#if this is calming ive succeeded :’)

[i-am-hungry-24-7]

Hello, this is 🦈 anon ◉⁠‿⁠◉. Um.. if you still open request, please can i have TF 141 together x F! Reader who has high (possibly extreme) pain tolerance that whenever reader's injured, she almost doesn't react or show she's in pain. When TF 141 found this new information, they couldn't be not worried because what do you mean you don't feel anything while bleeding heavily, sweetheart?

TLDR: "Ayo yer bleeding?!", "Uh, um..yeah, should I scream?"

hello 🦈 anon!!! nice to see you again :D ty for the request!! I hope u would like this one since I think it was sweet :) have a nice day/night!

word count: 2.3k

ship: TF141*F!Reader

tw: pet names (love etc.)

The first time they found out was on a mission.

The explosion made you fly and hit hard on the wall, you could hear Soap yelling at you.

“Yer okay, lassie?!” You brushed away the dust, Soap running over and checking on you, blue eyes full of concern.

“Yeah, alright.” Standing up from the wreckage, you simply responded to him. Though Soap doubted if you were truly fine under that big impact, but your face didn’t express thoughts other than focusing on the mission, so he just nodded and signaled to keep going.

The rest of the mission succeeded without any incidents. Price, Ghost, and Gaz are already waiting at the exfil place. Through the smoke and deafening sound of the helo, they saw you and Soap walking towards them.

“Y’all okay?” Hadn’t gotten close to the helicopter, Gaz already run towards you two, relief was obvious on his face when he didn’t see any injuries by a quick scan, but then Ghost came over too.

“Wait, your shoulder.” He pointed at your shoulder, leading everyone’s gaze to land on it, including yourself.

“oh... looks like it’s dislocated.” You evaluated.

“What do you mean ‘oh’?! don’t you feel any pain?!” Soap yelled at your words. His hands try to inspect your shoulder, but afraid to trigger the pain.

“I don’t think it’s a big deal, just...”

You put your hand on the shoulder, and with a loud CRACK, which made Gaz jump and Soap gaped, even Ghost’s eyes widened at your sudden motion.

“I think it’s fixed now.” You looked around at your teammates, confusion clouded your mind “Ummm... is there any problem?”

“You...” Ghost stuttered, but he regained his composure fast. “doesn’t that hurt?”

“Well, I don’t know what you mean, LT.” You shrugged, “But actually, I feel a little bit dizzy...”

Just at the moment you finished your sentence, the dizziness became more severe, and your vision started growing blurry...

“Oi! Call the medic!” Catching your slumped body, Ghost yelled at the sergeants, but the last thing you hear is Soap reassuring you and Gaz calling for help.

So quiet... Where am I?

You thought as you slowly opened your eyes, what came in your eyes first was the stainless white ceiling, and a low voice coming from aside.

“you awake, sergeant?”

Turning your head, your eyes met with the man’s ocean-like ones, who sitting on the chair beside and holding some papers.

“Captain.” The whisper slipped out when you recognized him

“I guess you don’t know you were seriously injured, love.”

“What happened?”

“The explosion.” Price leaned closer to the bed now “The impact caused your bone fractured and slowly internal bleeding. We have no idea how you were able to walk to the exfil and looked like nothing happened.”

“I didn’t feel any pain, so I assumed I was okay.” you avoided his attention when Price raised his eyebrows. You knew he was worried and it kind of made you guilty.

“since I was young I rarely feel pain, so...” staring at the catheter of your IV drip, you mumbled quietly.

Price didn’t reply, he just stared at the paper written with your injuries and health state.

The room fell into silence for a while, before you open your mouth again.

“Sorry, Captain...” You murmured, still don’t dare to look at him.

The man let out a long sigh, you snapped your head up when you felt your hands were covered by Price’s.

It’s warm, soothing, calming down your still hazy but full of thoughts mind.

“You should be sorry, dear.” He rubbed your hand in a repeated rhythm. “You make us worried. Me, and the boys...” he pointed his chin at the bedside desk, and you finally notice the flowers and your favorite snacks are placed on it.

“We’ll keep an eye on you every time the mission is complete, since you can’t feel pain, this is not a request, it’ s a command, got it, soldier?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.” The composed grin eventually appeared on his face, and you smiled too when he ruffled your hair.

“Sleepy?” His comforting voice rings against your ears when you let out a big yawn.

“mmhmm.”

“Then sleep, Gaz will be here when you wake up.”

Price watched your eyelids struggle to stay open but failed, little snores leaving you when you fell drifted into dreams again.

What you didn’t know is he brushed off the hair on your face and placed a tender kiss on your serene face.

Weeks after, to your happiness, you could go back to your own quarter and start hitting the training room for some simple practice.

Except there was someone who insisted on following you every time when you went to the training room, even if you tried to sneak into the room, he was always there as if he knew your plan.

“Soap.” You sighed at the man sitting on the bench spotting you.

“Aye, lassie?”

“I’m okay, really.”

“I don’t trust ye anymore. I should check it mahself.”

You understood why he was acting like this. Price told you Soap had been blaming himself for not finding that you were injured in that mission until your body gave up due to blood loss.

“I’m just doing some easy weightlifting now, I won’t pass out just because of this okay?”

You concentrated on his figure as he strode to your side. You chuckled when he still looked at you with doubtful eyes.

“How ‘bout you spar with me? Go easy on me though, the doctor said I still haven’t recovered fully.”

“You sure yer okay?”

“You’re like my mother now, Soapy.”

“Aye, 'cause we got a naughty kid in our team.” He laughed. “If I think you should stop, then ye stop, aye?”

“Yes, mama.”

You both burst into laughter and stepped on the training mat. Soap really went easy with his attack, unlike the usual training with the tension as if you two were about to devour each other.

“Oh!” When Soap swung out a punch, you abruptly lowered your body, and with a swipe of your leg, Soap fell onto the mat, followed by you sitting on him and securing his hands.

“Checkmate...? Soap.” You smirk at the man lying under you.

“Won’t complain if I was lost to you, but.” he huffed out a laugh, but your world spun the next second, and you met your gaze with the man now on top of you, his eyes glinting with mischievous.

“It’s a tie now, bonnie.” He flashed out a dazzling smile at you.

“Okay okay, it’s a tie now.”

A lazy grin spread along your lips when you poke at his chest.

“How about we go get some lunch together, handsome?

“Aye, ma'am.”

“The bones and the wound have healed very well, can say you are the most well-behaved patient in your team.”

The doctor smiled at you, and you turned to shoot a glimpse at Gaz, only to find his face written with embarrassment.

“What did he do last time you treat him, doctor?”

“oh, I forbid him to go training, but he still went and tore his knuckles, so he came back and stitched them again, making me call Captain Price to scold him.”

“Sorry, he’s a dumbass.”

“All of you guys are stubborn, sometimes I really want to tie you to the bed.” The doctor grinned “Well, since you’re fully recovered, you can go back to train and go on missions. Remember to be careful next time, don’t come back too soon, okay?”

“I will, Thank you, doc.”

Returning the smile, you and Gaz stepped out of the infirmary.

“I can’t wait to have you back next mission, need ya to bear Soap’s nonsense and Lt.’s bad jokes with me.” Walking beside you, Gaz sounded excited, and it’s hard not to be affected by his warmth.

“Need a helper to deal with those troublemakers?”

“That’s one reason.” He chuckled “Actually...”

“We all missed you.”

You halted to a stop when his words flowed into your ears with a bit of sadness.

Now face to face with him, you were able to see the concern on his face.

“You didn’t know when you just passed out without any warning, I felt like my heart almost shattered.”

It was close to midnight, so no one was nearby, and his words were gentle yet distinct, echoing softly in your mind.

“Not just, me, Ghost, Soap, Captain... we all are scared, you know?”

“We thought we lost you.”

You opened your mouth, mind still processing, managing to find a word, but nothing came out except an apology.

“Sorry, Kyle...”

The dusk light showered you two in an awkward peace, but it didn’t affect the sentiment Gaz conveyed to you.

“Just be careful, okay? You should tell us that you can barely feel pain, so we can help you check out, alright?”

“Okay.”

Giving your hands a little squeeze, Gaz accompanied you back to your quarter.

“We’re more than a team, more than family, we’ll always watch your back, just like you always do.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Tilting your head, your lips curled mildly. “Goodnight, Gaz.”

The honey-like smile inched towards you until you felt his soft lips pressed a kiss on your cheek.

“Goodnight, lovie.”

Your first mission after months ended smoothly. You were glad that you didn’t become rusty after the long rest, seemed like the practice and training with Soap and Gaz were worth it.

Soap and Gaz were chatting loudly, while Price sat in front and was checking details regarding the mission. You listened to the boys bantering, sometimes quipped back when their target turned to you, but you could feel someone observing you, and you tried to ignore the chill sending through your spine.

Because you knew it was Ghost, sitting just across you and scanning you like a robot.

You silently wished to arrive at the base faster, so you could ask him what was wrong or if you had done something incorrectly.

Under his scrutinizing gaze, you let out a sigh of relief when you jump off the helo. Got rid of the gear and placing them back in their place, you straightly head back to your quarter, craving some hot shower to wash off the soreness and dirt.

On your way back to the quarter, you could hear footsteps following you, almost imperceptibly, but you noticed and immediately went to a stop.

“LT.?”

Your LT. loomed just right behind you, seeming not surprised that you were aware of him, or maybe that was just what he was planning.

He hummed at your recognition but didn’t stop his steps, until he was side by side with you.

“I’m just about to ask you, did I do something wrong? You kept staring at me when we were heading back.”

“You did it pretty well.”

“Then why did you...?”

“You’ll know when you get into your room.”

He placed his right hand on the small of your back, ushering you to your room, and you just obliged, letting him lead you.

Closing the door behind you and Ghost, you turned around to face the man now with his balaclava on.

“So what’s the issue?”

“Clothes, off.” The command came out from him unexpectedly.

“What—“

“I said clothes, off.”

Furrowing your eyebrows, what the fuck does he want? you thought while kicking off your cargo pants and tossing your shirt on the chair, leaving only the sports bra and underwear with you.

“What now?”

Ghost didn’t form a word as his eyes traveled from your head, slowly through every inch of your body, under his meticulous search, you felt heat rising to your cheeks.

“turn around.” You did as he told, and now you were unable to see him, anxiety crawling to your mind until he finally stood up.

His calloused hands touched your shoulder, circling you to face him.

“Can you tell me what you’re doing now?” You asked when he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Checking.”

“If I’m injured?”

“yeah.”

“Oh god” You poke his pec with a frown “you all are overreacting. I’m okay, really. Don’t you guys trust me?”

“We trust your ability, but not your ability to tolerate pain.”

“I’m fi—“

“We can’t lose you.”

Your eyes widened at his words. Ghost was looking into your eyes. He might be good at concealing his emotions, but they said, a person’s eyes can’t lie.

and all you see is sorrow, love, consideration.

All the retorts were swallowed back when his eyes conveyed how important you were to him — to them. You studied the man towering over you, tracing his scars and wrinkles in your mind.

“Thank you, Ghost.” You pulled him into a hug, which he didn’t back off, instead melting in your arms, head burying in the crook of your neck. “I will be careful, okay? I will tell you if I got hit and not sure if I was injured.”

He nodded while staying in your embrace, and you just patted his head.

“Now, I need to shower” Pulling back, a smile bloomed on your face “See you tomorrow, LT.”

“Don’t oversleep again, sergeant.” He scoffed, but petted you before letting you go to shower.

When you came out, with relaxed muscles and fresh clothes, you jumped onto your bed, but something on your desk caught your attention.

Picking it up, you shook your head in disbelief.

“Fuck you, Ghost, I already brushed my teeth.”

grumbling to yourself, you still opened the snack—your favorite one— and gave it a huge bite, while snickering at the paper placed under the snack.

‘Goodnight, luv. (remember to brush your bloody teeth again.)’ — Ghost

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[ang3lik]

!Scream IV Spoilers!

Smut with Ethan Landry after he gets back from a kill🙈

𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: ethan landry x fem!reader 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: vaginal sex, slight nipple play, biting, oral ( m x f ), spanking, begging, slight degradation and mentions of murder and violence. 𝐰/𝐜: 1.1k 𝐚/𝐧: i wrote this in like two hours, so sorry if it sounds rushed. if there’s any warnings i’ve missed or any errors, let me know, hope you enjoy !

as ethan walked back to his dorm, he couldn’t help the stir inside of him. the stir of revenge being fulfilled. he had succeeded in killing anika. he knew that would torture mindy most, but it’d scare the group as one by one he’d kill them. he still felt a little on edge however, all the adrenaline pumping inside him after his second kill.

it put his mind at ease that he knew you were waiting for him in his dorm, thinking he was just returning home from econ. as he got to his dorm door he double checked his hands, checking his clothes and pulling out his phone to check his face to make sure he was clear of blood.

he made sure his phone was on so not disturb to so no one would interrupt you both with the need of anika’s murder. he unlocked the door, walking in and closing it behind him, looking around the living room as he called your name out. you called back from his bedroom, laying on his bed as he walked in, dropping his bag to the floor, the ghostface costume and knife still stained with blood inside, making it think from the weight of it.

he flopped straight on top of you, face immediately in your neck, kissing your soft skin as you squirmed and giggled beneath him. your right hand ran through his curls your other wrapping around his large shoulders, holding him closer to you.

“what’s gotten into you?” you laughed out, his curls tickling under your jaw as he nibbled at your skin a little, the sharp pinch of his teeth, making your body heat up.

“stupid, fucking econ.” he breathed out, his cold hands, pushing up your tank top from your hips as he gripped them. “oh, you forgot your notes.” he paused. looking over to his desk, where his notes lay over the table, forgetting to hide them away before he left, as if he’d taken them with him.

he gulped, feigning annoyance before turning to you again.

“yeah, i know.” he answered. you took note of his heavy breathing, the fast inhales of air, audibly breathing out of his nose as his eyes darkened. he seemed angry, and there was only one thing that could calm him down. you. you took initiative, leaning upwards, capturing his lips between yours as he moaned loudly in content.

the kiss grew hot fast as he rushed to get you both naked as fast as possible. your tank top was tugged up, your tits bouncing before his eyes as he looked at you, hungry. his lips attached to your nipple, sucking on it gently as you sighed out in pleasure.

his thumb twisted the other, flicking it between his fingers. your cunt grew wetter as a jolt of excitement ran down your spine, squealing lightly as ethan let his teeth graze your nipple, sucking it lightly to ease the pain. he looked up at you through his curls, pulling away from the peak, smirking, a thin trail of spit connecting from the bud to his lower lip, breaking as moved down your stomach.

he stood up at the end of his bed, pulling of his shirt, his eyes watching you as he unclasped his belt, undid his jeans and pushed them off. you watched his thick cock, throb in his boxers before he pushed them off too, wasting no time to pounce on top of you.

he pushed your thighs apart, kneeling between as he pulled of your shorts by the waistband. he watched as your hole clenched around nothing, waiting for his thick, wet tongue as he leaned down sucking your clit into his mouth. you sobbed out in delight as his tongue flicked your nub, the sounds of his tongue licking up and down your slit, shaking his head slightly, as he ate you out messily, reaching your ears.

your thighs clamped around his head, as you leaked out into his tongue. squirming upwards on the bed, his hands pushed your thighs over his shoulders, his arms wrapping around them as he pulled you down, closer onto his younger as he pushed his tongue deep inside you.

curling it inside you, he let his teeth graze your clit, that warm feeling of your orgasm creeping up on you setting inside your stomach. the noises of him slurping your juices into his mouth, sent you over the edge, cumming all over his tongue and clenching around the muscle as your back arched up off the bed.

you yelled as he pushed your thighs of his shoulders, twisting your body to lay you on your stomach as he pulled you hips up, level with his. overstimulated, from your orgasm only seconds ago, your body shook as he pushed the top of his cock, slapping it on your clit as he teased your hole, pushing in and stretching you out before leaving again.

you squeezed your eyes closed as he pushed in, ethan letting out a loud groan as he looked down, watching his cock disappear inside of you as he pulled back, repeating his movements. you made whiny, meek noises at his slow movements, pushing your hips back, urging him to drive deeper.

a harsh slap to your left ass cheek has you crying out in ecstasy as he finally started to thrust faster. the erotic sounds of his hips slamming into yours, loud. you moaned loudly, your body buzzing with thrill as you felt the need to cum again. begs and whines of ‘please’ and ‘ethan’ left your mouth in desperation, as his hand came down on the opposite cheek, spanking you again.

he dropped down, leaning over your shoulder, as he rutted into you, his tip prodding your g-spot as he grunted into your ears.

“beg for me baby, like the little slut you are, tell me what you want?” he uttered. tears lined your eyes, as you tried to hold your orgasm off. “i want to cum!” you called out as you squeezed around his length. he could feel his sack tighten, as it slapped against your sticky clit, feeling the need to cum himself.

“cum.” he demanded. “cum for me.” you screamed in pleasure, deep, intense, thrusts carrying you through your orgasm as his cock twitched inside of you. warm, white cum, spewed from his tip as he whimpered. his body dropped down, the small bed leaving his arm laying across your back, your body tired but feeling heavenly.

neither of you said a thing, laying in a peaceful silence, until your phone rang, both your heads shooting up as ethan picked it up from his bedside table, chad was calling.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @astarborntowrite @liyahsocorro @anonoussy @gr4veyardg1rl

#triggering content #tw: mentions of murder #★ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒 ★ #— dirty daydreams ⋆ ˚｡⋆ #scream #scream vi #scream 2023 #ethan landry #ethan landry smut #ethan landry angst #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry x reader #jack champion #jack champion smut #jack champion angst #jack champion imagine #jack champion x reader #black!reader #asian!reader #latina!reader

[transmascaraa]

HIII!!! just found u bc of ur gaming hcs and i am IN LOVEE W UR WRITING :333

idk if ur still taking reqs (if u arent feel free to ignore lol) but tbh ive been thinking a lot ab picnic date/date hcs in general w gaming, i feel like itd be cute !! gender neutral reader :p

(and also perhaps if u have any socials bc u seem rlly cool n i wanna b friends....)

bf!gaming headcannons!

just a simple picnic date...

bf!gaming x gn!reader

author's note: i know i said lyney brainrot first but i'd rather do these requests first<3 also i mean i have pinterest and that's really it cuz my parents don't let me have anything else, and even if i did manage to hide them, i don't have enough storage lmao my pinterest is @ w4nd3r3r but i know not everyone has pin so i'm sorry if you don't:( still, you can message me here<3 i hope you enjoy this!

"you and the sun are almost the same, really. well, i can't look at the sun for too long, but i can look at you forever..."

-in your relationship with gaming, dates were quite often...

-whatever it may be, romantic dinner, a night walk, or even a movie night!

-he was creative when thinking of dates, wanting to provide you with the best of the bestest times of your life.

-and he was succeeding.

-definitely.

-so, when he invited you to a picnic date, you accepted in no time!

-getting ready was not a big deal.

-he would find you attractive in anything you wore.

-anything.

-on the other hand, he was trying so hard to get dressed in a perfect outfit!

-he can't just wear anything and look good, right?

-that was your ability!

-but, thinking of all the times you told him not to worry, he calmed himself.

-and he finally got into an outfit.

-something he was comfortable in.

-when the two of you met at the spot, you greeted him with a kiss on the cheek.

-"hi, my dearest..." he said, smiling softly at you.

-"hello, gaming!" you replied, putting your blanket on the grass, and your basket on it.

-"so, what did you bring?" he asked, sitting down next to you.

-"i brought us food, your favorite! and some candy!" you answered, taking some candy out of the basket.

-"take as much as you want!" you smiled.

-"thank you, my love..." he smiled back at you.

-you ate some of the candy...

-and he ate a bit too.

-he wasn't usually crazy about those gummies.

-but now that he ate them with you and knowing that you like them?

-it's now the only type od gummies he'll eat consistently.

-thinking of you<3

-then, he would take your hand in his and look at the beautiful scenery before them.

-the sunset.

-"wow, it's almost as beautiful as you..." you said, looked far away at the distance.

-"almost?"

-"almost."

-and that was probably one of the best dates you ever went to with him...

~~~~~

3 requests to go👍

i love this one

i'm dying from cuteness @chezsxapcake help was an adorable idea.

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin gaming #genshin impact gaming #gaming #gaming genshin impact #gaming x reader #gaming genshin #gaming x gn reader #gaming x you #gaming x gender neutral reader #i love posting about him i swear i have a billion of hcs for him #you guys are crazy for him lmao #i agree tho #⑅⁠čikonyxo's post🎭

[monsterinmyboxers]

author’s note. ive been obsessed w corey cunningham ever since i saw this movie. he carried the mf movie btw. FEM N MINORS DNI.

warnings. obsessive behavior, oral sex (r receiving), throat training, finger sucking, praise kink.

you never really believed in rumors.

you were the type of guy who wouldn't believe something unless he saw it himself. you don't let people draw conclusions for you.

which could’ve been why you had corey cunningham, a suspected murderer, under your comforter and spreading his lips to fit around your cock head.

you ran into him a few days after he was let go, and how he acted was pathetic. he wouldn't look you in the eye, constantly fidgeting with his fingers, his breath quickening. it was like he expected you to beat his ass.

you were concerned for him, voice gentle while asking him if he was alright, acting as if you talked too loud he would shatter like glass. it had him making a double take, body visibly relaxing. he wasn't expecting you to be so soft spoken towards him. it made his heart swell.

after that, he couldn't help but want to see you more and more. the result of his feelings was him watching you, and purposely finding moments to bump into you. he knew where you lived, where you worked, even what your schedule was. but you had no clue; corey was surprisingly good at being a stalker.

you both became closer, and as one thing led to another, corey ended up slobbering and choking on your dick. he wasn't very experienced in giving head to a guy, but he was eager to please, trying his best to let you enter his throat.

he gagged, croaking out a few words as tears streamed down his face, “'m sorry, sorry, can't do it..”

you coo, hand reaching down to clean up his face, wiping away the droplets covering his cheeks. “shh, baby. we can try something smaller. relax for me, 'nd open your mouth.” it was said in a whisper, corey obeying immediately.

he calmed himself down a bit, panting as you pressed your middle and ring finger together, then sliding them into his mouth. his eyes widened slightly when you went deeper, looking at you for reassurance.

“you're okay. don't go stiff.” he listened the best he could, struggling not to give any resistance once your finger tips hit his uvula. he closed his eyes as they watered, focusing to reduce his gag reflex. and eventually, he succeeded.

“fuck, that's a good boy. takin' my fingers so well.” his dick twitched at that, moaning out loud once your digits left his mouth. you would soon guide him back to your tip.

“now, do that to my cock.”

#drabbles by jj #corey cunningham #corey cunningham x male reader #halloween ends #top male reader #dom male reader

[rocknrollbabe14]

Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice (Joseph X Reader) REQUEST

Rating: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Warnings: Joseph fluff in the beginning, mentions of being self-conscious, hormonal, mentions of pregnancy, morning sickness, self-consciousness, body changes, SMUT AT THE END.

@josephs-quinns

You looked in the mirror taking a last glance at yourself in your pink dress that really accentuated your growing baby bump. It looked like your stomach had ballooned overnight. You rubbed your hand over your belly easily, feeling your baby girl laying on your right side as usual.

“Love, are you ready? Everyone’s going to be waiting on us.”, you heard the voice of your husband, Joseph calling out from the bedroom.

“Babe, my bump is huge.”, you sighed in the mirror as you pulled your dress tight around your bump.

Joseph came in the bathroom. “Baby, you’re pregnant with my baby. Your belly is supposed to get bigger.”, he chuckled.

“Yeah but this big? Like overnight?”, you asked, rubbing your bump.

He chuckled again. “Baby, you're only six months. We have three more to go.”

You groaned and rolled your eyes as you walked out of the bathroom, your hormones in full effect.

Joseph was dressed in a blue suit. He looked very dapper and attractive. It was obvious how you’d ended up pregnant. The thought made you smile and chuckle even though you felt like a cow.

He followed you out to the bedroom. “Baby, you’re beautiful.”

You rolled your eyes easily again. “I don’t feel it.”

“You are, baby. So beautiful and cute with your little baby bump.”, he smiled as he placed his hand on your bump, rubbing it as he leaned in for a kiss,

As soon as Joseph touched your belly, your baby girl started doing somersaults. He smirked, bending down to eye level with your bump. You smiled down at him. You couldn’t be mad at that face and how cute he was being towards you and your growing bump.

“Are you giving mommy a hard time?”, he whispered to your bump, rubbing it easily before kissing it.

You felt her move under Joe’s touch, calming down slightly. She would move for you too when you were home and sitting on the couch, relaxing. Or while you were in bed waiting on Joe to finish his nightly routine. Even when you were trying to fall asleep. But there was just a difference when Joseph rubbed your belly. She knew the difference.

“Be easy on mommy today. For daddy.”, he smiled up at you before kissing your bump again and getting up from his knee.

He put his hand on the small of your back as you grabbed your small purse while he grabbed the car keys. You all made your way downstairs and out the door. The car ride was uneventful but cute. Joseph sang along to pop hits on the radio, trying to make you laugh or smile. He succeeded. He rested one hand on your bump, alternating between your bump and thigh.

You had no clue when those two pink lines popped up that it would be like this. You and Joe hadn’t been married a long time when you found out you were pregnant. You were never scared to tell Joseph you were pregnant. Just nervous. However, he was over the moon when you told him he was going to be a father. He handled it amazingly. You, on the other hand, were a little worried. Joseph was super reassuring, one of the qualities you loved about him.

Your pregnancy went well other than your extreme morning sickness. For a few days, you couldn’t even get out of bed. You lived on saltines and sips of water. Joseph was very worried and asked you if you would be willing to go to the hospital. You agreed reluctantly. Part of you felt dumb for going to the hospital for something like vomiting. 

The ER doctor was super nice, telling Joseph he had done the right thing by bringing you. They held you for the night. The doctor ordered you IV Zofran and Compazine while giving you two bags of fluids—saying you were becoming severely dehydrated. You were finally able to tolerate food. They sent you home with Zofran pills, which your OB renewed your prescription for. 

“She’s so active.”, you eyed Joseph as you repositioned yourself easily in the car seat. 

He smirked. “She knows today is all about her.”

You smiled back at him easily. His brown eyes were full of love and excitement. He really wanted this. He was already an amazing father. You all pulled into the venue where Joseph’s friends and co-stars from Stranger Things were throwing you a baby shower. It was very sweet of them. They didn’t know just how much it meant to you. 

Joseph helped you out of the vehicle and put his hand back on the small of your back as you entered the venue. He had done that since you all had been together. He was so protective of you and the baby. Especially if the paparazzi or fans saw you both out. He would put his arm out in front of your bump and his other would help move you along, keeping his hand on the small of your back as you both waded through the crowds of people. It was a bit overwhelming for you at first but he helped you through it. 

You all barely cleared the door when Maya ran up to you both. 

“Oh my God. Where have you been?” Look, your bump’s gotten so big. It’s so adorable on you.”, Maya smiled at you as she embraced you as best as she could with your bump before pulling away, continuing to admire your bump and how much it had changed.

You eyed Joe playfully as if to say ‘I told you so’. 

“Can I feel her?”, Maya smiled excitedly.

You nodded. “Of course.”

You had barely had a chance to admire anything else. You watched for Maya’s reaction as she felt around on your belly. Her eyes finally lit up like a Christmas tree as you felt your baby girl move. 

“Oh my God!”

Joseph smirked over at you as you smiled back at him brightly. 

Maya smiled up at you again. “That’s so amazing.”

You smiled as she hugged you one more time before hugging Joseph. Everyone else was excited to see you all as you both took in the beautiful pink baby shower decorations. It was obvious that they had worked really hard to decorate the venue and it looked like they had hired professional party planners.

“Like it?”, Gaten smiled as you both were in complete awe that they’d do this to celebrate your baby girl. 

“We love it.”, Joseph smiled, taking the words out of your mouth.

“It’s so sweet of you all.”, you felt the tears forming in your eyes.

There went your hormones again. Joseph rubbed your back easily, comforting you. 

“Did I say something wrong?”, Gaten asked easily, visibly concerned.

“No it’s her hormones, isn’t it baby?”, Joe answered for you before he kissed your cheek.

You nodded as he pulled you into his arms. You hated to cry at such a happy, joyous event celebrating your baby girl. But it wasn’t that you were sad—so far from sad. You were just so overwhelmed that Joseph’s friends and co-stars thought enough of you and your baby girl to do this.

Natalia came up to help Gaten out. 

“We all love you and Joe.”, Natalia smiled as she hugged you.

“You guys didn’t have to do all this.”, you sniffled.

Natalia pulled away, her hands resting on your shoulders as she eyed you. “It’s really nothing. We just wanted to do this for our friends.”

Natalia eyed your bump easily, beginning to talk to you about what had been going on in your pregnancy as Charlie Heaton came up and began congratulating Joe, giving him a pat on the back before they shared a hug. 

“So hard to believe that you’re going to be a dad.”, Charlie chuckled to Joe.

“I know. I’m so ready.”, Joe smiled, shoving his hands in his pockets. 

He was all giddy and it was so cute. You held Joe’s hand as you worked your way around the room, talking to everyone and using this as an opportunity to catch up. Jamie and Jess were there, patiently waiting their turn to get to speak to you both. You both saw them quite often as you double-dated a lot. Jamie and Joseph were very close. You were glad to see them among your all’s guest list. 

“So glad that you both made it to your baby shower, darlings.”, Jamie smirked as he and Joseph hugged.

“Look at your bump.”, Jess smiled as you both hugged.

“Yeah, it kinda got this way literally overnight.”, you sighed as you placed your hand on your bump.

“It’s so cute.”, Jess beamed.

“See? Told you.”, Joseph playfully stuck his tongue out.

You rolled your eyes at him playfully, causing Jess to laugh. 

“You look beautiful, darling. Just simply glowing.”, Jamie said as he hugged you.

Joseph hugged Jess in turn as you all continued to talk about the latest that was going on in your lives. Natalia and Maya soon grabbed everyone’s attention, beginning the baby shower festivities.

“Hello, all. We are here to celebrate Joseph and Y/N’s baby girl. So to begin we are going to start with some games.”

Excitement filled the room. You and Joseph smiled at one another as the games began. The first game was one where the guests guessed the prices of everyday baby items. Jamie, ironically, ended up winning. Jess pouted playfully, telling him he was just a good guesser. Natalia and Maya also lined up a baby word scramble. Gaten won that one, completing it the fastest and guessing all the words. It caused Joseph to laugh. Next, the guests cut a string to guess how big your bump was. 

Once the games were completed, everyone was in a good mood. Chatter filled the room, and everyone was upbeat and happy to be there. Maya announced next everyone would eat. There were three tables filled with food and drinks including punch. So much food. You hoped your baby girl would cooperate and let you eat today. You still battled occasional nausea and vomiting, but it became dramatically better as your pregnancy progressed. There were finger foods such as chicken salad croissants, ham and cheese sliders, turkey and cheese pinwheels, potato salad, macaroni salad, pasta salad, rolls, and chips, along with cupcakes and a two-tiered pink and white cake.

It was more than you could have ever asked for or expected. Natalia let you and Joseph go first. You decided on some chicken salad croissants with some macaroni salad. Joseph poured your drink for you as you both walked over to the table. He grabbed your chair, pulling it out for you before kissing your cheek. You smiled, scooting yourself up as much as you could without your belly touching the table. You took a sip of your drink as Joseph sat down beside of you.

Everyone worked their way through the line, Gaten coming over to the table where you and Joseph sat. 

“Hey, guys. I’m sorry I made you cry earlier, Y/N.”, Gaten sighed easily as he sat down.

“It wasn’t sad tears.”, you defended with a smile.

“I know but I’m just not used to women crying.”, Gaten chuckled lightly.

“Well, you’ll find out one day. They cry during their monthly and when they’re pregnant.”, Joe chuckled, gaining a glare from you.

“Well, sorry your daughter makes me cry and crave crazy things.”

He smirked, taking a drink. “I love it, baby. I mean I don’t love seeing you cry but I love that you’re having my baby.”

You smirked as you took a bite of food.

Gaten eyed you both easily, being humorous. “Women sound complicated.”

Joseph chuckled, a smile spreading across his lips. Gaten was becoming older, turning twenty. But to Joseph, he was still young. Both Joseph and Joe Kerry acted as a mentor to him. Joseph hadn’t known him as long since he had just become part of Stranger Things during season four as Eddie Munson. Eddie’s death severely impacted Joseph. Gaten played Dustin who struck up an unsuspecting friendship with Eddie “the freak” Munson. You had watched the show and even you cried when Eddie died in Dustin’s arms.

“I’ve missed you, Gaten.”, Joseph said quietly.

“I’ve missed you, Joe.”

They had a full-on brotherly moment. It was super cute, causing the entire room to awe and clap. A reunion worth seeing. Gaten and Joseph caught up while you all continued to eat, being sure to include you in their conversation. Once everyone was almost done eating, Natalia announced you all would be opening gifts before having dessert. It made you nervous to be the center of attention. Even at your wedding, it was hard to have all eyes on you. 

However, on your wedding day, you felt beautiful and confident. Today, you felt huge and self-conscious. Maya smiled as she sat two chairs in the front of the room, before slipping a mother-to-be sash on you and pinning a father-to-be ribbon on Joseph. Maya and Natalia took turns bringing gifts to the front for you both to open while they admired you all opening the gifts. 

“This is from Jamie and Jess. Thank you all so much.”, Joseph began as he helped you open the present. 

You took the tissue paper out of the huge pink bag, tossing it to the side. You all hadn’t asked for anything big. Joseph’s mom and dad promised to get the crib and bassinet. You gasped happily as you pulled out a pink onesie that had the name of your baby girl on it—saying Hello I’m Amelia Wrenley with matching little pants and a headband. It would be a perfect coming-home outfit. Jess smiled at Jamie, knowing they had done well with her help, of course. You then pulled out a pink, mink blanket with her name on it. Joseph thought that was the most adorable thing he’d ever seen. 

Truthfully, it made him dream that much more about bringing his baby girl home. He couldn’t wait to have both of his girls together. 

“You guys didn’t have to do that.”, you smiled at them as Jess ran up to hug you again. “We’re definitely bringing her home in this.”

Continuing to open, presents you became more emotional—fighting to hold your hormones back. You were doing a good job, managing not to cry. Occasionally, Joseph would rub your back, aiding in keeping you from crying. Natalia and Charlie got you all a Lily Pulitzer crib bed set that came with sheets and a baby quilt. Along with some onesies and pacifiers. Joe Kerry and his girlfriend got you a playpen and some bottles. Finn got some outfits with the help of his mom, unsure what  to get a baby. 

It caused you and Joe both to laugh. Maya got you a bathtub along with a bath set for the baby. Everything you all received, you were very thankful and appreciative for. You were excited about dessert, you weren’t going to lie. You were practically craving it—oh the joys of pregnancy. 

The evening concluded as Joseph loaded everything into your all’s SUV. You were saying goodbye to everyone, thanking them one last time for everything they had done, giving them hugs, and letting them feel the baby again. Joseph closed the hatch and took his turn thanking everyone and telling them goodbye, saving Jamie and Gaten for last. You watched their interaction, sure it was going to be adorable.

“You’re gonna be a great dad, Joseph.”, Gaten smiled.

“You think so?”, Joseph smiled easily.

“I know so.”

Joseph immediately took Gaten into an embrace, almost mirroring the exact hug Eddie had shared with Dustin. Jamie smiled, admiring their friendship. It was sweet, you had to agree. 

“You definitely will, Joe.”, Jamie agreed. 

You knew this made Joseph swell with pride. You knew he was going to be an amazing father. He was an amazing husband, the absolute best. He was there for you no matter what you were going through.

You all pulled into your driveway. You made a small noise as your baby girl punched into your ribs. 

“Love, are you okay?”, Joseph asked as he shifted into park. 

“Amelia just kicked my ribs.”, you breathed, rubbing your belly easily, trying to get her out of that spot.

Joseph smirked, shutting the car off before kissing your cheek sympathetically. “Maybe she’ll settle down now that we’re home.”

“Maybe.”, you sighed.

Joseph got out of the driver’s side and came over, opening your door before helping you out of the vehicle. Your belly made everything so much more awkward. You and Joseph decided to unload the car tomorrow. Joseph knew you were exhausted. It was written all over your face. You all bypassed any other part of your house, shooting straight for the stairs that led to your bedroom. Joseph flipped on the bedroom lights as you eyed yourself in your full-length mirror. 

“Babe, can you help me unzip my dress?”, you asked easily.

“Of course, love.”, Joe smiled as he reached for the zipper. 

You watched him in the mirror, smiling as you felt him undo your zipper, sliding it easily. A major part of you felt relief as the dress fell off your chest, finally letting you breathe a little. Between eating and growing a baby, that didn’t leave much room for you to be comfortable. A sigh of relief escaped your lips.

“Thanks, Joe.”, you smiled.

“You’re welcome, baby.”

Joseph began taking his suit jacket off, giving you time to finish undressing and decided whether you wanted to shower or not. You decided against the shower, considering you had taken one earlier this evening. Let’s face it, things were becoming harder since you were becoming more pregnant. 

You stood in the mirror, taking in your new body. One you weren’t used to seeing. It hadn’t really hit you that your body was going to change this much. When you first found out you were pregnant, everything was the same. Your smaller figure hadn’t changed. Even four months in, you could barely tell you were pregnant. You had read in a pregnancy book, first-time mothers took longer to show. You imagined you had time. That it wasn’t going to happen so suddenly. 

“Love, is everything okay?”, Joe asked easily, cutting on the lamp before turning the overhead light off. 

Joseph was in his boxers and no t-shirt. He looked so good—so sexy, but it was hard to be in any mood the way you were feeling. All these doubts set in so fast.

“Fine.”, you responded easily, standing in front of your mirror in just your bra and panties, feeling like a beached whale.

You ran your hands over your pregnant belly, trying to see how big you really were. 

Joseph wasn’t buying it. “What’s on your mind?”, he asked easily.

You sighed, grabbing your silk gown, almost ready to slide it on. “I just feel so huge. I just was thinking about how small I used to be. Like when we began dating or when we got married.”

Joseph smiled before sighing easily. “Baby, you’re still beautiful. You’re just six months pregnant. You’re not huge like you think you are.”

You sighed, undoing your bra and sliding your silk gown on suddenly to hide your bump as best it could before sitting down on the bed. “Everyone kept saying how cute and beautiful it was but I don’t feel like that. I just see how much I’ve changed.”

“Baby, it’s okay. Really. You are adorable. So cute and sexy, I promise.”

Joseph sat beside you on the bed, taking you in his arms. 

“We haven’t even had sex since I’ve got bigger.”, you sighed into him.

He could absolutely have any woman he wanted. Deep down, you knew Joseph would never cheat on you—he would never dream of it. However, you couldn’t help to think about him fantasizing about the smaller girls he encountered through business—how you used to look. 

“Baby—”

He didn’t get all of his sentence out before you interrupted him. “Do you even find me attractive anymore?”

Tears threatened to fall from your eyes once again. 

Joseph pulled back from your all’s embrace so he could make direct eye contact with you. “Baby, I absolutely love you and find you so attractive. You’re fucking gorgeous—the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. And I mean just knowing you’re pregnant with my baby is so sexy.”, he reassured you.

He wiped the tears that were ready to slide down your cheeks. His brown eyes were full of concern, focused on you and only you. Joseph really knew how to make you feel like you were the only girl in the world. 

“Really?”

“Absolutely.”, he smiled.

You both leaned in for a kiss, him instantly requesting to deepen it. You allowed him this, holding yourself up on the bed. His hand brushed your thigh, fingertips gliding across your silky smooth skin. You let a small moan escape into his mouth. You felt his lips curve into a smile. He never broke this kiss as he took his other free hand, caressing your cheek. 

You felt your arms begin to give out easily, falling back onto the bed with a soft thud. He leaned down, careful to steady himself above you, not to put a lot of pressure on your bump. You could feel his breath on you, sending chills down your spine and causing goosebumps to appear on your skin. He began placing kisses on your neck, and down your chest causing you to release a soft sigh.

He easily tugged at the bottom hem of your silk nightgown, pulling it above your thighs, passing your bump before easily lifting it over your head. He leaned up, admiring you in just your panties. 

“Wow.”, he breathed.

“What?”, you asked sheepishly, instantly feeling self-conscious.

“Just admiring my beautiful wife.”

You felt your cheeks get a little hot as he grabbed the lace of your panties, beginning to slide them down your legs. “Can we get rid of these?”, he asked, lowly in a seductive voice.

You nodded as he freed them from around your ankles, tossing them on the floor. You gulped, looking up at him, wondering exactly where he was headed with this. He leaned down, continuing to kiss you before brushing his hands over your breasts, completely missing your nipples. You knew your breasts were changing, becoming heavier and larger. You suffered back aches quite frequently. 

“Joe.”, you breathed, interrupting between a kiss.

“Hmmm?”, he hummed, clearly excited you were finally feeling better.

“Um, are you sure it’s still safe to have se-sex?”, you gulped. 

He broke the kiss, looking down at you. “Yes, we can still find a way for you to feel comfortable while we have sex, baby.”

His words caused that feeling in the pit of your stomach to return, your stomach twisting in knots only he could undo. 

“So, um, how do we do that exactly?”, you asked, nervously. 

Joe chuckled easily. “Why don’t we try you riding me?”

His forwardness caused your breathing to hitch. You all usually opted for missionary, but your gynecologist advised against that so you could avoid weight on your belly. 

“Okay.”, you breathed easily, looking into his brown eyes. 

“Yeah, I read that in one of those pregnancy books you bought—I’ve done my research.”, he smirked. 

You rolled your eyes, playfully. You were beginning to feel less self-conscious with Joseph. He had wanted to have sex with you before now, but he knew you stayed tired often. You were growing his baby and he didn’t want to make you feel pressured to have sex with him. 

“That’s so sexy.”, you breathed as you shared a kiss with him. 

Joe smiled as you both broke the kiss. “But first, let’s get you ready.”

You were a smidge confused about what Joseph meant by that, however, he quickly answered your question with his actions. Joseph rubbed his hand up your thighs, parting them easily. You naturally gave in to his touch, thus causing him to sigh with a smile. You felt his hand trail up your inner thigh, his pointer and middle fingers brushing your clit, begging you to let them in.

A moan escaped your lips, letting Joseph know you wanted this as much as he did. Joseph’s breathing hitched as he stuck both fingers deep inside your wet folds.

“Feel good, baby?”, he whispered.

You nodded as he continued to work his fingers in and out of you, making sure you were well-lubed up for him. Your eyes were already rolling back in your head under his touch. Your toes began to curl as you took in just how good this felt—it had been a while. You needed this. 

“Joe.”, you moaned out easily.

“Yes, love?”, he groaned back, continuing to work his finger in and out of your slick folds.

You tried to remember what you were going to say as you instinctively rolled your hips against his thick fingers, feeling eager and ready for him. 

“I’m ready….”, you moaned as he smirked.

In his mind, you were definitely ready. You were soaked for him. 

“Are you?”, he whispered against your cheek, his breath tickling your ear.

“Mhmmm.”, you moaned.

Satisfied, his fingers left your dripping heat, causing you to whimper at the loss of contact. He admired his fingers, your wetness reflecting in the light. You laid there, chest heaving, so ready just to have sex with him. It had been too long.

Joseph laid down beside you, a gentle thud against the mattress. He instantly pulled down his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free, already visibly hard from the sight of you and his fingers being inside of you, feeling just how wet and ready for him you were. He was so happy you were ready to have sex with him. He had missed it so badly.

You gained your composure, somehow coming to your senses as you sat up in the bed. You took another deep breath as you slowly shifted to your knees, already feeling how your bump was getting in your way and making the tasks you used to be able to do easily much harder. Joseph helped you climb on top of him, his cock brushing your thigh as you tried to position yourself to be comfortable. 

“Joe, are you sure you want this? I feel like my belly is in the way.”, you eyed him. “I can’t even see anything.”

Joseph smirked. “Of course, I do, baby. I’ll help guide me in.”

He took one of your hands in his before leading your hand to his cock. You instinctively wrapped your hand around him, feeling him pulse under your touch. He closed his eyes for a moment, noticeably holding back a moan. His hand guided yours, moving his cock towards your entrance, aligning it with your wet folds.

“Now just raise up for a second, baby. I’ll help ease you back down on me.”

You struggled to raise yourself up, Joe noticing. It was doable but your belly was definitely hindering sex just a little. He placed his free hand under your ass, giving you extra support until he instructed you to ease yourself back down on him, immediately feeling his cock stretching out your pussy. You whimpered, your body reminding you it had been a hot minute since you let your husband have sex with you. The feeling intensified quickly, feeling like he would split you open any second.

You bit your lip, closing your eyes. You held your breath, realizing just how good this felt—it felt so fucking good. 

“Feeling comfortable, baby?”, Joe asked as a single tear slid down your flushed cheeks.

You nodded with a moan. “Yes, you were so right.”

He smirked. “Whenever you’re ready, baby.”, his hands brushed your hips—which were also visibly wider. 

You steadied yourself against his chest, fingers brushing his chest. He leaned up to kiss you before you began riding him. You gulped as you began to buck your hips against him, slowly learning how to gain your rhythm with your belly in the way. However, it became easier with each buck of your hips.

Joseph threw his head back. “Feels so good, baby.”, he groaned.

“Really?”, you moaned, feeling his cock entering deep inside of you. 

“Yes, really.”, he groaned again, sinking his fingertips in your hips. 

You kept working on him, bucking your hips up and down. You forgot for a little bit that you were six months pregnant. This was so comfortable for you and it was so sweet that Joe worried about you being comfortable. As it went on, your abdominal muscles were beginning to burn slightly. You couldn’t catch your breath as quickly with your growing belly. You felt Joseph deep inside of you, feeling him in the bottom of your stomach. 

You closed your eyes, feeling your climax approaching like a train about to go off the tracks. The warm, aching feeling returned to the pit of your stomach as it had each time you and Joseph had sex. Your release was impending. You bit back the feeling, wanting—needing to cum. The view of Joseph under you was becoming blurry as you let another moan escape your lips. He grunted as his cock thrusted into you each time, hitting just the right spot that made you forget your name. 

“Joe….”, you moaned out.

“Yes, baby?”

He smiled, thoroughly enjoying this and the fact you felt so comfortable. 

“I’m gonna—cu—cum.”, you moaned out. 

His breathing hitched. “Cum for me, baby. Let it all out.”, he encouraged.

You bucked your hips one—two—three more times before you felt it. 

“Joe…”

“Yes, baby?”, he grunted, beginning to feel your muscles clench around his cock. 

“I’m gonna—cum right now.”, you hiccuped, your hips ceasing their movement and you felt yourself hit your climax head-on. You hadn’t had one in so long it caused the dizziness to set in, the feeling of the heat of your orgasm wash over your entire body. 

You clenching around Joseph’s cock was all it took for him. That and the fact he had gone without it for some weeks mixed in with how much pleasure it had brought you.

“I’m cum—cumming too.”, he groaned as you felt his cock pump his cum into you. 

You both eyed each other with groggy, lazy eyes. You both were trying to catch your breath. Once you felt Joseph was done, he helped ease you up and off him, allowing you to lay down in the bed beside him. You pulled the comforter over your body, eyeing the ceiling, feeling your exhaustion creeping up. Especially after the amazing sex you’d just had.

Joseph smiled, turning over to you. “Are you going to listen to me more often?”

You rolled your eyes before giggling. “Shut up.”

Joseph smiled as he stretched. “I’m gonna tell my baby girl goodnight since mommy is in a much better mood.”

You smiled at his words as he peeled the comforter back just enough to be able to access your bump. He rubbed your belly easily, causing you to close your eyes.

“Goodnight, baby girl. Daddy loves you.”, he talked to your bump, laying his head on your belly. 

You smiled, opening your eyes long enough to run your hand through Joseph’s curls. You felt Amelia move easily before she settled right back down under his touch. 

“Goodnight baby, I love you.”, Joseph smiled as he kissed your belly easily.

“I love you too, Joe.”

He rested his head on your bump as you rested your hands in his curly hair, you both dozing off to sleep. 

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[charliedawn]

Baldwin IV x Reader x Tiberias

I just watched the movie Kingdom of Heaven and inspiration struck me. ⚡⚡⚡Also, I decided to give the reader the same power than in the movie the Green Line. Enjoy.

Synopsis : You are a mystic healer and the news of your arrival in the kingdom of Jerusalem catches the attention of many people—including the closest advisor of king Baldwin IV: Tiberias.

Warning : LONG !

Baldwin IV had lost all hope on finding a cure for his leprosy. He had come to Jerusalem to find salvation, and maybe a bit of the grace of God. But, he had eventually given up, as he didn't think the Merciful had any mercy left in Him to give..Tiberias had noticed his loss of spirit and even though he had desperately sought for medicine and all kinds of magic to heal his majesty, none had proven worthy of his interest..until now.

Tiberias was taking a stroll along the streets of the market place when he saw a little boy begging on the side of the road. Tiberias then noticed his empty glassy eyes and shuddered. A blind one.

He knelt beside the boy and sighed before throwing a couple of golden coins in his ceramic pot. Poor boy made him think of his sick king and he couldn't help but feel pity for him. The boy smiled and extended his hand to touch the man's face, he ran his fingers along the scar on his face and yet, his smile didn't vanish as he said.

"Thank you, kind one."

Tiberias stood still for a second—stunned that the boy spoke his language—before nodding in acknowledgement. The boy couldn't see it, but he had this feeling that he knew. He then stood back to continue on his way to the house of the one they called "Almaealij Aleazim". The Great Healer. Some of the citizens of Jerusalem had pretended your powers to be unbounded and if the legends were true ? You could very well be the very thing the king needed..He stopped in front of an old tent where people were already waiting and he recognized one of the ones waiting in line to be Guy of Lusignan. Guy—who seemed rather in a foul mood—as he yelled at the two men guarding the door of your house.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I NEED TO WAIT IN LINE ?! DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM ?! I AM THE FUTURE KING !" Tiberias gritted his teeth at his words and his hand itched for his sword, but he succeeded in remaining calm. He only stood aside undetected until Guy huffed and walked away.

"Whatever. It's obvious the Great Healer isn't here today. I'll go find them myself !"

The oaf had a point. The people seemed to have been waiting for a while and there was absolutely no sign of life inside the building the two men were guarding..He then asked one of the people waiting in line about it, an old woman with a toothy grin who answered him.

"~Oh. Almaealij Aleazim doesn't appear to the ones with a foul heart. Only the worthy may lay there eyes on her..Besides, many of the ones waiting here are people wishing to thank her for her services.."

Tiberias nodded understandingly as he gave a quick glance at the people waiting and indeed found them with their arms filled with gifts. However, he suddenly heard a distant scream and the familiar name being repeated over and over.

"Almaealij Aleazim ! Almaealij Aleazim ! Help me ! Please !" He recognized the earlier young boy's voice and trudged back towards the market place. He then saw that Guy had him raised in the air by the collar, the coins he had given him earlier in his hand.

"Where did you get those, you little thief ?! You stole them. Admit it !"

The boy desperately tried to escape his tight grip as he shook his head vividly.

"NO ! Please ! No thief ! The kind one gave them to me !"

Guy snarled mockingly at the young boy's words before putting the coins in his pocket.

"Yeah..Right. I'm taking you to jail, you lying scum." The sight of the boy in tears made Tiberias' blood boil in his veins as he once against brushed his fingers over the hilt of his sword. He had sworn to value all lives, but he wouldn't mourn too much the loss of this cruel simpleton.

He was about to step in when the crowd split to let someone else through, a young woman who seemed to be walking on air as no dust rose from each step she took. Guy was taken aback by the sudden apparition and quickly let go of the boy who fell to the floor. The boy then quickly got back on his feet and reached forward for the woman who took him in his arms. She then knelt beside the boy and gently stroked his bruised cheek before she started humming to soothe him. Tiberias frowned in confusion at the scene, but decided to stand down and let the action unfold. He hid from sight as the woman's humming started morphing into words the crowd followed. She sang to him and suddenly, the young boy's eyes lit up and a sort of gray smoke rose up in the air and the young woman opened her mouth to breathe it in.

The boy suddenly seemed to see and his eyes watered as he blinked repeatedly at the woman. He then fell on his knees and started praying to her in his native tongue for the miracle. The woman smiled tenderly at him, but was then surprised as the rest of the people around started dropping everything to fall on their knees and pray to her.

Tiberias' eyes widened in shock and the sight alone seemed to break the crusaders out of their daze. Suddenly, Guy of Lusignan drew out his sword and yelled.

"DEMON ! SHE IS A DEMON !"

Before Tiberias could stop them, some of the crusaders drew out their swords as well and tried to attack the girl, but the crowd closed like the red sea with the Egyptians, making a human barrier to protect the woman. However, Guy who was the closest still managed to make his way to them and rose his sword to slam it down mercilessly on both the woman and the child. Tiberias decided to act quickly and used a nearby cart to jump to their rescue. Their swords clashed and Guy glared at Tiberias as he spat hatefully.

"WHY ARE YOU SIDING WITH THE DEVIL, TIBERIAS ?!" Tiberias used his leg to swipe the other man off his feet before positioning the tip of his sword just above the man's throat.

"The only devil I see is currently at my feet."

Guy clenched his teeth together and even though Tiberias wanted nothing more than to plunge his sword deep into the traitor's guts..He held back. He took a step backwards and looked back at the boy and the woman. The woman's eyes rested on him for a few seconds, her head tilted a little to the side as she scrutinized him and seemed to ponder on his intentions. Tiberias sighed before looking at the dark alleys significantly, away from prying eyes. The woman followed his eyes and nodded understandingly before carrying the young boy in her arms and running in the direction the soldier had pointed her to. Tiberias followed them with his eyes until they were out of sight and then, the crowd seemed to dissipate. When the crusaders finally succeeded in making their way through, you were gone.

Back at the castle :

Guy of Lusignan hadn't lost any time before complaining to the king about Tiberias' conduct. But, king Baldwin IV who was used to Guy of Lusignan's bratty behavior didn't as much as blink at the news. However, he did find it rather odd that his most trusted friend would engage into hand combat to save the woman's life. When Tiberias was summoned, king Baldwin IV waved Guy out of the room dismissively. Guy glared one last time at Tiberias on his way out, but didn't say anything—afraid of what the king might do if he heard him.

Once he was out of the room, Baldwin leaned back and let out a strangled moan at the incredible effort it took for him to move only the slightest. His eyes then rested upon Tiberias' figure, standing tall and fierce, even though his face was facing the floor in respect. Tiberias had always been by Baldwin's side and there was no one Baldwin trusted more. So, he asked.

"Guy told me something interesting. He spoke of a demon wearing a woman's face. A succubus that you apparently defended ?"

Tiberias nodded before replying.

"Yes, my king. But, I don't think she is a demon. They call her Almaealij Aleazim. The Great Healer.", he clarified and Baldwin hummed thoughtfully before remembering some of the servants talking in the shadows, of things they thought he couldn't hear neither understand. It wasn't the first time he had heard of this 'Almaealij Aleazim'. He did have a few of his soldiers knock at her door, but none of them had ever succeeded in catching her——until now.

She was like a mirage of sand and it brought Baldwin to think of her as a mere legend than an actual person. But now, he had the confirmation of her existence and the thought alone made him reconsider the finality of his condition.

"And you believe she could help me ?", king Baldwin asked and Tiberias remained silent. He hoped. He still held that tiny light within him that the city might survive if Baldwin was still there to guide it.

"She healed a child from his blindness with a simple touch. I believe that if there is anyone who can do it, it's her.", he said hopefully—making sure not to mention how she had actually sucked the illness out of him. He wouldn't disclose anything that would make his majesty suspicious, or lose himself into despair. However, it was true Tiberias had no idea of who or what you were..He only had the certitude you could help his king's situation.

"Fine..Bring her to me then.", Baldwin ordered and Tiberias opened his mouth to tell him there was little chance you would agree to meet with him after today's events, but only nodded shortly instead. He had saved you, maybe would you recognize him as "worthy" ? He then walked out of the room and Baldwin looked out at the sun slowly but surely making its course down the horizon. He had no illusion on the probability of a recovery. He knew his chances to be closest to none, but he was intrigued. He had but weeks to live at most, he would make the best out of them and try every single cure there is known to man.

For unlike many of his people who believed him to have given up on life, he had yet to welcome death. Maybe would she greet him with open arms ? Maybe would she even end up being the only friend he might endlessly rely upon ? But, for now, he would await her with apprehension and could only hope their meeting to be as far as possible..

On the market place at night :

Tiberias had decided to return to the market place, wondering if he might spot a hint as to your whereabouts ? He didn't bring his soldiers, as he was convinced you to be harmless. You seemed afraid this evening, as any human of death. And besides, you might be a little more willing to talk to him alone.

He took a stroll around the city and marveled at the silence reigning over the shadows. He suddenly stopped and closed his eyes, appreciating the quiet and serene atmosphere. However, the moment was quickly broken as he heard a noise behind him. He spun around, sword at the ready, only to be met with the boy from the market. His deep brown eyes now staring at him and a large grin on in his face. He didn't say anything, but he gestured for Tiberias to follow him. Before Tiberias could answer, he started running ahead and didn't leave Tiberias the time to think before running after him.

Tiberias ran past familiar alleys and tried to call for the boy to slow down, but suddenly stopped as he saw his guide enter the same door he had seen this morning. Indeed, unlike this evening, a light shone on the second floor and there was sign of life inside the building. However, Tiberias felt suspicious as the two earlier bodyguards were missing and he feared it to be a trap. But, before he could reconsider, the boy's head peaked from behind the door and gesture once more for him to follow him. Tiberias took a deep breath and thought of his king who needed immediate care. He couldn't leave, he couldn't return empty-handed. He then took a step forward and finally stepped over the threshold of the impressive building.

The boy was waiting for him on the other side and as soon as he was inside, the boy quickly climbed up the stairs. He didn't make the gesture to follow him this time around, as he surely must have understood that Tiberias wouldn't be going anywhere now. He stepped up the stairs, still careful as he found it weird not to find any servant or other form of life than his and the little boy's so far.

However, once he reached the second floor, he found you sitting at a low table, a cup of tea in hand as you silently waited for him to enter. Once he was in the room, you took a sip of your drink before raising your eyes to look at him, the same scrutinizing stare he had been subjected to during your first encounter was now back on him.

However this time, you smiled and invited him to sit in front of you—another fuming cup already waiting for him. He hesitated for a mere second before indulging and sat down in front of you, taking a small sniff of the drink that smelled like roses, jasmin and various spices he couldn't put a name on.

He took a sip.

"Are you...the healer ?", he asked hesitantly and you smiled once more—your smile felt like melted honey and Tiberias felt out of place. He was surrounded by delicate things; colorful mosaics, sophisticated tapestries and the sweet fragrance of sugar and spice..You were in a simple dress, your hair wild and free falling on your back and shoulders in complete disarray. You had various tattoos covering your arms and legs and small leather bracelets with little bells and pearls around your wrists. You even smelled like flowers. He—in contrast—was dressed in his armor and probably reeked sweat and filth. He almost felt ashamed. Almost.

"Indeed, I am. State your business, kind one.", you answered.

That nickname. It was the same than the one the kid had called him earlier. He now knew why he had been allowed a private visit, the child must have told you about him. He might try to give him a few golden coins later and send food to his family.

"I am in dire need of a healer.", he decided to confess and you hummed absent-mindedly before your eyes laid in an unhurried fashion upon him once more.

"I can see that. You—sir Tiberias—look like a man who has lost a lot..", you answered with a small knowing smile and Tiberias' brow furrowed for a second at your enigmatic words before he quickly clarified.

"I am afraid I haven't made myself clear enough. I do not want a healer for myself, but for my king. He is incredibly sick and needs your help." You hummed once more, finishing the tea in your hands while Tiberias hadn't touched his since his first sip.

"If he is the one in need of healing, why did he send you in his stead ? Why isn't he the one sitting in front of me ?"

Tiberias' jaw went slack at your sheer cheek and imagined his king, all covered in bandages and his face gnawed by disease and cursed to have every single one of his movements be a pain..To make the trip alone could have cost him his life.

He shook his head.

"My king is fair. He would compensate you righteously..", he replied instead and you closed your eyes.

You sighed. Here it was. Many of the people who came to seek your help brought up money and other kinds of physical treasures, as if it would make their torment any more important and urgent as the rest of the city.

"I'm afraid there is nothing I can do. Sometimes, people just die..", you replied coldly and Tiberias' jaw clenched at your refusal. He didn't want to force you, but he had practically raised the boy who was now called the Leper King and he would be damned if he let you walk away with the knowledge you could have helped.

You stood up and were about to leave when Tiberias suddenly turned around to catch your arm.

"Please. You owe me as much." You looked at the fingers wrapped around your wrist and the clear desperation in his eyes made you soften and sit back down. He nodded gratefully at you.

However, now that Tiberias had your full attention, he still seemed uncertain as to how to convince you. He had an undying loyalty for his majesty that had been built on years of service, but you didn't know the king as much as he did. He had nothing that he thought could persuade you, you weren't linked, and you had never even met. King Baldwin and himself had thought you to be a legend for so long, he hadn't even considered the way he would convince you.

Violence was out of the question.

Not only was he against it for moral reasons, he also knew that if he were to touch a single hair on your body, it would inevitably lead to the uprising of the people of Jerusalem.

So, he sought a different approach, to know more about you and maybe try to reach an understanding.

"You are miraculous. You heal. I've seen it with my own eyes. You don't ask anything in return, and yet, you are still a beggar. Why is that ?"

He wasn't fooled by the beauty of the house, he knew first and foremost what real luxury looked like. However, as a healer with powers such as yourself, why did you settle for less ? He knew many lords and influential people who would cover you in gold and diamonds for your talents. Your eyes darkened as the night seemed to gain territory inside your home.

"My gift is not to be used for money or glory, my lord. But, it doesn't mean I am not a human being in need of food and shelter."

Your fingers wrung together on your lap as you thought back on the terrible and uncomfortable memories of what powerful men had done to possess you. It had never ended well for any of them. You had sworn to never use your powers on such men ever again.

He could understand that.

"I can assure you that my king is different.", he tried to convince you and you bit your lower lip in order not to let out an undignified snort. All of the people who had ever attempted to gain your services had guaranteed you of their relative's/friend's/master's good will. It was the very reason you had first found yourself trapped in Jerusalem in the first place..

"I can see your love for him.", you still conceded and took a minute to ponder before adding. "Fine. If you swear to protect me, I will help your master, kind one.."

Protect you ? You could see the puzzlement in his eyes and let out a humorless chuckle. Of course, he wouldn't know..You wordlessly stood up and lifted your skirts. Tiberias instinctively looked away, but you called his name and he had no choice but to look. And what he saw made his eyes grow wide as big angry scars ran up your ankles and legs. He looked up quizzically at you and you answered his silent question.

"Men have enslaved me. I had to break my own legs to free myself. You must understand that I do not wish such fate to befall me once more, yes ?"

He felt his throat go dry at the sight and his lips tightened into a thin line as he thought of you—writhing in pain as you used a hammer to break free from your chains. He remained impassive as you covered your scars once more and as soon as your hands were free, he took one of them and rested his forehead upon it before proclaiming.

"As long as I'll live, you shall not be harmed."

You were surprised by Tiberias' sudden oath, but welcomed it nonetheless. You smiled sweetly down at him and took his chin between your thumb and index to make him look up at you as you answered.

"I will be there tomorrow. Prepare my arrival at your king's table beside you and I shall be there."

You brushed his cheek with your fingertips and Tiberias instinctively closed his eyes at the soft gesture.

When he opened them again, he was back in his bed and took a long inhale, the scent of jasmin and orange blossom still remaining. He knew it couldn't have been a dream. He still felt your touch the sensation of your almond eyes on him..He took a big breath before looking out the window at the moon bathing the darkness with its soft glow.

In the morning, he would inform his majesty of their upcoming guest..

At lunch the next day :

Preparations had been made to accommodate your arrival and as instructed, you were to be seated beside Tiberias and the king. However, the dinner went on and the more the clock ticked and the more he felt foolish..Had it all been a dream ? Had he really imagined your whole conversation and warned the king of your oncoming visit unjustly so ? But, the king didn't seem upset.

He was playing with his cup and staring at the wine dancing inside. To be truthful ? He was glad to be allowed outside, even for a little. He felt cramped in that big room of his, suffocating and trapped. He welcomed the distraction, but Guy had to shatter his illusion of a normal king sharing a meal with his subjects by speaking up.

"I ask for retribution. Tiberias interfered with my capture of the succubus. I would have been able to bring her to you, if it hadn't been for him.." He pointed his finger at Tiberias accusatively and even though the king didn't seem to pay the fool's words any mind, Tiberias felt his honor tainted by such accusation.

"She wouldn't have been captured. She would have been dead. And the poor child with it.", he rebutted and Guy lowered his accusative finger to snarl spitefully.

"She is a succubus. Things like her do not die. As for the child ? Everything to make his majesty feel better again. It would have been a necessary evil.", Guy advanced and Tiberias narrowed his eyes at him. Guy had never once put his majesty's well-being before his own and the way he was evading his gaze confirmed what Tiberias had always suspected. The only reason Guy had decided to track you down was to make sure nothing would stop him from taking the throne, once Baldwin buried deep under the earth..

The tight grip he had on his empty cup was the only thing preventing him from drawing out his sword and slaying the man in two. However, his cup was filled once more and a brush of the servant's fingers with his own made him look up. His eyes widened when he recognized you and he was about to speak when you smiled at him before standing up and all warmth left your face as you glared at Guy and finally spoke up.

"You call hurting a child on purpose to get to me a "necessary evil" ? Is that what they teach you at Court ? If so..I feel sorry for you."

Suddenly, all the eyes were on you and Guy frowned as it took him a few seconds to recognize you. But, once he did, his eyes widened and his hand hovered over his sword.

"Succubus.", he spat at you and you closed your eyes. That name again. That dreadful name a few of the white men from the North used to call you. Before you were even given a name, you knew what they called you..However, you only gave the man a placid smile before taking your assigned place. You took a handful of grapes and started eating while you could feel the stares.

But, you were used to them by now. Guy was still up with his hand on his sword and ready to strike you down, if only given the order. The king who had remained unmoving so far was now studying you with attention.

You weren't armed. You didn't seem to possess the necessary qualities to be called a demon and you were eating like a wildling, not caring if the other men at the table seemed disgusted or even scared.

"Stand down, Guy. She is our guest after all.", he finally ordered and Guy's eyes widened at the command as he tried to protest.

"But, my king.." Baldwin wordlessly raised his hand in the air and Guy immediately stopped talking. Baldwin then returned his attention on you.

"Tiberias told me you had healing capabilities beyond all of those who have ever attempted to help me. And there is a long list..Tell me, Almaealij Aleazim. Is it true ? Can you heal me ?" There was barely hidden hope behind his words and you smiled before nodding—confident as to the extent of your gift.

"It is true. I even believe I could help you find your way, king. But, I'll first have to ask you a question to determine if you are worthy of my time.." Baldwin tilted his head to the side quizzically, wondering about your condition, and even though you could feel everyone around the table tense, you didn't try to shy away. You waited patiently for his answer and Baldwin even found great amusement in this little exchange.

"Really ? Very well.", he leaned back on his chair. "Ask me your question then."

You nodded and even though you were surrounded by highly armed men and just one blow could send you early to your Maker, you asked unashamedly.

"Tell me..Do kings also have weaknesses ?"

Baldwin's eyes widened slightly at the unexpected question and before he could answer, Guy stood up and raised his voice once more at you.

"You dare accuse our beloved sovereign of being weak, you little impertinent ?!" You remained calm and Tiberias stood up beside you as he glared threateningly at Guy.

"Get back to your seat, Guy of Lusignan. Before I make you."

It wasn't a request and Guy's eyes widened in stupor. Tiberias had never dared speak to him with such audacity and you knew by the way his legs quivered slightly that he wasn't left indifferent by it.

"Blasphemous.", Guy finally muttered under his breath before indulging—as the king hadn't yet asked him to cut off your head.

Guy glared at you, but you didn't spare him a moment of consideration as the corners of your mouth tilted upwards at Tiberias' defending. He was holding his side of the bargain and you knew it would make the operation all the more likely to be achieved smoothly. You tilted your head with a mischievous smirk as Tiberias' countenance shifted to a surprised one as you gently stroke his damaged cheek. The gentle gesture was enough for the whole Court to whisper to themselves and even though the gesture in itself was innocent enough, Tiberias grabbed your arm firmly. The face Tiberias gave you next was enough to make you look away in shame and retract your arm, as even if you weren't exactly scared of him, Tiberias could be very intimidating..

"Forgive her, my king. She is new to this Court.", Tiberias apologized on your behalf and you frowned a little, prepared to protest that you weren't sorry. However, the silence was cut short by the king's light chuckle.

"No worries, my old friend. I find her entertaining. Tell me, Almaealij. How would you help me find my way ?"

He had deviated your question to focus on the how. But you didn't mention it. He had been kind enough not to take offense where many men would have already flayed you. There was no malice behind the question, he was genuinely interested and you swallowed another mouthful of your food before answering.

"I would search deep into your soul and find what the kind one sees in you.."

The kind one ? Baldwin looked up at Tiberias who was now sweeping the crowd with his hawk eyes, searching for any reason to be worried or suspicious. A smile stretched on Baldwin's lips. He truly was the kind one..

"I see. Very well then. We shall soon see if my being is worthy of your treatment."

King Baldwin then raised his hand to his forehead and said his goodbyes in true Jerusalem fashion before retiring from you.

As soon as he was inside, the other guests started retiring as well and Tiberias gestured for you to follow him. You grabbed an apple before indulging and the knight made you walk through numerous corridors before stopping in front of a big golden door. You wondered why he was stopping when he entered and wordlessly gestured for you to enter after him. You agreed and followed him and once you were out of ear's reach, he sighed.

"You mustn't touch me in such a frivolous way in the presence of anyone else in this Court, do I make myself clear ?"

You gulped at the dark stare he gave you and you sheepishly nodded.

"I didn't mean to upset you.", you said truthfully and Tiberias' expression softened. He sighed again and plopped down in a nearby chair before massaging his face with his gloved hand, letting out a loud groan of exhaustion.

"You didn't upset me. I am a soldier. Soldiers like me do not need distractions and rumors going around about them. I have enough trouble as it is.." You hung your head in shame and stared at your feet. Tiberias seemed extremely bothered and you wished to see him smile, but so far all your attempts had ended in failure.

"Take the bed. I'll sleep on the chair." You looked up at him in surprise, but he didn't return your gaze and only vaguely gestured with his free hand to the bed in the middle of the room.

"I'll ask for princess Sybil to send one of her servants to bring you some of her nightgowns tomorrow, or send you to another room if you wish..But, for now, I am too tired to bother and hope you won't hold it against me.." You opened your mouth to tell him he didn't need to justify himself to you, but closed your mouth rather quickly. Tiberias was still in his armor and in a chair that seemed for too little for a man of his stature. But, you believed him when he said he was ready to doze off either way.

However, you had other plans.

You tiptoed to stand behind him and let your hands slide on his shoulders to unfasten his shoulder blades. Tiberias let you, but you could feel his body tense underneath your hands. You shushed him soothingly before making your way back to his front and beginning undoing his chest plate. He still had his hand covering his face, but he peered at you through the gaps between his fingers. He silently watched as you seemed focused on the task at hand.

"...You don't need to..." Before he could finish his sentence, you had pulled him out of his chair and laid him down on the bed.

"In my country, it is rude to sleep soundly in someone else's bed while the host is uncomfortable in his own home.", you tried to explain and even though you were pretty sure Tiberias knew you were lying, he didn't extend on the subject and only sighed once more.

"I suppose it makes sense..Somehow." You didn't miss the way the corners of his lips twitched upwards and rolled your eyes playfully before laying down on the bed with a loud thud. It was a comfortable bed, one with soft silks and cushy pillows. It felt good. You were usually so busy with healing people, you never actually had the time to rest and enjoy the simple pleasures of life. You didn't mean to glance at Tiberias' torso either. You hadn't thought of it, but it was the first time you shared a bed with a man. And out of all men to be Tiberias, you felt honored and somehow intimidated. You thought back on the way he had ordered Guy to seat down and you started giggling, thinking on how the fool had had no choice but to obey and looked quite submissive before his imposing presence. Tiberias opened one eye to look up at you quizzically, but didn't say anything. Even though, he was quite curious as to the reason of your hilarity.

"Tiberias..I am sure a man such as yourself would make any woman happy in bed.", you mused. Tiberias' eyes widened slightly and a light blush spread across his cheeks at the implication. But, he quickly looked away and tried to hide his embarrassment by clearing his throat.

"What nonsense are you blabbering on about, woman ?!", he asked with his gruff voice—hiding his reddened face from you—and it only made you laugh harder.

The next morning :

His majesty's servants came early to wake you up and bring you to Baldwin. Tiberias had already left for his morning duties and when you were brought into the king's chambers, you marveled at the delicate and elaborate decorations of the room. It felt like entering a true palace with golden vines and oceanic patterns..You then noticed the king's unmoving form on the bed. He barely had the strength to breathe and you couldn't help but feel bad for the king, as he seemed in deep misery.

"You must be in great pain..", you whispered sadly and tried to get the bandages off, but he suddenly grabbed your arm with his gloved hand—his eyes now staring at you.

"You know of my illness, Almaealij. Do not be so careless.", he admonished you softly.

Careless ? You would have taken offense if it wasn't for the way his king's voice trembled slightly out of worry. He must have spent years with no real physical contact and you bit your lower lip at the sad thought. No one should endure such pain.

"I am well aware of your situation, my king. I have healed lepers before. Fortunately, my gift allows me to touch your kind without fearing an infection..", you explained and even though Baldwin seemed uncertain, he finally let go of your arm.

"Fine. But, I must warn you that my appearance may be repulsive to you." You offered him a reassuring smile before giving his bandaged hand a light squeeze.

"Don't worry, my king. I can handle it."

He kept staring at you for a few seconds skeptically before letting out a sigh of defeat. You involuntarily gasped when he removed his mask and showed you the extend of the damage. His face was but a pretense of what it used to be and he mistook your silence for judgment. He turned his face away from you and asked—his voice a mere whisper as you knew moving his lips must be torture at this point.

"Hideous, isn't it ?"

However, you didn't say anything and only grabbed his face between your hands, his eyes closing at the touch. He had been without it for years and the feeling of actual skin against his made him shiver. He didn't know if what you said was true, that you couldn't be infected by this disease, but he chose to believe. He chose to let himself be examined under the care of your patient hands and remained still. You then lowered your face enough for the both of you to be on eye level with each other. You then started singing and Baldwin's breath hitched as he felt himself slowly drifting away. It was as if he was floating above his body and this was when he saw it..The monstrous mass of black sand swirling around him. The sickness.

You then opened your mouth and started inhaling the black matter, but it was so much that Baldwin knew you wouldn't be able to get rid of all of it in one sitting. He slowly lowered himself towards his body and when you started suffocating—he decided to stop the session himself. He went back in his body and stood upward, almost knocking your foreheads together in the process. He then saw blood dripping down your nose and his brow furrowed with worry.

"Are you...alright ?" You forced yourself to stand up and gave him a reassuring smile before explaining.

"My health might waver slightly with each intake. It depends on the illness and the time it has spent growing inside its victim. But, don't worry. I recover quickly."

Baldwin didn't know if he should believe you. He knew you to be quite honest but, there was a slight flicker in your gaze—a fear that brought doubt into his heart.

"You promised to heal me, but I do not wish you to do so by sacrificing yourself for me.", he reminded you and your smile faltered just a bit. No one had ever cared about your well-being during your sessions. Of course, you had people thanking you for your time, but none of them had ever worried about the process in itself and its effects on you.

"I sing and relieve you of your woes. But, the real cure comes from the heart. You need to believe you can be cured.", you insisted and Baldwin nodded. He did. But, he now also knew of the size of his curse and wouldn't let you exhaust yourself.

"And I do. But, I am no fool. I know my sickness is no small thing and has been festering inside me since I was 16. It would take you more energy and I will not allow you to die for my sake." Your eyes widened at his concern and you offered him a genuine smile. Tiberias had done nothing but praise his benevolent monarch since the beginning, but you now were certain of his good heart.

You were all the more determined to help him.

You nodded and were about to wipe the blood off your face with your sleeve, but Baldwin stopped you and reached for his one of his tissues instead to wipe it himself. He didn't care about the blood, not when you had seen his face and hadn't even flinched in disgust.

He felt better already—if only slightly. He could move his fingers with more ease and didn't feel as tired. The sickness was still there, but at least he had hope now.

"Our sessions won't be more than 30 minutes each day and you must tell me if you feel any kind of discomfort..", he instructed you and you nodded in agreement before gently taking his hand in yours and kissing the ring there. He was really a king.

"Yes, my king. Thank you for your consideration.". Baldwin hummed in acknowledgement before putting his mask back on.

"We will resume tomorrow. For now, you are welcome to discover the castle and I shall ask my sister to keep you company."

You curtsied and left the room with a small smile on your face. You were now certain of having taken the right decision.

When you first met Sybil—the king's sister—you were stunned by her beauty. She seemed sculpted in alabaster and even though, she was far from vain. She smiled and greeted you with kindness. You couldn't even believe her to be Guy's wife. The man was unworthy of such beauty..She immediately offered to share her bedroom with you and offered you all the dresses you as much as stare at a little too long out of interest. You quickly became friends and you soon grew accustomed to a life at the palace.

You almost forgot your original purpose, until your past came knocking at your window.

A crow. From Saladin. The enemy of Jerusalem and of all crusaders.

He was asking you to meet and you quickly replied with a letter of your own. Once night fell upon Jerusalem, you sneaked out of the palace and met with Saladin at the outskirts of the city. Saladin was already waiting for you a smile lit up his face as he saw you and you finally smiled back before embracing him.

"I see you, brother."

"And I see you, dear sister.."

You greeted each other and Saladin quickly asked.

"So..Did you succeed in making your way into the palace ?"

You nodded and Saladin's smile widened before he praised you.

"Good. Good. And the king ? Is he on his deathbed ?" At the mention of Baldwin, your smile faltered slightly. Indeed, Saladin had given you as a mission to accelerate the king's downfall, as Saladin knew he was the only reason the city was still standing.

You wouldn't tell him you were considering stopping, or that you were actually helping the king rather than making his die faster.

You simply nodded and Saladin nodded—apparently satisfied by your confirmation.

"Good. The sooner it is done, the sooner you will get back to us. And Jerusalem will be ours."

You nodded once more, even with less enthusiasm than before and this time, Saladin noticed. He frowned slightly and sighed before taking your hand and making you sit beside him.

"I can see that something is upsetting you, dear sister. What is it ?" You bit your lower lip in hesitation before finally asking.

"What if...What if we were wrong, Saladin ? What if not all the crusaders are as bad as we thought ?" Saladin's eyes widened for a second in surprise at your sudden change of heart and sighed before actually pondering on it.

"What of it ?", he finally answered and you looked up at him with widened eyes as he addressed you a small sad smile. "War is war, sister. We will keep fighting until either side wins it all. It is written. And I firmly believe that it would be better for Jerusalem to be lead by its people, don't you think ?"

It was your time to ponder on his words. You had seen the worst and the best of the crusaders. You had been the witness of Jerusalem's thrive under king Baldwin IV's rule and a child be called a thief by the very crusader who wished to steal the king's throne..All crusaders weren't bad, but you still felt as if corruption and hypocrisy were things you couldn't abide by. Your people did have the same defaults, but they admitted it.

They didn't seek to hide it.

It was also the reason for your first question to king Baldwin. To test his honesty.

Could kings have weaknesses ?

You still waited for his answer. You finally nodded and Saladin hugged you once more.

"Remember, sister. The only way to get Jerusalem, is for you to lie to the people and yourself...dear sister." You closed your eyes and held him tighter.

"I understand.."

But, you wouldn't kill Baldwin because of it. So, you bid your brother farewell before returning inside, knowing it would probably the last time you would meet..

Almost a month later :

Tiberias felt better, better than he had felt in a long time. Baldwin had started joining you more often at dinners and the guests started enjoying his company once more. Some even laughed in his presence and the mask didn't hide the fact that the king was happier.

Tiberias liked the way his eyes creased as his smile was showing more often now. However, he then noticed something else. He noticed how your hand was constantly on top of his majesty's. He tried not to let it go to his head, as you were friendly with pretty much everyone. He had even seen you having a civile conversation with Ronand. And nobody liked Ronand.

It brought him to the thought of his majesty's healing. He felt and looked far better. Everyone was aware of it. He also knew a certain Saladin was looking for you, as many spies in the city were on the look out for the Almaealij Aleazim. Tiberias knew it was only a matter of time before people started connecting the dots and would talk.

So, it came to his last concern: your fate after the complete recovery of his majesty.

It was the reason his feet led him to the king's private quarters at night. The king had decided to move you to his sister's private chambers, so he didn't need to worry about waking you up any longer.

When he knocked, he waited a few seconds before Baldwin's voice was heard. He told him to come in and Tiberias indulged. When he stepped in, he was surprised to find the king at his desk, studying and with your head resting on his shoulder—snoring softly.

Tiberias stopped dead in his tracks at the sight and then eyed the door. It was not too late to back down.

"I see that you are busy..I shall come back later.", he promptly said, but Baldwin shook his head. "Do not worry, old friend. She's been asleep for the past hour. I asked her to teach me a bit more about her people and their customs. Fascinating, I must say."

Tiberias nodded shortly and was about to say that it could wait, but his eyes settled on you and he knew it couldn't wait. He had grown attached to you and had to know what the king had in store for you..

"If it works..Will you release her ?", Tiberias asked and Baldwin suddenly stopped his feather in mid-air at the question.

"She is not my prisoner, Tiberias.", Baldwin reminded him, but it didn't answer his question.

"With all the respect that you are due, I think his majesty knows what I mean.", he insisted and Baldwin sighed. He imagined it was only normal for his old mentor to be worried, as he was the person who had brought you to him.

"...Tell me, Tiberias. What would you say if I told you I would like the girl to stay with me ? That I'd like nothing more than for her to remain here and even, if she'd allow it, share a life with me ?" Tiberias hid his surprise the best he could and remained still for a moment, the both of them staring at each other in perfect silence. Tiberias thought about it. It was normal. His majesty was still young and now that he had the possibility to live a long and successful life, he would get attached to the girl who he owed everything to..Besides, the king would be able to protect you more than anyone else—even him.

He plastered a smile on his face and nodded shortly, his hands closed into fists by his sides.

"I would say that his majesty better tell her before somebody else does."

Baldwin blinked twice before realization hit him and his expression shifted into one of pity at the old soldier. He then uttered his name with an uncanny softness, full of pity and almost apologetic.

"...Tiberias."

Tiberias didn't wait. He moved to the door and opened it wide before stepping outside in a hurry. He regretted saying anything. He should have kept his mouth shut.

He needed fresh air.

In the opposite side's camp :

Ronand had been told that Saladin was looking for you and even though it was dangerous, he decided to warn Saladin of your whereabouts before you could definitely and irreversibly heal the king. His master Guy had married the king's sister and spent the last seven years plotting his demise, not for that she-demon to bring him back to life.

He arrived in the middle of the night and Saladin was waiting for him alone—as agreed in the letters they had shared. He set his foot down from his horse and tried to shake the leader's hand, only to be met with a cold stare.

"Where is she ?", Saladin asked straight away and Ronand immediately understood that he needed to be brief.

"His majesty has her. The witch is apparently taking care of him with her strange demonic powers.." Saladin slightly frowned at the very unflattering description Ronand was making of you. But, he still continued.

"And, is it working ?" Ronand nodded vividly as he recalled all the tiny changes in his majesty's behavior and turned his head back to the city.

"Yeah. She is making a mess of my plans and this is why I need you to get in there and kill the b..."

Saladin cut off his head.

He didn't like rats.

A week later :

You were almost done. You had spent days working on his majesty and each day he seemed to be getting better. You were glad and it filled you with joy to know you would have helped one of the few righteous kings in this world..until the news that was.

"A message from my master Saladin. Give me the Almaealij Aleazim, or I'll set Jerusalem on fire and blood shall spill.", the messenger read out loud and you shivered. You knew that handwriting and those words..They could only mean one thing. Saladin. He knew where you were.

Baldwin frowned a little in confusion before turning towards you and when he noticed how scared you looked, he immediately understood. He then asked all the people present to step outside, as he was to talk to his healer. Alone.

They all indulged, but Tiberias did give you a worried glance. You gave him a reassuring smile, but as soon as he was out, your smile fell and you turned around to face the king.

"Tiberias warned me of men who had once held you captive for your powers..Was Saladin one of those men ?", he asked with concern in his voice and slightly tilted your chin so you may face him fully. His piercing blue eyes seeking out answers in yours. Your lips trembled as you remembered what Saladin had told you last time you had seen each other..

"The only way to get Jerusalem, is for you to lie to the people and yourself...dear sister."

You were on the verge of tears and—left with no alternative—nodded slightly. Your loyalty was still to your own blood and you were scared of what Baldwin would do if he knew of your own blood. He hummed understandingly before getting down at his desk and starting a letter. You didn't understand what he was about to do until it was too late. He attached the letter to the leg of one of his birds and let it fly away into the darkness.

"Baldwin..What did you do ?", you finally asked and Baldwin shrugged—as if it was of no importance as he replied. "I sent a message to Saladin telling him to meet me in two days to decide of your fate. I shall not sit here and let him take you away without a fight. I assure you."

You hadn't expected it. You knew well of his kind heart by now, but you didn't expect such a reaction. You had sought to buy yourself some time, but you had only doomed the whole kingdom by doing so.

"Your majesty. I lied.", you confessed.

Baldwin's eyes widened significantly upon your confession and he waited for you to continue, elaborate on the matter. You felt great shame take over you, as only words of apology came tumbling out of your mouth. You felt tears threaten to spill as you begged him on your knees.

"Please. Do not hurt Saladin. Do not hurt my brother." His breath came out deep and uneven as he finally realized. The real reason for your presence in this city..Your miraculous apparition when he needed you the most..Saladin had told him he would send him his healers, he didn't think you would be one of them. He had shown you everything. He had told you everything. You knew all of his secrets and his blood boiled at the notion that he had been fooled.

"Baldwin...I...", you started and tried to grab his hand, but he slapped your hand away and cut you off harshly.

"SILENCE !"

Baldwin grabbed your arm to pull you up and stare at you. His eyes glaring daggers at you through the two narrow holes in his mask. You had never seen him so angry as he glared at you, his blue eyes trapping you in a snow storm.

"You asked me if kings had any weaknesses ? Well, now I can answer you with certainty. I am selfish. I am very quick to anger. And most of all, I do not have any tolerance for liars. And my only weakness ? The only thing keeping me away from sending you back to Saladin ? This godforsaken sickness..This putrid and decading flesh..You said you could get rid of it. And I believed you..And even though, I always had this gnawing feeling that you were not being truthful with me. Now, I know why." His hold tightened to an iron grip as he seethed. "You. A spy. Amongst my ranks."

"I swear I had no intention to..", you tried to justify yourself, but Baldwin shook his head. His hold on you tightened and even though you had sucked out most of his illness, you feared he might collapse any moment.

"WHY ?! WHY LIE TO ME ?! WHY HURT ME SO ?!", he cried out and you felt your heart break at the clear hurt in his eyes. You bit your lower lip and tried to get away from his grip, but he wouldn't let you. He was too angry by your betrayal and desperately wanted to know why.

"WHY, ALMAEALIJ ?!", he repeated and you finally broke into tears. You grabbed his mask and threw it away in your attempt for him to let go—which he did. He quickly put his mask back on and glared at you with more fury than ever. But, his harsh glare quickly changed as you showed him the same scars you had shown Tiberias on your first encounter.

"BECAUSE THE MEN WHO TOOK ME WERE CRUSADERS ! THEY WERE WHITE DEVILS AND I WANTED YOU TO PAY ! YOU ARE THEIR KING ! THEIR LEADER ! I WAS SUPPOSED TO KILL YOU, NOT HEAL YOU !"

Baldwin stilled and for a second, you thought he was going to strike you down, but he didn't. He only collapsed on his chair and covered his masked face with his hand, hiding his tears from you.

"...Get out. Now.", he commanded—his voice a mere whisper now.

You didn't need to be told twice. You opened the door, but found Tiberias standing there, his expression still shocked by what he had heard. You both stood there for a while until Tiberias' expression darkened and all softness left his face as he grabbed your arm and dragged you away. You tried to talk to him, but he refused to listen as he unceremoniously threw you in a cell.

"I...trusted you."

His words were sorrowful and you knew you had broken him with the way he seemed more disappointed than angry. You tried to reach for him through the bars to soothe him, but he recoiled from your touch with a sour expression.

"You will leave. Tomorrow."

It was not to be discussed. And with that, he was gone.

The next day :

You waited all morning for someone to come and bring you back to Saladin—even if it was in pieces. But, it seemed they had either forgotten about you, or had other much more important matters to attend to..which you soon discovered was the second one. People were running up and down with wet towels and ailments of all kinds and it was well past midday when someone finally came to get you. Tiberias had the same sorrowful look on his face, but it was now accentuated with dark circles under his eyes.

He hadn't slept all night.

"Tiberias..What's going on ? Tell me. Please.", you urged him. Tiberias seemed to wonder on whether or not he should answer you, but finally sighed in defeat.

"Ronand was found dead at the gates this morning." If the news didn't make you worry, the other one definitely did as he quickly added. "And his majesty is dying. His healers have diagnosed him this morning and said he was even worse than before your arrival. Guy is saying it would be better to execute you."

You knew that any traitor deserved punishment, but Baldwin didn't deserve it. You had spent almost a year taking care of him and even though you had done your best to fight the disease, you gift also relied on hope. And by breaking the king's heart, you may have as well plunged a dagger into his heart. You couldn't make yourself the reason for his downfall.

"Tiberias. I can heal him. I swear.", you tried to reach for him, convince him of your sincerity—but he shook his head in disbelief.

"You dare ask me to believe in your magic ? After you betrayed us ?", Tiberias asked—dumbfounded by your sheer nerve—and the reminescence of last night's events hurt far worse coming from your closest friend's mouth.

"No. I'm asking you to believe in me.", you said with confidence in your voice and Tiberias' face softened. He had been by your side since the beginning of this journey, you hoped he would be with you until the end.

You grabbed his arm as he was about to get out and pleaded.

"I won't give up on you, Tiberias. Do not dare give up on me."

Tiberias closed his eyes and took a big breath. He didn't want to betray his king and let a prisoner approach him on his deathbed, during his final hours. Baldwin didn't deserve it.

But, it there was even one tiny bit of hope that his grace would survive, he was willing to sell his soul to the devil. He opened your cell and lead you back upstairs to the king's bedroom. The healers were all there as well as some of the crusaders, but they immediately left when Tiberias ordered them to. He was the closest advisor to the king after all and until the king was dead, his authority wasn't about to be questioned.

Some of the crusaders still warned Guy who rushed to the king's private quarters. However, they were spooked by the way your mouth opened unnaturally wide to swallow the dark sand of leprosy out of the king. You had suspected it to have grown since last night and it didn't disappoint. You had to get rid of it today, or his majesty wouldn't survive.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS ?! ARREST HER !", Guy shouted and some of the soldiers tried to drag you away, but you fought against them with all your might. Tiberias hesitated to act. He had been charged with the mission of removing you from the premises and handed safely to your brother in case things went wrong by the king himself. You would be exchanged for the kingdom of Jerusalem and Guy would become king..An awful prospect. But, you weren't ready to give up.

"NO ! Please, Tiberias..Help me. I can save him. Please. Believe me.", you cried out and in an instant, Tiberias was standing by your side with his sword keeping the other crusaders from touching you.

"May God be my witness. You won't touch her. Anyone who would dare lay his hand upon her before his king's final breath will have said hand cut off.."

You smiled gratefully at Tiberias and leaned forward to retrieve Baldwin's mask. You knew Tiberias was still giving you an ultimatum, but you were still determined to make the most out of the time you had left. You didn't look away as you saw the state of his face and gently ran your hand along his damaged face. You then leant forward to hover your lips over his. You then opened your mouth wide and in one last attempt, sucked all the pain and sorrow out of him. Your heart started squeezing and your eyes watered as you felt all that pain fill your lungs. But, you kept inhaling, wishing and praying it wasn't too late. Your throat felt on fire and you knew your eyes to have turned a dark shade of black.

'Come on, Baldwin. Wake up.', you begged him in your head and didn't realize as your lips connected with his in order to get as much of his illness as you could, desperate to get rid of the very last speck of dark dust billowing in his system. Baldwin had always insisted on keeping you at arm's length, afraid he might hurt you if you were to keep going. But, now that he was on his deathbed, he could prevent you no longer.

You had been worried of him not being worthy of being saved, but now you were afraid of losing him. You had reached all the wrong conclusions and all his attempts of pushing you away weren't threats, but simply ways to save you.

You kept going, kept inhaling all his woes and darkness until you felt tears at the corner of your eyes—but you refused to give up. One and the same mantra keeping you awake.

Wake up Baldwin.

Wake up Baldwin.

WAKE UP BALDWIN !

And then, you blacked out. You barely had the time to hear Tiberias call for your name as your body hit the cold hard floor.

One last prayer for Baldwin as your unconscious took over.

Wake up..Baldwin.

A few hours later :

"Almaealij.."

You opened your eyes at the soft calling of your name. You groaned and turned, but you then felt a gentle shake that finally made you wake up. You slowly opened your eyes, blinked a few times before recognizing the face of Baldwin above you. You could see his eyes lit up with life and a few tears of joy escaped you as you gently ran your fingers alongside his face.

"I...succeeded ?", you asked in disbelief at your own success. He smiled and nodded before gently stroking your cheek. He didn't feel weak anymore and even though his face was still disfigured, he knew the illness to be gone—as did you.

You then looked outside and noticed the sun to be high up and sighed. It was the second day since Baldwin had sent the letter.

Your brother would come to get you.

"I guess I must go now.", you guessed and Baldwin opened his mouth to answer—but the door suddenly slammed open and here was Tiberias. You knew he had been worried sick by the way his hair stuck to his temple with cold sweat. His eyes immediately met yours and he let out a deep sigh of relief.

"So, it is true. You are awake. I.." He then noticed the amused look Baldwin was giving him and quickly got back his composure. He stood straight and tried not to make eye contact as he informed you.

"Saladin is at the door, your majesty."

At the news, your hold on Baldwin tightened just a little as you remembered the way he had entered into a dark rage at the mention of your brother. But, Baldwin smiled reassuringly at you befit turning towards Tiberias with a small nod.

"Fine. Let's go greet him then. Prepare the horses."

Your eyes widened as he seemed so calm now and you would have given everything to know what was going on in his head at that moment. He left before you could ask and you wordlessly dressed up. You just hopped you hadn't accidently started another war..

A few hours later :

You stood before your brother and Baldwin by your side. Saladin quickly assessed you up and down for any injury, but was relieved to find none. It seemed the king of the white devils had had treated you well, but he was more curious as to the reason of their meeting. In the letter, Baldwin had seemed in a hurry and even though, he was before him with all the composure and magnanimity of a true king, bowing his head and greeting him.

"I see you, Saladin." He raised his hand from his forehead to him and Saladin greeted him back.

"And I see you, king Baldwin."

They both offered such a powerful and dominant presence, you could almost feel their strength of mind from where you stood. It was unlike anything you had ever witnessed. Two kings. Two kingdoms. Two different people. And yet, the same aura.

"Tell me. Why this meeting ?", your brother finally asked and Baldwin smiled underneath his mask.

"I wish to discuss a way to reach peace between our two realms."

Saladin tilted his head, intrigued by this sudden request—but let his curiosity get the best of him as he answered.

"Very well..How ?"

How indeed ? You hadn't seen Baldwin so sure of himself and even though you had no idea of what he was going to suggest, you just hoped it wouldn't be anything violent. You couldn't lose him or your brother.

You then realized, you had grown attached to the king and even though you knew he was a part of the people that had enslaved you, you felt safe with him..He was different. He was willing to forgive and forget, which you hoped he would be willing to do with your brother.

"As you know, your sister saved me. I wish for her to remain by my side.", Baldwin declared and even though Saladin didn't know the point he was trying to make, he still agreed.

"And I want her to come back home with me."

So far...You didn't know what was Baldwin's plan, but you hoped it wouldn't end with another reason for both kingdoms to rage war against each other. Baldwin nodded.

"And I think her home is with us."

There was an unspoken agreement between both leaders as Saladin finally smiled and even let out a small knowing chuckle.

"I only intend for my sister to be happy. If she says her home is with you, I shall retreat this instant." You looked at both men consecutively before standing forward and taking Baldwin's hand.

"I am, brother. And I wish to make Jerusalem our home to all."

Saladin smiled tenderly at you before nodding in agreement—certain of the veracity of your words. He then looked back at Baldwin.

"My sister healed you. She took care of you. I must ask you to assure me she will be taken care of."

Baldwin nodded in agreement before replying.

"Of course. I understand your concern. However, you mustn't worry. As I intend to make your sister my wife."

A long silence followed as both you and Saladin were too stunned for words.

"You...what ?", you asked and Baldwin nodded before ignoring your dumbfounded expression as he added.

"Indeed, she stole my first kiss. It is only normal we marry, as per your customs if I recall correctly ?", he pretended to remember on the spot, even though you knew he had studied all the books concerning your culture he could find in the royal library..

~Oh. That clever little...Of course he would remember your customs now. Of all times. You looked away from your brother in shame and Saladin's eyes widened as he realized he was telling the truth. Suddenly, Saladin burst out laughing and the sound made you fall back to your childhood when he would laugh at your every misstep.

You glared at him and before you could stop yourself, you started speaking in your native language.

"Tawaqaf ean aldahik ealaa alkalb almajnun !" (Stop laughing, you mad dog !)

When Saladin finally stopped laughing, he got off his horse and Baldwin did the same. They then stared at each other before your brother reached for the king's hand and shook it with his other on top of their joined hands in a sign of his blessing.

"I shall attend with pleasure. And our two people might be united at last."

You tried not to faint on your horse. What ? When ? Where ? How ? Baldwin didn't even wait for you when he settled back on his horse and galloped away. Your brother gave you one last cheeky grin before going his way and you were left with your mouth wide open.

...Had you just been the witness of your own arranged marriage ?

Tiberias smiled as soon as he heard the news and tried to calm you down as you started telling him the events of the day. Again. You had started as a traitor in a dark cell to end as the betrothed of king Baldwin. However, even though you were nervous, you seemed happy. Tiberias had always wanted the king to be linked in matrimony with someone good and kind. You were all that and more..But, he was also an old man who knew all about the symptoms of love. And seeing you with that twinkle in your eyes and that smile you were so desperate to hide..He was happy for you. Or, he tried to be.

Out of all women, he never thought he would fall for the single one he could never have..

But, he was an old man. And you deserved the world. You had held your end of the bargain. You had saved his king and he would keep protecting you until the end, no matter how much his heart ached.

"I wish you all the best, Almaealij Aleazim.."

#baldwin iv #tiberias #kingdom of heaven #supernatural reader insert

[kenjiyabuki]

so here are some thoughts about DMD Friendship the Reality while we are nearing the end

yeah yeah its not that deep but actually no one caring/talking about a show makes me want to write a LONG ASS POST bc i cant get gratification from going through the tags and reading opinions lmaoooooo so HERE damn okkk i will make the content i want to see in the world i guess dont mind me......😞

im not even the biggest Domundi fan but i was intrigued by the premise of this show. i mean it's a basically fake dating show (like one of their challenge rewards was getting to sleep in a suite together as if they are there to date for real) and the end prize isnt just an acting opportunity as it comes w the big decision of choosing a looooooong time acting partner. so i wanted to see how they would do it. BOC did a similar thing w The Hidden Character which i dropped halfway in bc it was too long and i found the challenges to be irrelevant to the ending goal. this show is the opposite of that and thats why ive been enjoying it.

it is edited to be concise (only 5 eps) and honestly, is quite tranquil. all the challenges were about things they will be required to do in the future as DMD actors/idols and stakes aren't even that high. You could always guess who would win before they even started (((like of course broody model guys won the photoshoot challenge and guy w two series under his belt won the acting one, DUH))) but it was still enjoyable to watch. show's goal isn't to generate tension and competitiveness. it is more of a workshop/chemistry building camp and also a way to introduce the new generation and get the fans warm up/attached to them.

as i spent time in bl fandom sphere, i've come to realize introducing a new gen is tricky. i thought everyone would be ecstatic to see new blood and a lil bit of mix and match but BL fans are reaaaaaaaaaaally attached to their faves and generally see newcomers as threats who will take opportunities from their already neglected (!) precious babies (e.g. just couple weeks ago FortPeat fans were protesting the new lesbian side couple in the upcoming show for stealing screen time from their faves, which is a joke in itself). this kind of show is genius way to get people to warm up to idea of new faces. at the end of the the day, these fans' weakness is two beautiful boys indulging in sweet moments they can be delulu over and considering how ships were already born from the first episode, DMD FTR succeeded in their goal.

LETS TALK ABOUT THE BOYS :-) *this starts playing*

I had to make this during first ep bc they are all dark haired boys w similar builds so I kept confusing them lmaoooooo (Tle not pictured as he joined later)

i will firstly talk about the fan favorite possible "couples";

KengNamping, the quiet visual couple and yes I love em!!!! they were kinda the only "conflict" in this very conflict free competition.

is Keng the CALMEST person I've ever seen? Latte is laid back too but Keng is just seems zen. sometimes (in the face of conflict) he just seemed hard to read but mostly he has such a calming presence. honestly, he should open an ASMR channel if this acting gig doesn't work out.

Namping also comes off very warm and graceful. him being "wow I'm finally in the winner suite" to Keng after finally getting chosen in ep4 made me laugh like DAMN he really was offended by what happened in ep1 and kept letting it slip. Idc, you are so right my prince and don't ever let Keng forget what he did to you...

when it comes to the possibility of them as a couple: i am kinda here for it while also not knowing if i actually believe in their "moments" in the show? Namping definitely set his sights on him from the beginning but Keng seemed nonchalant about it. Keng finally choosing Namping after his win, their sweet moment on the bed etc. seemed to me like classic reality show moment prompted by production to fit a certain narrative WHILE ThomasKong's pseudo-date-night chats seemed very real and spontaneous.

they do visually have chemistry, i'm not gonna act like i wasn't blushing when Keng trying to flirt during dinner or Namping softly touching a sleepy Keng's chin in the bed etc. Or even in ep2, when Namping tries to confront Keng about his pick but they are too timid and just unable to talk about it openly!!! arrghhh it's a hard to watch moment but still, made them more intriguing because they had such a tension between them. it would be a shame if it wasn't explored more. that tension can be channeled into an angsty series, just saying...

So, they def have a long way to go in their bond and arent comfortable like LatteFirst or ThomasKong but still, they are a strong contender and I would be glad to see them as a couple in a show. Namping already got my attention in the acting challenge and wonders can be achieved w a lil bit of workshop. they got the juice already!!!

Now, lets talk about ThomasKong.............

me watching Thomas relentlessly chatting Kong up since THE FIRST EPISODE

so I knew LatteFirst are set be a side couple in upcoming Love Upon a Time but i was confused to see why everyone on Twitter was already going cuckoo over these two random boys until i saw them interacting... Wow, like Thomas really came here w one mission: get Kong and leave.

because Thomas is such a flirt like DAMNNN😳😳😳😳he needs to be jailed for carrying lethal amounts of charm... IT MUST BE SAID: I love his fits w those thin glasses, he should've been wearing those in those office BLs he was in because he has been serving "office siren". Tiktok girlies eat your heart out.

while Kong isn't the best at acting or singing (he is the best KengNamping shipper tho and i LOVE a fudanshi BL actor), he definitely would win Mr. Congeniality if they were giving that title. he naturally and effortlessly has great on screen charisma. he is a certified cutie and the only one who can get real full belly laughs from Thomas!!!

i think what they managed in the acting challenge is the testament to their palpable chemistry. acting wise they weren't perfect (naturally, their uneven acting experience levels were apparent) but they were the only one who managed to tonal shift in their scenes. it's because they were the only ones who played into the romantic subtext of the scene. they also held eye contact for the longest (because they are comfortable w each other and not shy!!!), which elevated their chemistry and made me AND the judges giggle and roll our hair and kick our feet and shit!!!!!!!!!!!!

they are obviously the most likely to win the show and they deserve it too. no matter the result of the show, i want see them carrying a series as mains because they can and should. i also believe DMD won't fumble their bag, so i am not worried about it.

to conclude, I will quote Zee,

then we come to LatteFirst, the kinda established couple: in the ep5 preview, we see First trying to choose between Latte and the newcomer Tle, which seemed random to me and could be a production touch to create conflict in this very smooth sailing show.

i loved seeing Latte being nonchalant about the possibility of First choosing someone else, what a laid back guy. like Mio in THC, every BL reality show needs a half asleep and occasionally funny dude.

now i am thinking; what if First chose Tle, would he also replace Latte in LUAT bc DMD doesn't really fuck w mixing matching their couples. i honestly don't know where did all that come from but i feel like the result wont be too shocking, First and Latte are already really close and comfortable and got The Chemistry. need i remind of Latte punching the air a la Judd Nelson at the end of The Breakfast Club when it was announced they both chose each other for the dinner date? and their sweet and comfortable banter on that said date??? let's put our pens to work and write a friends to lovers rom-com for the boys based on that material please...

i dont think they are likely to win but might be strong contender. i just want to see them as a side couple in LUAT (hopefully this year!!!!) so they can develop themselves and their bond a little bit more before getting to a main couple level. their sweet friendship shouldn't go to waste!!! (is it obvious i am more drawn to BL couples who are besties in real life?)

damn this post is about to be a novella so i will make it short about Gems, TeeTee and Tle, i hope Gems won't be too upset about getting slighted again 😥 like i said, stakes aren't high on this show and results are always obvious: these guys are going back home empty handed, we all know it. they are all charismatic and VERYYY talented but i just felt like none of them really focused on "getting a partner" part of the show, not just the main challenges. even TeeTee who was picked by Thomas and Keng seemed kinda uninterested about partnering up. but you cant really force chemistry and i am sure they will get many more opportunities in the future. they already started their fanbase!!! i cant stand to see Gems so upset, i hope he wont be too sad.

these are my opinions. maybe the ending will do a whole 180 and idk, GemsKeng or TleKong or some other random couple will win, who knows???? cant wait to watch the new overly airbrush filtered, Cheewin directed DMD show up to like 5 episodes and then get bored and drop it and follow the rest from gifs!!! good luck to the boys <3

#dmd friendship the reality #ThomasKong #KengNamping #LatteFirst #domundi

[yourmommygay]

Let's trust him.

Idea: This is set just after Liam brings theo back and is set in Scott's house when they find out he's back.

Pairings: theo raeken x plus size!reader, Malia tate/hale x reader (siblings. Malia is 2 years older), Scott mccall x reader (platonic), Liam Dumbar x reader (best friends)

Warnings: swearing, mentions of blood and violence.

Be prepared this is a kinda long one.

Cody christain is just majestic.

Me, malia and Scott had just returned to Scott's after receiving a message from Liam asking for us to come back. As I stepped out of my truck and closed the door I heard my sister growl, I didn't understand why, I just shrugged it off and walked over to Scott who was walking up the path to the front door.

We entered the house and I heard hushed whispers from towards the kitchen area, I identified the voices of Liam and hayden aka my best friend and his girlfriend. As I rounded the corner I saw him, theo. My ex boyfriend standing behind my best friend and hayden who was holding the katana.

"What's going on here?" I asked worried as to why he was here. Liam looked sad almost guilty but still confident all at once. Scott stepped towards Liam with a angry glint in his eyes.

(Skip to later. Also im adding more speach cause its been a while since ive watched teen wolf and i cant find it anywhere as i live in the uk)

"Scott I don't trust him" malia said to Scott and I don't blame her, he manipulated us all, made us believe we could trust him, shot malia, made me fall in love with him just so he could get closer to the pack, manipulated Liam into trying to kill Scott then trying and sort of succeeding in killing him. "I know you don't malia, but Liam thinks he may be able to help us, he remembers stiles" Scott said trying to calm down the situation.

"I remember stiles, Lydia remembers stiles, y/n remembers stiles and so do you. We don't need theo, Liam needs to send him back. He tried to kill you scott" malia rambled getting angrier by the second. "What do you think y/n?" Scott asked looking straight at me, I looked over at theo and saw his eyes. He was listening in to the conversation and he looked scared. "Malia has a point he did try to kill you." I pause. "But so did I and malia and Liam and Peter and Kate and Chris and Jackson and yet you gave us another chance and trusted us. I say we give him one more chance, if he does something we don't like or agree with put him back" I respond.

Scott nods and tells Liam "y/n's right, but he's your responsibility. You watch him, got it?" Liam nods and looks over at me "can y/n help? She's theos weakness remember".

(Flashback to before they sent him to his personal hell)

"Y/n your everything to me, I didn't mean to involve you in the plan. I didn't mean to fall in love with you, at first I thought maybe it was easy but then you actually treated me the way I wanted to be treated, with love and care. God I'm crazy about you y/n, if anything happened to you I'd lose my mind. Your the only thing that keeps me calm and anchored" theo said trying to plea for my forgiveness.

"I can't be with you theo, not anymore. Your not the person I thought you was. If you can change then maybe at some point eventually but right now I'm pushing myself to just talk to you, I don't think I can trust you" I turned and left theo standing there looking like a kid who just dropped their ice cream.

"Fine catherine goes with but if he gets to close to her stop him" Scott and malia both say St the same time making me smirk. I have a feeling they will be together soon enough, there's always been something there. I can tell.

(Time skip again)

I'm walking behind hayden and Liam by theo but not next to him as I see Liam and hayden being a cute couple. Hayden says how she trusts liam I nearly make an audible sound of adoration towards the teenage couple as they kiss theo says "oh do you want me to leave you two alone to have some couple time?" He then holds up the chains "Oh wait I can't" he says annoyed. Liam rolls his eyes and me and hayden giggle at the boys. Liam yanks on the chain connected to the handcuffs on theo's wrists.

As I'm walking theo looks at me. "Hey" he whispers knowing that even though the teenage couple infront of us are talking that if he spoke loud enough Liam would hear him. "Hi" I whisper back. "I heard what you said to Scott back at the house, thank you for sticking up for me" he whispers smiling at me, not a smirk like before, a genuine smile. "I didn't do it as a favor for you." Amd just like that the smile is gone.

"I did it for me, so I can kill you once we have finished with you" I smile and him then jog to catch up and walk next to hayden.

(Time skip again. I'm sorry)

"Scott was right, I'm sending you back" Liam said to theo, we had just returned to the little shed thingy and saw a ghost rider dead in the cage with the gate open and theo sitting on the floor. I hadn't looked at theo yet I just know he's sitting on the floor, I finally look over at theo then turn to Liam and whisper to Liam "leave me alone with him, I'll fine out what happened" Liam looks hesitant but I nod and he and everyone else walks out leaving me with theo.

I sit down next to theo sideways facing him. I cross my legs, sigh and put my hands in my lap. "What happened theo?" I ask. Theo looks at me with tears in his eyes and blood on his face, "my sister would pull my heart out, over and over and over and over again. Then suddenly you appeared and she started pulling your heart out then she would make me pull it out, I couldn't. I couldn't hurt you again so I always had to watch you die." He said catching me of guard. "Theo I meant about what happened here. Is-is that what you witnessed in your personal hell?" I ask putting my hand on his knee. He nods then says "it was uh, Mr Douglas. He came in here, killed the ghost rider. Ate something from in his brain that let him use the whip" theo says then he clears his throat and sits up more, still leaning on the wall.

"Mr Douglas, as in the new teacher?" I ask in disbelief. Theo nods again and I nod. "Theo I have to ask, did you try to stop him?" I ask scared of the answer. "Yeah I did he uh, he pushed me against the wall and then faced the ghost rider" theo said and I knew he was telling the truth cause they couldn't lie to me. I nod and pull theo into my chest hugging him catching him by surprise but he quickly wrapped his arms around me and buried his head in my neck.

"I missed you" I confess. "I missed you so much more and I'm so sorry I broke your trust and I promise I will try to prove myself and change, for you. I'll be better for you" theo said looking me in the eyes. I smile and nod then kiss theo quickly before calling Scott and Liam and the others back in.

I stand up as they enter and say "He's telling the truth, he had nothing to do with what happened here. In fact he tried to stop it from happening but he couldn't. Scott can I talk to you outside?" I ramble, Scott nods and we walk out the little shed thingy. "Scott, he's just told me what he went through down there. I think we should at least give him a chance to be better. To prove to be better. He isn't the same as before, believe me. I was his girlfriend and there is a look in his eyes that wasn't there before." I explain.

"What did he go through?" Scott asks, I shake my head "I can't say exactly as its not my place if he wants to tell you he will but I will say that if anything would change him. It would be what he went through. Can we please give him one more chance and just put at least a little bit of trust in him?" I say.

Scott nods and says

"Okay, let's trust him"

A/n: I hope you like this, it took me about an hour to write as I kept getting distracted. Anyway let me know what you think about this and I'm sorry that I couldn't really remember much from the episodes but I tried my best. Anyway, remember you are loved and you are wanted. I love you and I hope you have a nice morning/evening/night. Bye bye.

#theo raeken imagine #theo raeken #teen wolf imagine #cody christian imagine #cody christian

[branmuffins22]

of all the things to just not bring up again about the events of kings tide, im surprised to see that luz being very nearly petrified didnt make that cut. like, she was seconds or less from being irreversibly turned into a statue, while nobody was around to help, completely at the mercy of belos.

sure, we saw this once before with eda, at the end of season 1, but shes a full grown adult, with a lot more experience being transformed against her will (what with the curse and all), and she had at least a whole day to come to terms with her impending demise, not to mention the years shes known she had it coming.

not luz. shes a child, the closest experience she had to this body horror was when she bodyswapped with eda for an afternoon, and she had maybe a minute, tops, between when her petrification was started on a whim and when it wouldve been complete. she was just a kid trying to convince an old bastard to stop his religiously-motivated genocide.

and somehow, she kept a cool head, cool enough to find a way out, cool enough to talk her executioner into stopping, and cool enough to turn the situation around on him right afterwards, flawed though that plan ended up being.

luz seems to have become the kind of person to be remarkably calm and competent under life-threatening pressure, only to pass that dread into the future. we saw this near the end of season 1 when she managed to walk all the way from the emperors castle to the owl house before finally breaking down, again when she was run ragged at the blight expo before coming home and crashing, and another time when she broke down as soon as the action stopped after the trip into the emperors mind.

ever since the end of season 1, she hasnt done a lot of panicking under duress like she used to do (like running away during the duel at the covention, and running from grom, to name a few), but she almost always brings it up again eventually, from her pride over the piece of the emperors mask she chipped off in their first fight, to the constant angst about the revelations in hollow mind, she clearly processes the emotions from those scenarios eventually.

not so with her petrification.

i suppose i can chalk it up to another casualty of the cut, but its really a huge shame that all we get to worry about from the events of kings tide is "the child god is running loose on the boiling isles while were stuck on earth, unable to ensure the safety of our loved ones", and then theres the whole new/old thing of belos somehow still being around, and it just feels so disconnected from that plot.

their time on earth couldve been a deeply emotional unpacking of all the stuff theyve been going through while they try to make it back, mixed with whatever adventures can be had, repeated failures and lingering repression leading up to luz's attempted narrative suicide, but instead we got "look how sad this all is, but look at all the fun times weve had, but now look how much sadder luz still is than everyone else, despite all those fun times we just showed you, and wOAH WATCH OUT! BELOS!"

idunno, one of the biggest reasons ive gotten into fanfic in the last month has been to explore the emotional consequences of all that stuff. one of my favorite oft-overlooked traumas is that luz had to endure the encroaching effects of a rather horrific death while simultaneously lying her way out of it, succeeding by such a small margin that it may as well have been a fluke that she survived at all. lots of potential for angsty nightmares and such, but none of it explored.

#the owl house #toh #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #emperor belos #toh spoilers #season 3 spoilers #thanks to them

[yukisnowywriting]

Bubble Tea

Kamisato Ayato x calm!fem!reader

Genre : fluff

Warning : cussing, and some comments from the dear author

Authors note : jokes on you, I've saved up for gorou and this man since Inazuma was first out just to get a notification that me storage ran out. SO YES I DONT PLAY GENSHIN NOW AND I HAVE A MORE THAN 5000 PRIMO damnnnn..... I think imma kms

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youre strolling down in inazuma's streets with your lover, Kamisato Ayato.

As people stares at the two of you, they gasp at the beauty from both lovers, a handsome getleman, and a adorable young lady. (noice)

But after a while, your date has been interupted, but it was always like this so it was fine. As the two noblemen drags ayato away to talk of business, you played with the cats beside the benchs.

usually it only took 10 minutes for ayato to come back to you, but it was already 15 minutes so you got bored and started to pick yourself up to walk around.

as you were strolling. of course not to far so Ayato doesnt get worried, you found a new bubble tea store. And as you see how theyre conversation isnt gonna stop soon, you bought one for yourself as you continue your stroll.

But not like what you expected, Ayato went back, and caught up to you 5 minutes after you started your stroll.

"my apologies darling, I took quite the time didnt I? were you bored" he says with his usual gentle voice. "kinda bored, but it was fine. what did you talked about? is there something new in the commision?"

The two of you then continued your stroll while he talked about the disscussion he just had.

"sweetheart, ive been rambling about all of this noble nonsense on our date, isnt that boring for you?why dont you talked about how youre doing since we didnt really get to meet a lot this week." he says with a a little frustration in his voice. But rather than what he said, you feel like "Just being with you is already very great for me"

Ayato felt like his heart was just struck by an arrow 'j-just what did i do to deserve this adorable creature..' he says in his mind as you continue talking "hearing you talk, and feeling you next to me is very enjoyable for me. So sometimes i just go quite because i want to enjoy hearing your voice, after all, your correct about us s=being busy most of the time" you say with a little pout.

"t-that is very pleasing to hear my love, but are you sure just being with me is enough? dont you want to get some snacks?" 'dear archons how am i gonna go on'

"sure, anything you like. Just be by my side, and dont leave me alone"

and that was the last string that was keeping him from falling in love with you and simping for you harder than before. He just want to keep you just for him.

He then pulls on your waist, went behind you,, wraps his arms around your waist, and rest his nuzzles his face to your cheek.

"your so adorable my love, may I have your permission to lock you up in my mansion to keep you for myself?" he says with a teasing voice

"....its better that you dont do that..."

"ahahaah, of course, now can you share one of my favorite things in the world that your holding right now?"

you then looked at the remaining bubble tea, just 2 bubbles and 1/7 brown sugar milk tea of the glass in your hand then looked at ayatos face beside yours....

"nope" then you took the glass to the hand opposite from ayato and put it up away from him. He tries to reach for it, and when he succeeded, you pulled it to you and slurped the ttwo bubbles with some water leaving the glass to remain with the now only brown sugar milk tea without the bubbles.

".....fine" Ayato spun you arounf to face him the closes the gap between the both of your lips gently and pulled your body closer to his. He then deepens the kiss and steals the one of the boba bubble from your mouth.

"quite good. sweet, but not as sweet as you. now shall we go home?"

"u-uhm" you nod

great thing you were not in a crowded place.

#genshin impact #fanfic #fluff #genshin fanfic #genshin #genshin imagines #kamisato ayato fanfic #kamisato ayato #ayato x reader #genshin x reader #genshin fluff

[itadori-yujiii]

memories- hannah bang streetlight by changbin hug me by i.n fire in the rain burn the house down carried home take me home hold on-just search up httyd after this tourner dans le vide-indilla sped up vers. blossom-enhypen

+ some more memories by han hold on by seungmin

can you see that im slowly putting you in kpop

hehe you already did my princess and hopefully this will be a nice present for when you wake up <3

memories, hannah bang - voice is very very soothing and relaxing, got chills, hear an accent

streetlight, changbin - this is a mooood, woah the metaphors, is this like toxic masculinity?, i dont think im supposed to be relating--, totally saving that

hug me, i.n - WEIRUFBUDFIBRFRIDBU THATS SO DUCKING CUTEEEEE. whys that so adorable and wholesome and just UGH. would you hug me? yes sir!

fire in the rain - giving riptide vance joy vibes, awwwwww this is so cuteeee, im saving this too. im gonna listen to this until i am sick of it. aylin your taste is beyond amazing

burn the house down - AJR!!! I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THE TUNE IS SO CATCHYY AHHH THE TWINNSS OML I LOVE THEMM. way up way up we gooo, been up and down that road mmmm i love this sm ty so much aylin im saving this rn

carried home -  this is so calming i swear. was this in httyd ? i feel like it was. so freaking relaxing. 

take me home - WHOO! just started and i already like this! TAKE ME HOOOOME! HOOOME, MY LOVE! HOOOOME! TAKE ME HOME. YESSSSSSS I LOVE THIS AHHHHH AMAZING AYLIN YOUR TASTE IS GOLD!!! I LOVE EVERY LYRIC AHH

hold on, httyd - ooh a sad one now, i already know this so im gonna react to hiccastrid. nooo astrid's panicked voice.  STOP THIS IS SO GOOD ITS GIVING ME SHIVERS. THE LYRICS MATCHES THE SCENES AND THE TRANSITIONS. this so depressing what. DID THEY REALLY SHOW HICCUPS DEAD DAD ARE YOU KIDDING ME DO THEY WANT ME TO CRY BECAUSE THEY ARE SUCCEEDING. THEY ARE LITERALLY PERCABETH WHATRE YOU TALKING ABOUT AHHH THE CUTE CHEEK KISSES AND HUGS OML 

tourners dans le vide (sped up) - (i coincidently found one with the thumbnail as mikasa) oooooh spooky like a dark carousel i dunno how to explain it. i am only judging by the voice. OHHHH I HEARD THIS IN EDITS YEAHHH. SO COOOOOOOLLLL. I LOVE THISS THE VIBE AHHHH AYLIN YOURE TASTE 🫶🫶🫶

blossom, enhypen - tHE HARMONIES IN THE BEGINNING I CANT- THEIR VOICES ARE SO GOOOOOOOD THE WAY THEY JUST SWITCHED THE LYRICS BETWEEN EACH OTHER IS SO CUTEE. THE LYRICS ARE SOO WHOLESOME AWWWWW. I FEEL LIKE IVE BEEN MISSING THIS MY WHOLE LIFE AHHHHHHH. kimi e no ai ga ai ga yurayura yurayura! I LOVE THIS THANK YOU AYLIN. IM FALLING FOR YOU TOO, JAKE

miserable, han - his voice is cute. the vibe is very nice. okay this does NOT sound like a healthy relationship 😅. oooooh his rapping is so good. i really like this. i would listen to this in happy rainy days. 

hold on, seungmin - 3 seconds in and i've fallen in love with the tune alone, awww "you came to me like a gift, you brought joy to meaningless days" byjcrewjybrc, wait. is he talking about a pet or a furry. im so confused. is he dating a furry???, STOPP "when the remaining ashes are blown away, i will call your name once again" brb im sobbing and screaming curled up in my bed, STOPP THIS SO SAD BUT SO HOPEFUL AT THE SAME TIME AND THE TUNE AHHHH, new favorite

#AYLIN'S TASTE IS PURE GOLD EVERYONE #I TRUST HER WITH EVERYTHING #OH MY GOD AYLIN #WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME YOU WERE THIS AWESOME #YOURE TASTE IS AMAZZINGGG IN EVERYTHING #I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AYLIN #SOOOOOO MUCH #leta answers #ily moots #i love you aylin #ily aylin #ty for the ask #ilyt aylin #i love you so much #i love u #my baby

[pinkcannibal]

The way you write Miss Thornhill actually gets me obsessed. Like -ma'am, I might actually murder for you. The whole dumbing reader down thing literally calms me down. When reader starts slurring? I'm done. The way reader obsesses over every little aspect regarding Marilyn is so real.

If I had a jacket of hers I would also bury my nose in there and breathe in her scent like it was a drug. Reader is me, I am reader. You're a literal queen for writing Mari like this, ilysm 😭.

and ur SO valid for that dkdkdk but seriously that's so cool to hear you like my characterisation of marilyn bc like that is something i worry abt so it's nice to know its loved so much! thank you!! "literally calms me down" my job here is done 🫡 ive succeeded w my dumbification/degradation tag dkdkdk

#replies #marilyn thornhill

[jujutsuflavoredpeach]

FINAL (PART I) - AS HE IS

Pairing Inumaki Toge x fem!reader Content angst, hurt, longing, anger, struggle, love, fluff, friendship Warnings jjk MANGA SPOILERS, CULLING GAME SPOILERS, self-loathing, mentions of blood PREVIOUS CHAPTERS ﹢PART I - AS HE IS﹢   ﹢PART II - AS HE IS﹢ ﹢PART III - AS HE IS﹢ ﹢PART IV (I) - AS HE IS﹢ / ﹢PART IV (II) - AS HE IS﹢ ﹢PART V - AS HE IS﹢

A/n ❀ ¡Hello there! Here is FINAL (PART I) of AS HE IS. The first part of the final chapter of this series. ¡Thank you so much to the people that have been reading this story! As you reach the end I want to tell you the same thing I told myself when I decided this was going to be a multi madness thing... Let go and have fun, live your fantasy. This is a piece of fictional craziness made just for you, and you know, as always... If you are reading this: ∗ ࣪ ˖ ♡ ˖ ࣪ ∗I APPRECIATE YOU BEING HERE.∗ ࣪ ˖ ♡ ˖ ࣪ ∗ ¡Hope you like it!❀ >>STAY TUNED FOR FINAL (PART II) - AS HE IS<< Toge didn't dare take a step out of the mound. He was engulfed by a overwhalming darkness. The quiet pressed into his ears as he stood rooted to the spot, trying to keep his breathing steady. Nothing could be seen in the distance, not even the measly trace of a line, until he felt on his face the tingling of a light coming from a tiny sphere of light at his feet.

Its blue light was soft and graduate, stable, honest, it made him feel calm, and above of all, it made him feel safe. It was the warmest color. He was in awe as he got down on one knee, trapped by its high energy, but before he could even brush it with his fingers the sphere slowly rose into the air, remaining suspended right in front of his eyes. Soon after, it burst.

Toge covered his eyes with his forearm, shutting them tight. His vision became blurred from the unexpected intense brightness of light. It wasn't noisy, nor violent. He felt a wind picking up that whipped his hair back from his face, rapidly increasing its speed. A warm air, rising. Once it stopped, he lowered his arm, slowly revealing a pair of narrow eyes that were struggling to adjust their vision. When they succeeded, what they showed Toge was something that left him completely speechless and on his kness. It seemed ironic even, that the atmosphere that now surrounded him was so far removed from the timeless suffering he had been enduring. He only had a body to remind him through the pain that it hadn't been long.

A large open field, a vast sea of sky blue nemophila plants in full bloom spread infinitely and gloriously before him. The delicate, five petal cup-shapped flowers danced in tune with the cool breeze under the full sun.

Toge's eyes were wider than ever, stunned by the beauty of something completely natural.

"¿Isn't it funny? We are in October. Autumn leaves reach their peak during the month of October, but I managed to make all these bloom inside my mind."

Toge glanced back over his shoulder. His hair hung limply over his soft brown eyes, and there you were, beautiful and haunting, yet full of sadness and pain. You started to close the distance between you two, standing right in front of him, close enough to feel his warm breath blowing in your face. You were full of surprise when he took not one, but three steps back to distance himself from you, with no expression on his face whatsoever. He watched you for a few thousandths of a second that seemed like endless minutes, scanning you, analyzing you, absorbing you in fear that this too could end up being just another atrocious event waiting to unleash. The scar just below your knee was there, the trails of dark crimson dried blood painted your lips and chin, and stained your ruffled cami mini dress. The actual dress you were wearing that night as you sat next to him in his room.

"¿Is this you? I- I need to know, if this-" You didn't let him say another word, closing the space between for the last time as you pulled him in to you, firm and gentle, burning his lips with your mouth as you ran your fingers up his forearm feeling the goosebumps on his skin. You felt his mouth tremble against yours, so you moved your hands to his face and caressed his cheeks, giving him reassurance. You were there, it was real, and your bodies were melting against each other. You wondered if you would ever stop to draw breath, but Toge gave you your answer when he knotted his fingers in your hair, grabbing the back of your neck to deepen the kiss and sending shivers down your spine. You clung to him like a life line, hearing the soft whisper of his breath as he exhaled and you both drank from each other's tears. Even though he was desperate for it not to end, he broke the kiss, wrapping your waist with his arm to bring you closer to him. You opened your eyes and he already had his eyes glue on yours, with a genuine smile on his face. You and Toge were a mess of rapid breaths and accelerated heartbeats.

"You are inside my domain expansion." you said placing your hand gently on the side of his face and his mouth gaped as you felt his breathing becoming much lighter.

"¿How?" he asked as he stared at you wide-eyed.

"You and I did this. We are somewhere, in a deeper structure within the brain. My brain, to be exact."

"¿How did you… pull me in here?"

"You've been reaching out. You told me to listen, and I did."

'Listen to me. Come back.'

"Then it got louder."

'¡LISTEN TO… ME… Y/n! ¡LIS-TEN…!'

"You told me to open up, so I did."

'¡Y/N! ¡Y/N PLEASE! ¡OPEN UP!'

'¡LET ME IN! ¡LET-!'

"¿You remember me?" he asked.

"When you asked me to listen, you were only a voice inside my head. A stranger calling out to me for some reason I didn't understand. You were like a unfinished idea in my brain. The gaps were too many, and I was struggling to make sense in here. I was in a minimally conscious state, not impaired. Toge, you asked me to listen and to remember you, and I did."

'Inumaki Toge. Remember me.'

'Listen to me.’

"My mind got overloaded with information that it deemed as brand new, although it felt more like it had been taken away from me. I didn't get it at first, but later I'd find out why…" Toge tensed up and his face darkened at the thought of you finding out what he'd done to you in that way. He'd given you back your memory, so what, but that didn't take away from what happened. "Much to my dismay, it all became a jungle of mixed memories. Yours and mine. It was too overwhelming and I couldn't really grasp onto of all of them, but a few, very vivid and explicit ones, were enough for me to utilize them as a reflection to activate my technique and create copies of myself through organic cloning. At least I think that's what..."

You paused for a moment, as you saw Toge try and make an effort to say something to you, but you knew he was tired, sore and it had been evident to you by his voice that his throat had gone through intense agony. He had been focusing on your face the whole time you were speaking to him, stroking his hand down your back and showing concern with his silent attention.

"That happened because of your efforts too. You, Shoko's... ." you told him, putting your hand over his heart. Slowly, he brought his lips down on yours and you felt his heart pounding in his chest. After separating from the kiss his eyes calmly searched yours, and you asked him to let you do the talking for a while. You knew he had stuff to say too, and that he was going to tell you that this was all his fault, but you were going to show him what you were both made of. " 'I want to tell you so badly that I love you in that sea of nemophila flowers in full bloom during the spring. I love you.' ¿Those where your words right?"

You flashed him a grin and he cleared his throat, visibly flustered.

"I was looking for you too. I needed you here, I need you always. And if I didn't fit in there." you said pointing right at the place where his heart was. "Then this is the perfect place to fit the both of us. I love you too." you confessed to him.

The butterflies came in full force, you both had wiped each other's eyes so much they were red and swollen, but you were happy. You shared a smile as your face flushed and he gently grabbed your hand, as you were falling for each other with each passing second, even under the circumstances.

"¿How did you know?" he asked.

"I understood very quickly that this problem wouldn't be solved by using the same energy it was used to create it. So I thought of something else. I only needed one last push to empower our already existing cursed energy inside my body, and with your help I made that happen. It was enough for me to achieve the creation of a new pathway with only two ends. One is me." you said as you laced your fingers with his. "And the other end is you."

"Connected." Toge said squeezing your hand as he remembered Shoko's words.

'Her mind had other ideas, and one of them was to fight against the submision of your unwanted outburst.'

"Yup, connected." you squeezed back. "This is an inner domain. I externalized it so I could bring you into it."

"But, we thought- The copies and, the power was-"

"¿Weak?" you sighed. "It was, but it enhanced as the passageway developed and expanded because of our exchange. I could access your mind like a hard drive, of course with damage and side effects in between."

"I'm sorry I hurt you a lot." he said without being able to look at you in the eyes.

"Actually I- I was the one who hurt you."

"But, cursed speech."

"You really got me the first time, it shifted my whole mind as you really pushed yourself in there, but the pressure was still on me. As soon as I felt like a little weight was lifted off I immediately put you in a trance-like state. So you are not dead. I was afraid of what could happen to you the second you were trapped in here. I don't know what to make of it. It's beautiful, it feels powerful, but also unpredictable and destructive."

You both turned to the endless blue sea of flowers. It felt limitless in there, filled with uncertainty.

"This place isn't dangerous, unless I want it to be. Your power is negated here. That means, we can speak freely without any of us worrying about getting hurt."

You and Toge stayed silent for a while.

"I created this domain thanks to the combination of our cursed energy that intertwined, developed, improved and extended itself, the reason being knowledge projection. My mental structure shifted dramatically, and I was able to have some control over it. Pure synapses. I projected my memories onto you, and viceversa. That became useful information that served me to influence your thoughts, your emotions, your senses, perception, memories... That's how I was communicating with you, feeding off of you to close the space between us. The reason why I'm saying to you that I was the one who actually hurt you is because, I had to play with your fears a little bit. I had to plant the illusion in your mind that I was under the weight of your cursed technique, even though you were just talking to me in here. I heard every word coated with angst and frustration, I heard the pain, we made us feel that pain, but, If I only showed you the good in everything you would've gotten lost. Please forgive me, I would never-"

You couldn't do anything more than hang your head as you let the tears flow down your cheeks. The guilt had you going numb for a moment.

"I had no other choice, I couldn't get lost inside of you either. Some pathways were completely dismantled. That is why I created a new passageway for us. It isn't perfect. Actually, when I heard you saying that you loved me I-, kind of... let my guard down. That's why-" you grazed your chin with your fingers, and he understood seeing the dried blood on you once more.

"I understand." Toge said placing a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, look at me."

His eyes were searching yours, but you didn't have it in you to meet his gaze.

"You did what you had to. I hurt us more."

You eyes were still glued to the floor, as you leaned into his hand that was cupping your cheek. That was the only thing your body could respond to at that moment, his touch. It didn't take the whole pain away, because somehow you did lost yourself, you were challenged and you found yourself doing the unimaginable, knowingly hurting someone you loved. "I don't think the energy just lives in my brain, I can feel it flowing all over my body actually, connected to every cell. Through my consciousness I can communicate with every organ, every tissue. The copies were like cells that just split inside my body. I know not all of them were perfect, but I simply couldn't waste that much energy as I was trying to guide you here." you concluded your explanation.

A few seconds passed as Toge stroked your cheek and you held your breath, dreading the words that were about to come out of your mouth.

"Toge the thing is I-" you turned to him, looking deep into his eyes this time. "I don't think I can get out of here."

"¿What do you mean?" he asked with concern written all over his face.

His chin trembled as a tear tickled his cheek.

"You are dying." Your chest tightened at the sudden statement as his touch detached itself from the tenderness of your flesh.

"¿Am I?" you played coy, but he wasn't having it.

"¡Y/n!" he looked you dead in the eye this time, burning from the inside out.

"I don't think my body will take it."

"Don't-..." he started chewing at his lower lip.

"Tell me how was I looking on that bed. ¿Hm? Tell me the truth."

He knew, he knew it was bad out there, your overall state, and you knew that once you put the energy back in the shelf, it would all be over.

"¡It's written all over your fac-!"

"¡STOP!" Toge's eyes were filled to the brim with tears this time, and even though he swiped his eyes, they kept coming anyway.

"This was an opportunity Toge-"

"¡NO!" his mind suddenly got tangled as involuntary whimpers escaped his lips. "You fough-, fought... For t- Thi... This too. I'm not..."

"It's okay, Toge. I'm okay with it." you told him as the tears raced down your cheek. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier about Yuta and our training, I was- There are so many things that I wanted to-"

"Shut up." he cut you off, taking a short breath as he felt his throat tighten.

A great sob escaped you and you covered your mouth with a shaking hand. Toge only stood there, sniffling quietly, as he looked away from you like he couldn't believe his ears.

Your muscles tensed as the atmosphere around you slowly started to shift. The sun was fighting to shine its light on the blue stretch of vastness at your feet, as the clouds turned to ash, making the vivid and bold colors darken all around you.

"This is what could've been" you told him.

Every heartbeat was painful now.

"¿Is it?" he asked you bitterly "¿This was another illusion?"

"¡No, this is real! ¡I would nev-"

"¡¿So what then?! he cut you off and you saw as he angrily clenched his shaky fist, nostrils flaring.

"The same power I let out it's going to crush me once I spit you out of here."

He collapsed to his knees, helding his tears. Toge's muscles tensed, he was too numb, and he refused to see the light at the end of the tunnel without you. He felt himself going crazy, as his mind raced a hundred miles per hour.

"¿What did you mean? 'Touch has a memory' , you said, you- Go with your intuition and the next thing. ¿What can you do?"

"I only wanted you to reach out to me, to recall through touch. Nothing much, I-" you stood still, shaking your head in disbelief.

"Take me there."

"¿Take you where?"

"When I erased you from my memory."

"¡Don't do this to yourself! ¡I don't blame you!"

"¡THIS IS MY FAULT! ¡TAKE ME THERE, I'LL END IT! ¡I'LL END EVERYTHING AND YOU ARE COMING BACK WITH ME!"

The aire was turning frigid. The breeze had turned into a fierce, strong wind, and the nemophilas were starting to dry out.

"Don't do this. Please." you begged him, as the darkness was starting to suffocate the sun. You were failing now, slowly, as you were being swallowed like the light.

Never to escape again.

You let out a shaky breath, feeling a sickening sensation throughout your body.

"It's beautiful, it feels powerful, but also unpredictable and destructive."

Toge approached you, seeing as your domain was falling apart, very slowly. All of a sudden your knees failed you, but he caught you immediately before you hit the ground. Slowly laying you down on the narrow dirth path you were both standing together not even seconds ago. Nothing but grief enveloped your body, looking pale as a ghost.

"¡Y/n!" his lips trembled as he cried, pulling you in, nice and tight, as he didn't let go of you for a very long time, but he stopped cradling you after a while squinting his eyes.

'The same power I let out it's going to crush me once I spit you out of here.'

"I'm not even out of here." His eyes moved frantically into every direction, and there it was, another door right in the middle of the nemophila field. "She tricked me."

But he knew you wouldn't be able to keep up the charade for much longer, and those were also his memories. Maybe he could stop you after all, before you could stop him from doing the unthinkable.

'Let's see how unpredictable this can be.'

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[john-macnamara]

It's very cute that Mr. Mega thinks his refusal to read our leaks means anything. We'll continue sharing them, and people will continue reading them. But here, for you, Mr. Curt Mega, we have provided the medical report from John's time in the hospital after the ten days of sleeplessness he spoke of. Thank us later!

Mount Sinai Hospital Treatment Report: Johnathan S. MacNamara

Date of Admission: September 9, 2012

Date of Discharge: November 17, 2012

The patient was admitted to the Emergency Room at 6:24 AM, 09/05/12 and evaluated to be in critical condition almost immediately. He exhibited signs of septic shock, including: lung failure, kidney failure, liver failure, a blood pressure of 68/43 mm Hg, and a heart rate of 134 BPM. In addition, he showed signs of infection stemming from an abdominal laceration approximately 30 inches in length and on average approximately 2 inches deep. The exhibited signs included: seizures, a consistent 105° F fever, swelling around the wound, pus in and around the wound, and human fecal matter smeared across the abdominal region. The lattermost sign was not so much a symptom as an obvious cause.

The patient's wounds were immediately cleaned with heavy disinfectants and a tracheostomy was preformed. He was attached to a mechanical ventilator and the blood-oxygen levels slowly stabilized. Patient was admitted to the ICU for further treatment at 7:36 PM, 09/05/12. Injuries upon admission were mapped as follows:

1. Bullet entry and exit through right deltoid. 2. Large laceration across midsection. Shows signs of heavy bacterial and viral infection. 3. Second-degree burn in the shape of greek letter omega. 4. Electric burns on lower right back. Presumably from high-voltage taser or cattle prod. 5. Intense electric burns in genital and inner-thigh areas. 6. Hamstrings lacerated. Presumably to constrict movement of legs.

Upon admission to the ICU, the patient was administered a standard dose of penicillin. There had been no signs of consciousness since arrival to the hospital, however the patient did appear to be in a survivable state. Within the unit, he was attached to a dialysis machine and given a steady IV of saline solution and another one that contained water-soluble vitamins and nutrients. Once the infection showed no further sign of spreading, the patient was given an emergency liver transplant. This occurred on 09/06/12.

The transplant succeeded, and the liver immediately began to filter blood and further cleared the infection. The decision was made to keep the patient on the dialysis machine until the infection and subsequent sepsis was cleared, and after a partial recovery from the first transplant occurred.

After 57 hours of total unconsciousness and unresponsiveness, the patient was declared to be in a coma caused by toxic-metabolic encephalopathy. He was assumed to wake up within the month.

The tracheostomy ventilator was removed on 09/23/12 and replaced with a laryngoscopic ventilator. This was changed once more on 10/03/12 when it was replaced with a mask ventilator.

The genital burns required a skin graft, but otherwise healed normally without infection or complications.

At 1:58 PM on 10/09/12, the patient began to react to outside stimuli. He moved when touched and made audible responses to pain. Over the next few days, he began to react to auditory and olfactory stimuli in addition to touch-based reactions increasing in consistency. By 10/12/12, the patient could follow simple commands and had managed to open his eyes a few times.

On 10/15/12 at approximately 12:30 AM, the patient awoke in a frenzied state. He attempted to rip out IVs and pulled off the ventilation mask and appeared to be unaware of where he was. It took excessive physical force, but he was eventually restrained and slowly calmed. He fell back asleep soon after, but showed greater signs of healing by that point. The next afternoon, he gave an official record of what happened to him, which provided a more accurate method of how to treat him. He consented to a kidney transplant and went into surgery on 10/18/12.

There were no complications during the surgery, and the donor was the wife of the patient, Rosalind M. Schaffer. She didn't suffer any complications from the donation either.

After the surgery, he was moved from the ICU and into the recovery wing with a private room.

The patient was dosed on standard pain medication over recovery, and showed no infectious flare-ups over recovery. He was monitored for lasting impacts of his wounds or disease, and had gained a noticeable tremor in both his hands. He underwent physical therapy while in the hospital's care, allowing him to regain full motion in his legs and to lessen his hand tremors.

The patient was discharged at 8:14 PM on 11/17/12 with a clean bill of health and prescribed a pain medication for as long as needed. It was also recommended that the patient stop smoking, as his lungs had previously failed once and it could be a major risk factor. The patient obviously did not follow the advice, as he was seen smoking a cigarette the second he left hospital grounds.

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[scotianostra]

On  Wednesday 28th January 1829, the notorious William Burke was hanged in Edinburgh.

He and his accomplice William Hare, who escaped the death penalty by turning King’s ­Evidence against Burke, were caught murdering people in the city and selling the cadavers to ­anatomist Robert Knox.

The hanging took place in Edinburgh at Libberton’s Wynd, this street ran from High Street/Lawnmarket down to Cowgate, roughly where the East pavement of George IV Bridge is now.

Below is the story The Scotsman ran about the execution

Pursuant to sentence passed in the High Court of Justiciary, Burke this morning suffered the last sentence of the law, at the common place of execution, head of Libberton’s Wynd.

From the hour in which he heard that his associate Hare was to be admitted an evidence against him, he abandoned all hopes of acquittal, and resigned himself to his awful fate. When consigned to the silence and solitude of his cell, he eagerly availed himself of the consolations of religion and sedulously ­prepared for the awful change he was soon to undergo. Sincerely anxious to hear of the premises of pardon and acceptance which the gospel holds out to the contrite and repentant sinner, on one occasion when a Catholic Priest and the Rev. Mr Marshall arrived at once at the jail, he exclaimed “admit them both”.

In a short time, however, he ­dispensed with the visits of Mr ­Marshall, and resolved to die ­professing the faith of his ­forefathers. Thought he talked ­freely over his murders at all time, he spent much of his time in reading such books as were left by his ­spiritual instructors, and in deep and serious meditation.

Heavily manacled as he was, and confined to the murderer’s diet – bread and water – he uniformly manifested an astonishing ­calmness and contentment. One gentleman, by whom he was visited, remarked that his cell was very cold, “Yes, yes,” he promptly replied, “but since matters have come to this, I must just bear it all.”

Though dreadfully afflicted by an excruciating disease and tormented by the approach of an ignominious death, he acted with deliberation; and talked with perfect coherence.

Shortly after eight o’clock, the procession set out for the place of execution. Bailies Crichton and Small, with a party of town officers, first ascended the scaffold and they were followed by Burke, supported by two Catholic Clergymen. He was dressed in decent black clothes, and was perfectly firm and ­composed. The moment he appeared the crowd set up an appalling shout, which continued for several ­minutes. The murderer and the Catholic clergymen knelt down and spent a few minutes in ­devotion. During the time a deep silence ­prevailed among the assemblage, but the devotions were ­succeeded by vehement cheering from every quarter, mingled with groans and hisses. When the cheers had subsided, the wretched man was assailed with every epithet of contempt and abhorrence.

As soon as the executioner ­proceeded to do his duty, the cries of “Burke him, Burke him, give him no rope,” and many others of a similar complexion, were vociferated in voices loud with indignation. Burke in the meantime, stood ­perfectly unmoved, and gazed around till the cap was drawn over his face, and shut the world forever from his view.

The executioner having completed his preparations and placed the signal in Burke’s hand, the magistrates ministers, and attendants left the scaffold. The crowd again set up another long and loud cheer, which was followed by cries for “Hare, Hare, where is Hare.” Burke lifted his hands and ejaculated a prayer of a few sentences then dropped the napkin and momently the drop fell.

The struggle was neither long nor apparently severe, but at every ­convulsive motion, a loud huzza arose from the multitude, which was several times repeated after the last agonies of humanity were past.

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[spricket-central]

[pinned post, updated 4/25/2024]

hey there! you can call me monster or Ray (ey/em or they/them)

this is a journal of sorts where i talk about my sprickets! theyre greenhouse camel crickets (Tachycines asynamorus), an invasive east asian species thats a very common household visitor where i live (new york, USA). i caught these dudes in my apartment, ahaha. i started keeping them on 12/6/2022

i mostly keep this blog for myself, but id love to bring other folks happiness with the antics of these lil guys. im very new to invert husbandry of any sort (my only real area of expertise is cats, ahaha), so if youve got any tips id be super grateful if youd share. theres so little info out there about T. asynamorus irt care.

I'll introduce my lil guys and chat about them below!

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Poppyseed ♀️

(hatched: 5/28/23

mother: Crouton; father: Biscuit)

this little darling is the first spricket ive ever hatched in captivity, and the daughter of the very first spricket i ever kept, so shes a very special little girl! she lives with her boyfriend, Bagel.

having started as a little speck, practically a literal poppyseed, this special seedling has blossomed into a beautiful flower :) one of the most striking aspects of her appearance, in my opinion, are the markings near her eyes, resembling black mascara running down her cheek like tears. dont cry little seedling, i love you!

while she was very shy as a nymph, shes seemed to have developed more confidence in her adulthood, being relatively quick to come out once the lights go off at night, and even remaining relatively calm (for a spricket, at least) when they surprise her upon coming back on in the morning. shes an absolute fiend for bloodworms, which seem to be her favorite food.

im so, so proud of her. i promised her mom, Crouton, that id take good care of her, and it brings me so much joy to have succeeded in raising her into a healthy, beautiful adult! :,)

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Bagel ♂️

(caught: 7/23/23)

caught as a very young nymph, i believe i may have actually met Bagel on my bedroom on two occasions: once as a tiny speck of a hatchling on my wall, where i failed to capture him, and some time after on my bed, where i finally managed to succeed. im so grateful i got a second chance with this special little boy!

hes seems like a pretty laid back little dude, as far as sprickets go. hes not as quick to startle as some (though he certainly can do some Mad Hops if my hand gets a little too close!), and doesnt seem to mind being out in the open for a few a bit at a time while the lights are still on. hes a delightful little guy!

he lives with Poppyseed in my 2nd largest tank. the two seem to have clicked from the very start, when poppyseed hopped up onto the ceiling to check him out when he made his somewhat clumsy entrance.

also ha ha. poppyseed bagel. get it? har har.

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Pincushion ♀️

(caught: 10/18/23)

on the phone with my mother only one night after having caught Donut, i was telling her how i was happy with having 4 sprickets and didnt feel id keep any more at the moment... not long after the call ended, i spotted Pincushion, only about a month old, and... well, who can say no to a baby?

despite having had her for a bit shy of 5 months now (at the time of writing), shes still not matured all the way to adulthood. it took Poppyseed and Bagel about 4 months to mature, but they were born in the late springtime, so im wondering if maybe growing up in the cold winter temperatures is the reason for Pincushion's comparatively slow growth.

either way, she seems to be growing up strong and healthy! shes still a bit shy, as all nymphs are, but ive noticed her becoming braver as time goes on. im excited to see her grow into a happy, healthy adult, and to see what kind of personality she develops! sprickets are such characters, ahaha.

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Dirt ♂️

(caught: 2/3/24)

Bio In Progress

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Loofah ♀️

(caught: 2/4/24)

Bio In Progress

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Applesauce ♀️

(caught: 4/20/24)

Bio In Progress

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This blog is dedicated to Crouton, forever loved, the special girl who started it all. 💚

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to learn about the dearly beloved friends who are no longer with us, you can look in the #memorial tag.

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