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all. If everyone is like them. Even if they’re pirates.
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wheeboo · 7 months
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just...cuddling soonyoung
idk why but i really wanna give him a cuddle and then keep him back in my pocket
CUDDLING SOONYOUNG IS THE BEST THING EVER LIKE 😭 gonna tag @etherealyoungk too for her hoshi brainrot lmaoo
imagine coming home late from work, and it's very quiet that you think soonyoung isn't here even though he is (he texted you an hour prior that he was waiting for you at home). you half-expected for him to come running up to you the moment you open the door, but that doesn't happen. you furrow your brow--he's probably in the bedroom and didn't hear you come in.
when you put your belongings away, you slowly creep up to the bedroom, pushing lightly on the door as it wasn't fully shut. it was dim inside, with the only source of light being the lampshade on soonyoung's side on. but when you direct your gaze towards the bed, you feel your heart swell out of your chest.
on the bed laid your boyfriend cradled up with a pillow to his chest, low breaths leaving his mouth and his chest rising up and down steadily. he's asleep--he must have fallen asleep while waiting for you to come home. you can't help that smile tugging at your lips at how peaceful he looks. his usual lively and energetic features is softened in slumber. being careful not to disturb him, you quietly tiptoe closer to the bed.
gently, you crawl onto the bed, careful not to jostle him too much. you lie down beside him, and contemplate for a moment with your arm hanging loosely in the air. then you think whatever, and find your arm carefully encircling around his waist, the warmth of his body radiating onto yours. you press a soft, lingering kiss against the back of his neck. his skin is soft and slightly warm from sleep, and a faint shiver runs through him in response to your touch. he stirs slightly, but not enough to wake him up. you chuckle quietly, placing another kiss under his earlobe.
however, he does wake up when you press even closer to him. his eyes flutter open, gazed dazed as he adjusts to his surroundings. then, the corners of his lips lift into a soft, sleepy smile when realises that you're there behind him. he lets go of the pillow and flips himself over, arms stretching out to find you. his fingers curl around your side, pulling you snugly against him until you're both practically intertwined. you can't even tell whose the big spoon and little spoon at this point.
"my baby," he murmurs lowly. "i missed you."
"missed you too, soonie," you mutter in response, finding your head settled perfectly at the crook of his neck.
"sorry for falling asleep," he says. "i wanted to stay awake for you."
you chuckle. "it's okay, love. i know you had a long day too."
you don't how long you lay there just in silence, with your breathing synchronised and your bodies fit together like a perfect puzzle piece. when you open your eyes again, you lightly trace along his back before giving a few soft taps to his side.
you lift your head up as much as you can to look down at him. "soonie, i have to get ready for bed."
soonyoung's fingers gently tighten their hold around you, and he blinks up at you with those still-sleepy eyes. a lazy smile tugs at his lips as he looks at you, gaze filled with warmth.
"can't we just stay like this a little longer?" he mumbles, voice a soft plea.
you run your hand through his hair. "i'd love to, but i gotta wash up first."
a cute pout crosses his face. "promise me you'll come back when you're done?"
you grin at his adorable pout, leaning down to press a sweet kiss to his forehead. "i promise. i won't be long."
he huffs playfully, "alright, but hurry back. I miss you already."
with one final affectionate smile, you reluctantly disentangle yourself from soonyoung's embrace and head to the bathroom to wash up. after freshening up, you make your way back to the bedroom and you see soonyoung lying there, half-awake and waiting for you.
"you're back," he murmurs, already holding out his arms for you.
you quickly slip back under the covers, settling into his embrace. the two of you wrap your arms around each other as if you can't get enough of one another's presence.
"did you miss me?" you tease, your fingers tracing patterns on his chest.
"too much," he responds quietly, placing a kiss to your forehead.
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gotham--fc · 2 months
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Sleeping With the Enemy - A Marie-Philip Poulin Imagine
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Requested by @simp4panos (sorry idk why the tag isn't working): R is Hilary's younger sister and dating MPP and Hilary isn't happy when she finds out and tries to fight MPP on the ice but MPP won't because she knows it's R's sister
This is neither of the fics I’ve been working on because I’m physically incapable of finishing what I started so I decided to start and finish something completely new so sorry to those waiting on another Hilary fic I’m fighting a war against my own brain rn
I don't speak french so I googled translated stuff so I hope it's not too bad, I also tried to look up like specific Quebecois phrases and things so hopefully the quebecois who see this don't hate me for it
When Hilary enters her little sister’s apartment, she expected a lot of things. She expected to be tackled with a hug. She expected to have silly string sprayed in her face. Hell, she half expected her sister to be sleeping, having forgotten Hilary was coming.
She didn’t expect to see her sister wearing a BU sweater with Poulin stitched across the back. Or Marie-Philp Poulin in her sister’s kitchen. Or Marie-Philip Poulin kissing her sister.
“What the hell?!”
“Hil!” Y/N snaps around.
“Hilary, que faites-vous ici?”
When Hilary signed with Boston, she knew it wasn’t a guarantee that Y/N would get drafted by them too. She thought there was a good chance. After all, who didn’t want both Knight sisters on their team? They were an unbelievable pair, their chemistry on the ice coming naturally after growing up playing hockey together. They went to Wisconsin together, albeit, different years, but they’ve been on teams together both national and not for their whole lives.
It didn’t pan out, and it was disappointing, but not the end of the world. Y/N ended up in Montreal, and Hilary was kind of exciting to play out the Boston-Montreal rivalry with her sister.
Hilary came up to Montreal to help Y/N unpack and get settled. They got to explore Montreal a bit together before Hilary had to head back to Boston. Before Hilary left, Y/N gave her a key to her place, for whenever she was in the city. That was the way things were with them, they had keys to each other places and an open invitation to come over and stay whenever. Hilary is staying at the team hotel technically, but everyone knows she’s going to spend most of her time that she’s not with her team with Y/N.
Which is why she’s here. She dropped her stuff off at the hotel and grabbed an overnight bag to come stay at Y/N’s. They play later tonight, so Hilary is going to drop her bag off and spend some time with Y/N before they’re both required at the rink and then head back with Y/N after the game. And now she’s face to face with Marie fucking Philip Poulin.
“What the fuck is this? What the fuck is going on?”
“Hil, I thought… I thought you weren’t getting in until later,” Y/N says.
Hilary looks between Y/N and Poulin. Y/N looks shocked, nervous almost. Poulin looks fucking guilty.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing with my sister?” Hilary says. She focuses all her energy on Poulin. “What the fuck are you doing here? Get the fuck out, stay away from my sister.”
“Hilary,” Y/N says, a hint of desperation in her voice, “I wanted to tell you, I swear I was going to, I just… Let’s talk about this.”
“Je devrais partir,” Poulin says quietly, “Tu devrais parler à ta sœur seule.”
“What?” Y/N turns to Poulin and touches her arm. It takes everything in Hilary not to storm over there and put herself in between Poulin and her sister. “No. It’s alright, it’s alright, you don’t have to go.”
Hilary didn’t even know her sister knew French.
“J'aggrave les choses,” Poulin says, “Je te verrai ce soir. À bientôt, ma petite blonde.”
Poulin leaves without a word to Hilary. Hilary’s stare follows her out the door, then stays staring at the closed door Poulin just left out of.
“Please don’t be mad,” Y/N says, “I was going to tell you, I just… I didn’t want to tell you over the phone.”
“What are you doing?” Hilary turns to face Y/N. “Are you crazy? You could date anyone and you pick her?”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“God, Y/N,” Hilary rubs her temples, her frustration growing steadily since she walked in the room, “Captain Canada. Unbelievable,” Hilary scoffs, “Is this why you’re in Montreal? Did your girlfriend pull some strings and get you drafted here? You’d rather play here with her than in Boston right? It’s not enough for you to play for my rival team you have to sleep with them too?”
“Hilary!” Y/N cries, “It’s not like that!”
“Whatever,” Hilary shoulders her bag and heads for the door, “I’m not doing this.”
Hilary leaves, ignoring Y/N’s yells after her. Hilary heads back to the hotel, to the dismay of her roommate, Hannah Brandt, who thought she had the room to herself for the night. Hilary throws her bag on the ground and throws herself onto the closest bed.
“You good?” Brandt asks. Hilary huffs in response. “You get in a fight with her or something? I thought I wasn’t going to see you until game time.”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Hilary snaps. A beat. And then: “I walked in on her and Poulin. I can’t fucking believe it! Why couldn’t she pick anyone else? Why does it have to be fucking Poulin? It’s bad enough she’s fucking here when she should be in Boston, but now I find out she’s bedding the Canadian team behind my back! And who does Poulin think she is? She thinks she can just… just… date my sister? She’s Canada’s fucking captain, she fucking embarrasses us at every tournament, isn’t that enough for her?”
“I thought we weren’t talking about it,” Brandt says, “But seriously Knight, what’s wrong with Poulin? Sure she’s Canadian, but she’s not evil. And don’t you want your sister to be happy?”
“Not with her!”
“I don’t know what to say Hil,” Brandt says, “You can skulk about it all you want but you better be ready to play tonight.”
***
During warmups, Hilary can sense Y/N’s eyes on her. Y/N has been trying to get her attention ever since Hilary got to the rink and Hilary won’t give it to her. Hilary’s pissed. She’s not going to let it go that easy. Everyone can tell she’s in a mood. She’s whipping shots at Frankel, jabbing her stick at teammates in 2-on-1s. They give her a wide berth in the locker room and Hilary knows it’s not how she should act as a captain, but she doesn’t care and honestly, if she has a fire game because she’s pissed then that’s all that matters.
The game starts and Hilary zones in on Poulin. She doesn’t give her an inch of space or time. Every time Poulin is on the ice, Hilary is too. She watches Poulin jump on the ice and she screams at her teammates to change so she can get on. She presses Poulin up against the boards, she bodies her out of the faceoff circle, even though Poulin wins most of the draws. It all comes to a head when Poulin goes in for a shot and Frankel stops it and Poulin jabs at her to try and knock the puck loose.
Hilary doesn’t think. She has no idea what she’s going to do until she’s on Poulin and she’s grabbing her by the neck and pulling her back. Poulin wrests herself loose and Hilary keeps going. She charges at Poulin, shoves her, gets up in her face, and if the refs weren’t there to pull her back, Hilary thinks she might’ve actually thrown a punch. Poulin skates towards her as the refs pull her back and Hilary tries to reach over the refs to get her, until she realizes Poulin isn’t going for her. Poulin is pushing her own teammates back, putting herself in between them and Hilary.
She’s protecting Hilary.
“Arrêt, arrêt,” Hilary can hear Poulin saying. Hilary knows enough French to know what that means. The refs pull her away and towards the penalty box. Hilary pulls her eyes away from Poulin and catches the heartbroken look on her sister’s face.
“This is why I didn’t want to tell you,” Y/N says, “You always do this.”
“Wait, Y/N,” Hilary tries to follow her, but the refs stop her.
“Let’s go Knight, any more of this and we’ll give you a game misconduct.”
Hilary watches from the penalty box as her sister and Poulin talk on the ice. She watches her teammates watch her. She watches two minutes of play go by before she’s let back on the ice. For the rest of the game, Hilary tries to behave. She stops going after Poulin. She wants to, but she knows her sister will never forgive her. She can’t get the way Y/N looked out of her head. The last thing Hilary wants to do is hurt her sister.
After the game, the players shake hands and normally Hilary and Y/N would hug, but Y/N just pats Hilary on the shoulder and keeps skating. Hilary skates off the ice and goes into the locker room. Boston won in OT and Hilary should be happy. She should be celebrating with her team, but she’s not feeling it. She changes out of her gear and leaves the locker room without showering. She’ll go back and shower but she needs a minute away from everyone’s cheers.
“Knight.”
Hilary wants to groan. Fucking Poulin.
“Your sister is very mad at you right now,” Poulin says.
“Gee thanks,” Hilary says, “Didn’t pick up on that.”
“She is mad because you fought me on the ice. She’s not very happy with me right now either.”
“You didn’t do anything,” Hilary mutters, “It was all me.”
“Oui, she knows this too. She wants us to get along and we’re not and it’s making her upset.”
“Why can’t you just be a bitch?” Hilary asks, “It’s a lot easier to hate you when you’re not being so nice to me.”
“Why do you want to hate me? Because I am dating your sister?”
“She didn’t even tell me!” Hilary snaps, “I thought we were closer than that. I thought she trusted me. I thought if anything was going on with her that she would tell me. I don’t even know what I did. I told her right away when things got serious with Britt. I tell her everything and I thought she did too. I don’t… Why didn’t she tell me?”
“You’re hurt that she kept it from you, non?”
“Yeah, whatever. How long has this been going on? Did you get her drafted here?”
“That was a, uh, how do you say, happy accident. We… We’ve been seeing each other since Worlds, but nothing very serious. She was in Minnesota and I was in Montreal and long distance is very hard. Things got a little more serious over the summer. Then the league was announced and things started moving and she did not want to start anything when we didn’t know where we would be playing or living. I did not ask for her to be drafted here, but she was and then we knew we were going to be in the same place and things got more serious. We’ve been officially dating since November. She wanted to tell you but she did not want to say it over the phone and she said it felt too soon to say anything over Christmas and to be honest you don’t handle news well.”
“Okay well how am I supposed to act when my little sister tells me she’s dating my enemy?”
Poulin laughs.
“We are not really enemies, you know that. I apologize for how you found out, and I hope you can forgive me for that. I love her, you understand, and I have not told her that, but you should know. You don’t have to worry about me.”
“Do you really mean that?” Hilary asks, “You really love her?”
“I do.”
“Do you think she’ll ever forgive me?”
“Oui. Not a doubt in my mind. She loves you very much.”
“I think we should start this over again,” Hilary says. Poulin looks confused until Hilary holds out her hand. “Hi, I’m Hilary Knight, Y/N’s older, cooler, sister.” Poulin’s face lights up as she takes Hilary’s hand.
“Marie-Philip Poulin, Y/N’s girlfriend.”
“Can you tell her not to leave without me?” Hilary asks, “And maybe all three of us can grab dinner tonight? I… I want to get to know you, as my sister’s girlfriend, and not as someone I try to kill on the ice.”
“I would be very happy to.”
Hilary goes back into the locker room, showers, congratulates her team on the game and takes on the ‘Captain’ role she’s supposed to. She manages to convince Keller to bring her stuff to the hotel and take it up to her room. She waits outside the locker rooms for Y/N and Poulin. She hopes Y/N isn’t too mad. She hopes Y/N agrees to dinner and she hopes it won’t be awkward and stilted. Hilary watches Y/N approach.
When Y/N gets close enough she gives Hilary a good shove in the chest that makes Hilary stumble back a few steps.
“You’re a real ass, you know that?” Y/N says. Hilary doesn’t argue. “You’re buying,” Y/N says as she pokes her finger at Hilary’s chest where she just shoved.
“Seems fair to me,” Hilary says.
They head to a restaurant Hilary’s never heard of, but Y/N swears by, and the whole menu is in French and Hilary feels embarrassed to ask for an English one, so she tries to discreetly google translate the dishes. The waiter comes and Poulin speaks in rapid French to him and he returns with a bottle of wine. He pours them each a glass and Hilary takes a sip and realizes this dinner might cost her more than she bargained for. There’s no way this bottle is cheap.
He speaks in French again and Hilary has no idea what he says, and then Poulin says something and hands him her menu, then Y/N does the same, and he’s asking for her order, and Hilary has no idea what the menu says. When she hesitates, Poulin speaks to him again and then he takes her menu and leaves.
“Tell me she didn’t order me snails or something,” Hilary says to Y/N.
“You’re not in France Hilary,” Poulin says, “This is Montreal.”
“That doesn’t help,” Hilary turns back to Y/N, “You’re being mean, you know I can’t speak French.”
“She didn’t order snails,” Y/N says.
Hilary takes another sip of wine. Poulin says something to Y/N in French and if Hilary hasn’t been making an ass of herself all night she might’ve said something about it. Instead she stays quiet and hopes this isn’t how the rest of the night will go.
“Hil,” Y/N says. Hilary looks up and realizes Poulin isn’t at the table anymore. “Marie told me you guys talked, after the game. What the hell was that?”
“I…” Hilary feels herself flush with shame. “I shouldn’t have acted like that. I guess I just felt like… if you weren’t telling me about your life in Montreal, then maybe you didn’t need me to be your big sister anymore. And I convinced myself it was her fault so I took it out on her. It’s my fault. If I’ve done anything to drive you away–”
“I’ll always need my big sister,” Y/N says, “Yes, you can be annoying and overbearing and overprotective, but I love you. I didn’t tell you because when I first made the national team with you, you warned me not to get mixed up with the Canadians. And then I wasn’t going to tell you over the phone. And at Christmas, you were with Britt and I wasn’t ready to be open about it yet.”
“I thought you realized I was joking about the Canadian thing, given how many of us were shacking up with Canadians at that point.”
“I’m really happy here,” Y/N says, “I know you want me in Boston and I get that, but I’m really happy here. I love Montreal and the team and being with Marie is just… I can’t describe it.”
Y/N has a look on her face when she talks about Montreal. It’s the same one Hilary has when she talks about Boston. And the look Y/N has when she talks about Poulin, it’s the same one Hilary has when she talks about Britt.
“I’m happy for you,” Hilary says earnestly, “I’m really glad you found your place and your people.”
Poulin comes back and when Y/N catches her eye, she beams, and Hilary hides her smile behind her wine glass.
Hilary wanted to hate Poulin (–“You can call me Marie.” “I like Poulin better.” “Hilary!”–). She wanted to believe the Canadian could never be good enough for her sister. However, watching the two of them together, seeing how happy Y/N is, how happy Marie makes her, Hilary could never be mad at that.
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French translations:
que faites-vous ici: What are you doing here
Je devrais partir: I should leave
Tu devrais parler à ta sœur seule: You should talk to your sister alone
J'aggrave les choses: I make things worse
Je te verrai ce soir: I’ll see you tonight
À bientôt, ma petite blonde: see you soon, my little girlfriend
Arrêt: stop
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the-s1lly-corner · 1 year
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Down Time with the Creepypasta Guys
Another short thing to burn some time!! I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes :(!! Its v cold in my room rn and I'm shivering <\3
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Slenderman;
Really, when the two of you have time together, with norhing to do, he mostly just goes along with whatever you want to do
Something tells me he'd much rather study and observe you, but I also feel like he'd join in whatever activity to humor you
Reading? Movies? Games? He won't turn you down if you ask politely
Dont expect him to go out in broad daylight with you, though
His favorite activities to do with you by far are reading, but he also enjoys slow dancing with you
Even just holding you and swaying is enough
Almost makes both of you forget he's a monster
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Eyeless Jack;
Another one that's down with whatever you want to do
I feel like right off the bat Jack would want to stick with something simple, that doesn't take too much energy
If you bring something to his cabin that can play movies, he'll pull himself close to you and melt into your side
He may even sling an arm across your torso, if he feels confident enough that you won't freak out
Since I hc he lives out in the woods, he won't mind taking you around for a walk; as long as the weather isn't too bothersome and you don't run off and get hurt
Don't expect him to play games like tag with you
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Laughing Jack;
Now this guy? Real funny guy
You two would probably get up to the stupidest shit tbh
He seems like the type to engage in friendly roast battles, not sure why
You two could spend hours poking fun at each other like this
Obviously you introduce him to comedy shows and skits, and generally show him things you find funny
If he wasn't an 8 foot tall clown he would LOVE to go to a fair or carnival with you, hell! He'd probably enjoy places like chuck e cheese
He seems the type to go bonkers over those places
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Tim (Masky);
This is all assuming that you don't know about his whole proxy thing, since that's how I wrote the Christmas scenario a few days ago, so for the time being I'm sticking with that unless the prompt says otherwise!! So!!
Sleep
Lots and lots of sleep
He'll get red in the face if you bring it up, but he's a huge cuddlebug
Constantly holding some part of you during your nap sessions
Hand. Arm. Torso. Leg. Wrist. If he can get his hands on it, he's holding it
Will end up snuggling into you even if you two are sleeping on opposite sides of the bed
If you two really want to, you may go out and catch a movie, or go out to eat
Another thing you two often do is tend to the wounds that appear on his body when he's away... he seems to get stressed when he can't recall where they came from
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Brian (Hoodie);
The park is probably his go to place to unwind
Watching clouds, feeding the birds, maybe walking along a trail or two
He wants to just.. chill, much like how Tim does, but he's far more willing to go outside than Tim
Though, he's not against staying in for the afternoon and doing a couples activity
He seems like the type to enjoy cooking and baking
Idk why
Matching aprons
Maybe he'll hug you from behind n guide your hands during it
Not to make you feel bad or that you're doing it wrong!!
He wants to be close to you, is all
And thars another one done!! Sorry if it's a little dry <\3 im trying to scrape my brain for ideas but I'm drawing blanks <\3
If there's any creepypastas you want me to add to my base list let me know!! If I'm comfy with adding them I'll add them!!
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DAMN FINALLY REQUEST ARE OPEN!! Can I get the Astral Express crew with an extremely fatigue reader? I'm also really fatigue and I even struggle with going from point A to point B even if its like from my room to the kitchen.
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Omg yes!!! So happy to do some Star Rail for a change!! Also help why do I relate- Like I'm trying to do silly little PJSK dances so my condition won't be this bad but omg it's still not great... But here it is! Hope you like it vodka <3
Also sorry for Himeko and Welt being a bit shorter-
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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔽𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕖 ₊˚ˑ༄
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ March, Dan Heng, Himeko, Welt with fatigue!reader
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff but can be read as platonic too!
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @miya-akane (not tagging you since you'll get notification either way)
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✧ I feel like March would somehow relate to your problem... I know she had LOTS of energy in game but just listen to me!!
✧ she's not necessarily fatigue but she is a bit lazy after long adventure where walking around Express can be hard for her
✧ so she'll never make you walk and let you sit down whenever you need! If you're with others, she'll offer to wait for you even if they prefer to keep walking for whatever reason
✧ she also rambles or keeps the conversation going so you can forget about tiredness a bit and so the time passes quicker
✧ if you were getting into trouble by your condition, she definitely did protests-
✧ anyway, if you want to get your condition up, she definitely knows a lot of fun ways and will do her best to help you find something for you!
✧ when both of you are after adventure, you may as well be sitting in the same room, refusing to go out so someone has to bring you food so you won't starve yourselves-
"C'mon it's finally time to take a break from all this walking! I'm sure others can wait and we get to talk a bit more~"
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✧ Dan Heng wad actually a bit mean the first time you felt too tired to walk...
✧ he'd complain that you're slow and that you're just slacking him down but he quickly feels bad and depending on how close you are, he either offers to sit down for a bit or to carry you for a while!
✧ but don't get used to being carried as he'll do it for 5 minutes max and then he puts you back down so you can walk by yourself
✧ he's definitely getting softer as the time passes tho!
✧ he'd try to drag you out of your room as much as possible so you can get your condition up but if you're stubborn person and simply refuse to, he'll eventually give up
✧ definitely tried convincing you to get out with things like "if you won't get out you won't get dinner" but if you won't get out, he'll bring dinner to you in the end because he doesn't want you to starve...
✧ even tho you prefer to stay indoors, he won't usually stay with you as he does have to walk around as Trabilazer so there's a high chance of him not being by your side most of the time...
"C'mon hurry up already. I carried you literally 5 seconds ago, you can walk for at least 2 minutes..."
Why he so mean idk ToT he just seems like that
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✧ Himeko would actually be caring towards you!! She'd try her best to understand if you don't want to move much
✧ she stays in Express for most of the time herself so she'll most likely be around you when others are gone exploring and so
✧ has no problem bringing you food, she just wants to make sure you stay healthy!
✧ but she does try to get your condition up by encouraging you to at least take small walk around Express with her and may even offer you your favorite sweet as treat for doing good job!
✧ she honestly is the type to not care much as long as you stay happy and healthy
✧ she often stays in the Express but if you'd want to go on adventure, she'll be more than happy to go with you!
✧ she's pretty supportive during it too, maybe she won't necessarily carry you but she sits down along you whenever you feel like taking a little break
"Hey, since others are gone walking around Jarilo VI, how about we take a small walk?"
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✧ Welt would most likely scold you for not taking care of yourself and explain how it's important for you to move at least once a day and so
✧ he'll still bring you food tho! Just be prepared for small scolding every time he enters...
✧ definitely tried getting you out of your room and even on expeditions by suggesting going to your favorite cafe on the way or so
✧ if he does manage to get you out for adventure, his scolding actually stops and he's pretty supportive!
✧ he'll let you rest whenever you need and even often drop some "I'm proud of you"s since he sees you're trying your best
✧ trust me when I say he'd love to carry you to help you out but I feel like he has a back of old men so he can't-
✧ instead he'll sit down with you whenever you need and maybe bring you some water or so to calm down
"You're doing a good job, don't give it up, alright? It's alright to take a break so ask for it whenever you need."
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