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chemo-n-vicodin · 11 months

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heyooo, i saw that you are looking for requests 👀 im think something like the reader is exhausted after a long day and alex comes home after spending the whole day at studio so she tries to make him comfortable (like cooking for him and stuff like that) but nothing is working out and shes just on the verge of a mental breakdown because os exhaustion and frustration so Al takes care of her (idk im sleep deprived) (also its ok if you dont feel like writing it) Anywayssss, have a nice day :)

hii !!! im sorry this took literally forever HELP also i made it fluff i hope you dont mind, hope u have a nice day too <33

alex turner x gn!reader

(i imagine this as early sias/coconut hair alex, but the era isnt really described in the fic so u can imagine whoever)

warnings: reader breaks down; kinda angsty in that sense ? but reader gets comforted; ending is fluffy though

when alex comes home, he usually finds you in the living room, watching tv or summat, or playing with your cat milo. you’re usually there, welcoming him home with hugs and kisses and the warmth you always bring him, but today, the house was quiet when he came home.

he calls your name once, twice, before going into his and your room to check if you’re there, maybe just resting or reading.

when he goes inside, he doesn’t expect to see you laying on the bed, hugging a pillow tight, on his side of the bed, with milo also laying near you as you slept. when he takes a closer look at your resting state, he doesn’t expect to see tears drying on your cheeks. he tries leaving the room to let you rest for a while, but you wake up before he can, milo also getting up and leaving.

“al? hi, baby,” you yawn, checking your phone, “fuck, is that the time? i’ll go get dinner cooking,” you mumbled, getting up and walking to the kitchen. alex looped his arm around your waist, pressing a quick peck to your lips before asking if everything was okay. “okay? yeah, why wouldn’t it be, baby,” you mumbled again before continuing to walk to the kitchen.

fifteen minutes pass by and you haven’t made anything for your and alex’s dinner yet, your mind seemingly so preoccupied with other things that you can’t even focus on making two simple dishes. you don’t know what you’re doing wrong, but you just can’t get the soup to taste right, and you don’t know why the chicken isn’t cooking properly.

alex comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder, your head leaning into his chest as you tried turning up the heat for the chicken.

“babe, i don’t think you left the chicken out to thaw for long enough,” he tells you. and it bothers you. it bothers you that he’s right and you didn’t even notice. now you’ve got a frozen half a chicken sitting on the hottest frying pan in the world, and when you check the bottom of the chicken it’s already a little burnt, with flecks of black scattered across it, and you don’t know what’s wrong, why you’ve burnt dinner, why you can’t just focus, why you just can’t seem to do anything right —

and suddenly alex is holding you in his arms on the kitchen floor, tears flowing out of your eyes as you cry. cry about what exactly, you wonder. the half frozen half burnt half a chicken? the soup that tastes so peppery because you’ve accidentally added so much black pepper? the fact that it felt like everyone and everything kept pushing your buttons today, even the poor old lady at the crosswalk who moved a little too slow that you got left at a red light?

sometimes, everything became too much.

alex let you lay in his arms for as long as you needed, even after the tears subsided and were reduced to sniffles. he hugged you even tighter then.

“you okay now, love?” you nodded against his chest. “you wanna go back in bed?” you nodded again. you turned to switch the stoves off, but he’d already turned them off without you noticing. he lifted you up in his arms, bridal style, “then let’s get you back to bed.”

you don’t know how long you’ve been laying in bed with alex, but you’ve definitely calmed down since he brought you to bed. your head is still buried in his chest as you’re playing with his hair and he rubs your cheek with his thumb, his touch more soothing than anything else in that moment. milo comes up to the bed and lays on your side, playing with your tummy, also somehow soothing you.

”better?” you just nodded. “sorry i was at the studio all day, love... if you want me to stay with you, you can tell me and we can do whatever you want, okay?” he kissed your forehead.

“thank you, baby,” you whispered, slowly falling asleep in his arms, “i love you,” you mumbled before you fell asleep.

once he was sure you were asleep, he kissed your forehead again, milo purring as he pet him.

“i love you too.” he followed you to sleep.

#AHDJDHFKGJ #first writing post in *checks clipboard* MONTHS ??!!?!??#acts surprised... even though i know ive not been doing anything about it.... um..#ANYWAYS #i hope u like this bella !!!#mine: writing #alex turner #alex turner x reader #alex turner fluff #alex turner fanfic #idk what tags ppl use anymore bru #fluffy alex #fics: alex #requested #tee hee

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critter-genfic-events · 3 months

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Funny Gen Recs

This week, we have fourteen funny fics for folks! Pranks, fake marriages, and lots of unlikely pairings under the cut - and as always, don't forget to kudos or comment if you like them!

Working Late by percahlia (585,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Cassandra de Rolo & Percival "Percy" Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III

A sibling moment after an explosion in Percy's workshop.

Reccer says: Percy does his best 'cat who didn't quite make the jump but totally meant to do that' impression

What Goes Up by krakens (2311,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Grog Strongjaw & Pike Trickfoot

Pike suggests playing a prank on Vax. Grog suggests putting a cow in his room.

Reccer says: It's a silly little slice of life that reminds me of all of the silly little moments that happened amidst all of the drama of Campaign 1.

GOBSMACKED (Five Times Nott Gave the Shovel Talk) by Mikkeneko (4381,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Nott & Caleb Widogast

She had to be on the lookout for heart-thieves who would toy with her boy's affections and then break his heart and make him cry afterwards. Caleb wouldn't be looking out for himself because he was so very smart about so many things and so very dumb about feelings.

Reccer says: Amazing, pitch-perfect early Nott voice. I could imagine Sam doing this bit.

Wizard Immortality Clause by jakia (808,Teen) Warnings: Pairings: Caleb Widogast/Essek Thelyss

Caleb decides he's going to live just as long as Essek will. The Raven Queen objects, and sends Vax down to try and handle it

Reccer says: Caleb and Vax's interactions are pure gold

Slip Knot by AgentMint (4287,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Beauregard Lionett & Caleb Widogast

5 times Beau and Caleb pretended to be married and 1 time they absolutely didn’t (thank the gods)

Reccer says: Amazing sibling energy from the two of them

trust their steps to a dance that is lighter than air by grayintogreen (1085,General) Warnings: N/A Pairings: N/A

Ghostslayers have an ability called Aether Walk. Purple tieflings like to abuse it.

Reccer says: Short, cute, and exactly how each of the tieflings would abuse their power.

Dwendalian Book Club by SkipDelicious (1182,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

As is customary, Jester bequeaths the newest member of the Mighty Nein with her copy of Tusk Love

Reccer says: Amazing banter

the coyotes know her name by grayintogreen (2561,Teen) Warnings: N/A Pairings: N/A

Jester’s divine intervention attempt at the Vergessen Sanatorium works. Artagan comes up with something helpful.

Reccer says: A funny what-if that’s fun and in character.

ghost is a verb by mousecookie (3664,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Jourrael | The Inevitable End & The Crown Keepers, Jourrael | The Inevitable End & Opal (Critical Role)

In which the EXU crew are themselves, and Lolth's chosen assassin takes her first deeply reluctant steps towards becoming The Inevitable Friend

Reccer says: This is one of my comfort reads - one of my favorite things is the use of the pink font for Opal's messages

Rock and Roll Kitchen by Beauteousmajesty (892,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

Milo is summoned from their work for a meal prepared by Ashton and Fresh Cut Grass. Regretfully, Milo is fairly certain that neither of them can cook. It's free food though, so they're willing to try.

Reccer says: It feels very much like friends who know each other very well teasing each other

Bite Me by daretodhampir (stardustedknuckles) (885,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings: Fearne Calloway & Ashton Greymoore

Early on, Fearne has a couple of questions on Ashton's physicality.

Reccer says: Fearne is wonderfully weird on this, in a way that's incredibly endearing

Old Friends and Familar Faces by Fishpaste (2374,General) Warnings: None Pairings: Beauregard Lionett & Percy De Rolo

It had just been supposed to be another boring meeting of making the incremental progress at putting Trent Ikithon away forever. However, there is something far too familiar about Lord Percival de Rolo and Beau is determined to figure it out.

Reccer says: It starts off somewhat serious, and then takes an amazing left turn when they recognize each other. Perfect

Polymorph for Fun and Profit by MasterQwertster (4548,Teen) Warnings: None Pairings:

Short snippet stories of Bells Hells' (mis)adventures in using/abusing the Polymorph spell.

Reccer says: It's a very quick read since many of the chapters are super short and just a lot of silly shenanigans.

Nonagon Unbridled by fruitzbat (1230,General) Warnings: Spoilery re: the LitMoR series if you care about that! Pairings: Jester Lavorre & Lucien

Jester reads a fairy tale to Lucien, who has been confined by the Nein. Fanfic of a fanfic (Molly Lives AU: Life in the Margin of Redemption series by grayintogreen).

Reccer says: Funny side story that honestly doesn't require too much familiarity with LitMoR.

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ajaxcentral · 9 months

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id love to see your milo headcanons ❤️

MILO HEADCANONS

fun fact milo was the first redacted character i listened to! hope you like these <3

he's actually average height just everyone around him are freaks of nature

this man belongs in the kitchen!!!! he can cook anything just don't ask him to bake...

collects cards! he has cards for any occasions, all different themes etc

scarily good at monopoly

lovesssss pda (is always touching sweetheart in one way or another)

more below the cut

yk how dogs just sometimes flop on the floor and takes a nap, he does that when he gets home from work (straight to the bed and just flops)

you put on any reality tv show and he is glued to that shit, like a moth to a flame

sweetheart got him a 1920s new york newsboy costume as a joke and they ended up getting a 20 minute lecture on how he's from new jersey and not new york

spoils aggro, little man has a nice collar and so many little sweaters it's insane

pets any cats he sees

sweetheart wanted to watch the notebook with him and he sweared that he wouldn't cry + he would be comforting sweetheart by the end (he was in shambles by the end sobbing in sweetheart arms)

sweetheart gets full blown princess treatment

i feel like he owns funky socks

please rest your head on his tits chest

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #redacted headcanons

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starvin-darlin · 9 months

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Saw your post! Could you do milo and sweetheart head-cannons nsfw or not you decide!

absolutely ! some nsfw some sfw!!

i think sweetheart had a hard time when it came to sex with milo at first. their job is highly competitive, and they’ve built up a hard exterior to deal with it. the act of letting milo control them seemed terrifying. for the first few times they had sex they had to be in control and never wanted to put themselves in a subservient position to him. they wanted to please him, but the constant need to prove themselves at work had led to a fear that to submit to anything or anyone was weakness that the other could take advantage of.

however, they craved to let go of this stress. and milo slowly showed them how to do that. they trusted him enough to surrender control to him and knew he would take care of them. now sex for them clears their mind, it’s the one thing in their day that they don’t have to control or worry about.

and milo loves to see this happen. to watch their mind empty from stress and go blank as they lose themselves in pleasing him. he thinks they look especially gorgeous when their sharp mind only focuses on the pleasure they share together. hence why his goal is to ruin them every single time.

milo gives such brat tamer energy. he’s obsessed with breaking down someone until they can’t help but beg him for more. and then he’s a little shit about it. “aw isn’t this so much easier?” “where’s all that back talk gone?”

but, sweetheart doesn’t give him this very easily. they’re not gonna submit to just anyone, and they will act like a brat until milo convinced them to do otherwise. it’s easier for them to let go of the reigns when they’re convinced to, and also they just love being a little shit.

sweetheart teases milo nearly 24/7. sending him pictures of them in their work shirts and tight trousers as they know what it does to him. constant texts about missing his hands on them when they can’t be together. and when they are together they refuse to leave him unflustered. coming up behind him in the kitchen to gently caress then disappear. wearing his shirts that only cover to just the tops of their thighs and whatever lace underwear they bought to surprise him, then coincidentally needing to grab something off the highest shelf in the living room while he is gaming online with asher. surprising him with a kiss to his neck anytime they catch him deep in thought.

these two really just can’t keep their hands off each other. while sweetheart likes to tease and fluster, milo is a man who likes to show ownership. holding hands in the street. a hand around their waist to keep them close during social events. a hand on their thigh during pack meetings or while driving. he’s a PDA guy. in public he needs to be touching them, something in his wolf brain requires him to show who he’s devoted to at all times.

when milo and sweetheart officially became mates and his core responded to it milo couldn’t help but cry at the feeling in his chest.

definitely the most .. ummm .. active? of the pack. and not great at not getting caught. sorry asher. sorry sam that one time

milo’s a really good cook. marie taught him a lot of warming, homely meals and he loves to act like sweethearts housewife and to have a meal waiting for them when they get home. if he gets time he makes it romantic, candles lit, slow music on, glasses of wine ready. sometimes they get home before he’s done cooking, so they sit watching him work his magic, occasionally interrupting him to dance in each others arms in the candlelight.

while sweetheart is incredibly powerful and could protect themselves very easily in any situation, milo can’t help but act as guard dog. they get hit on a lot and each time they love to see milo’s reaction. he likes other people wanting his sweetheart, finding pleasure in knowing that everyone wants them but only he can have them. however if someone ever comes on too strong he’s ready to defend his mate.

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #headcannons

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ayunakatsukiwolfhashira · 2 months

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𝐘𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐓𝐨 𝐂𝐨𝐨𝐤

ℛℰ𝒬𝒰ℰ𝒮𝒯ℰ𝒟

Info: Amika and Yuto are Ayuna’s kakushi in case you didn’t know :)

Milo wanted to do something nice for her affectionate partner, Yuto. She knew he enjoyed cooking for her but she wanted to be the one to cook for him in return. She wanted to keep it a surprise so instead of asking Yuto what his favorite food was, she asked Amika. Amika informed Milo that Yuto’s favorite food was tempura and with this knowledge, Milo set out to buy the ingredients.

Once Milo was in the kitchen with all the ingredients laid out and the recipe printed out on a sheet of paper. Milo was filled with exhilaration and joy but that soon disappeared after her third attempt to cook tempura failed miserably. The sun eventually set and Milo’s eyes were filled with frustrated tears.

She had spent hours attempting to master the recipe for tempura but she continued to struggle. She was so engrossed in attempting to cook she didn’t even notice Yuto behind her until he tapped her shoulder. She jumped and let out a squeak but almost immediately relaxed when she saw it was just Yuto.

“O-oh! I’m sorry for scaring you angel but I was worried about you since I haven’t seen you all day.”

He said and then glanced at the messy counter that was littered with opened ingredients and parts of vegetables. Milo’s ears flattened before tears began to fall from her eyes.

“I-I’m sorry Yuyu! I-I wanted t-to make you y-your favorite food b-but I c-can’t cook it r-right!”

She squeaked out as she cried into her hands,Yuto’s heart ached to see her so frustrated and stressed. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into an embrace to which she reciprocated immediately. She buried her face into his chest as she cried and he stroked her hair.

“Oh angel shh it’s okay, you know you didn’t have to do all of this…”

“I-I know but y-you always cook for me s-so I wanted to cook f-for you!”

She continued to cry and Yuto gently cupped her face into his hands.

“Aw angel that’s very kind and adorable, you could’ve asked me to help you, I’ve always wanted to teach someone how to cook and I love spending time with you!”

He said with a bright smile as he gently brushed her tears away. Her cat ears flicked up and she hugged him tightly.

“T-thanks you Yuyu!”

He smiled again before kissing her forehead and then cleaned up the mess on the counter. He began to teach Milo the proper way to cook tempura and gently held her hands to guide her through the steps. After some time, the tempura was ready and they both ate while laughing and giggling about the fun experience they had together.

#kimetsu no yaiba #feel free to ask questions #requests open #request #oc x oc

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peppered-moths · 1 year

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six-petaled promise

scott doesn't use salt in his cooking anymore. it all tastes horribly bland. he's never been the best cook anyways.

he had been the one who did that for them. scott still can't say his name, except when he wakes up, calling out for a life long gone.

he misses it. it feels... painfully obvious, to say the least. there had been a future where he didn't have to claw for power, to vie for even a chance of living beyond the competition, and he misses it. he misses thunderstorms. he misses fresh-baked bread. he misses lilies, white, six-petaled. he misses... god, he misses life.

so yes. maybe he is crazy. maybe that's what the others say about him, along with the fact that he's cold and heartless and dead, on the inside and outside both.

(and, well. the heartless part isn't strictly untrue. he has feelings. but, well. necromancy has its ups and downs. there is always a new sacrifice to make.)

scott doesn't use salt in his cooking anymore. he can't remember the last time he ate something for the sake of enjoying it. everything is sustenance, fuel to push onwards.

he has to win. no matter the cost. he knows he's not the only one- he sees the constant blue tinge of pris' face, the way she breathes air like it's not quite natural anymore. he's watched joey, manic, fever higher than any normal person should be able to survive, throwing himself into a block of ice for some relief. he's listened to shelby cry storms at the death of a bee, seen the fresh lightning burns on her hands.

yes. they all lose something. it makes it worth it. it doesn't make it fair. power is power, at the end of the day.

scott pretends that the lichen crawling up his fingers is simply a result of too much magic at one time. that it will go away, slip back down his wrists without a trace. he would make scott scrub it off. scott will do it when he's back.

scott doesn't use salt in his cooking anymore. it burns his tongue, his throat. his arms are mottled with pale scars. oh, the sacrifices he makes for him. it doesn't matter; they'll adapt. they always do.

how does it feel to be a real witch? a real lich? cleo laughs at him. he doesn't think they're actually laughing at him. her eyes are distant, far away as ever. she glows now, in the dark, the lichen budding on her skin.

pinocchio, pinocchio, a real boy at last, they muse, steepling their hands in front of them. tell me, why do you still dance to their puppet strings?

scott doesn't understand. he doesn't understand so many things. that's why he has to practice. he has to get better. be the best.

cleo looks away from him. she looks-

(at you. she looks at you. don't do this to him. it isn't fair. nothing is fair. learn to live with it.)

scott blinks. nothing has happened. nothing has changed. it has always been like this.

go home, scott.

there's no home left to go back to. he says it, nonchalant. if he had a heart, it would be beating in his chest. nevertheless.

then go anywhere.

scott doesn't use salt in his cooking anymore. scott doesn't cook anymore.

(when does the question turn from who am i without you? to who am i at all? where is the line? how do you learn how to stop, to just let go? i don't think any of us know.)

the earth hums beneath his feet. he can feel death, old bones rattling, waiting. there is a graveyard twenty minutes' walk from his house.

there are two graves side by side at an abandoned home. scott thinks there ought to have been a third. he thinks he ought to have carved their names on their graves, let them be remembered. milo. maxwell. really, he ought to have done a lot of things.

(he is the corpse and he is the vulture circling overhead and he is the mycelia beneath and he is and he is and he is-)

he is all that is left.

scott doesn't use salt in his cooking anymore.

#witchcraft smp #scott smajor #smajor1995 #wcsmp #wcsmp smajor #cw: repetition #cw: death #it's about the line between human and monster #how far do you have to go?#how far until you can't go back?#until you don't even really want to?#dangthatsalongname

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taanoir · 2 months

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Gene and Milo made it to Henford in fall of 1988. Gene's parents were buried in the family plot.

Gene read through the oldest stones at the back of the plot. He didn't realize how many relatives he had here. The oldest ones were almost completely worn away, "Calisto" and "Khur" were the only part still legible on the oldest pair.

They sat in the chapel listening to the chaplain talk about the watcher and his plan. Gene's mind wandered, he stared holes into the graves outside.

Eventually Milo realized Gene was here but not present. He poked him a bit and asked if he was ok? Gene told him he was fine, just in his head a bit.

After a stop back at the hotel, Gene thought maybe he just needed dinner. They made their way to the restaurant down the block from the cemetery.

They had a nice dinner and Milo tried to pry at Gene's mind a bit. He was quiet and clearly still preoccupied.

After a couple glasses of red nectar, Gene told Milo what was really on his mind. "All those headstones, generations of my family. All mothers, fathers, children. I always figured my brother had the next generation covered, he has three amazing kids. But sitting there thinking about Jimmy and the girls, is he ever going to have it together enough for us to walk away?"

Milo's smile faded. He was honest with him "No hun, I really just don't see that in the cards. If I'm being honest, I knew years ago when I said we should stay. That was the opportunity to leave and we didn't take it. I used to get in my own head about it, but in hindsight, it was the right call. I love our nieces, I loved your folks and I love you. We're where we need to be."

As the words left Milo's mouth, Gene looked like he was going to cry.

"Don't get all mushy love. We're where we need to be but we need to talk about the division of duties, I need more help. I need that help from you. Balancing a 10 year old, a six year old and a toddler is a lot, add the cooking, cleaning and just day to day and it's crushing. If this is what life is going to be, I'm good with it but don't drop everything in my lap."

Gene could see that he meant it, this wasn't goofy Milo, this was serious Milo. Gene promised to help more "When we get back to San Sequoia I will take on a more active role. The business is going well, I can rearrange some things, I still need to be in the office but maybe not as long."

Milo softened, "Thank you. I know the business has been your focus and you've done amazing but with your parents gone ... I can't do it all alone."

Gene nodded, "I know you're right, I'm just afraid of dropping the ball." Milo grinned, "You made the ball and it's not just you anymore. You have a staff, delegate, let go of something".

They spent their last day in Henford as tourists. Milo had another question for Gene "So, when we die .... do we get planted here with the rest of your family?" Gene hadn't actually thought about that, ever. "I mean, we can be or we could write it in our will to be buried in San Sequoia. Would you prefer that?" Milo smirked, "I'd prefer not to die" Gene laughed "I'll get right on developing an immortality protocol "

Gene thanked Milo "for the support, for helping work through all of this. I couldn't have done this without you, thank you love."

#ts4 gameplay #historychallenge #childrenofcalisto #gen 8

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thechaoticrow · 1 year

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“jordie has been casted” this “per haskell in season 2” that . where is milo . are they bringing milo back?? i want milo content. jesper and milo. mesper. this is my greatest concern🐐🐐🐐

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annahxredaxted · 1 year

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Not just a hookup, much to your surprise

Characters: milo/sweetheart

Genre: kinda angsty

After milo and Sweethearts first night together Asher confronted milo about it and he blew it off as a hookup.

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“Milo having crushes is a normal thing!” Asher exclaimed to milo

“Ash I cannot stress this enough, It’s nothing!” He yelled back to Asher, on his last fucking nerve

“Oh really? Then what is it? Cause there’s no way in hell that it’s nothing!”

“It’s a fucking hookup ash! That’s all it is, that’s all it will ever fuckin be, Now fuck the hell off.”

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The stealth stopped in their tracks, they clenched the tuber ware, they’d brought to give milo. They took time out of their day to bring him a nice home cooked meal. And he says this shit when their not around?

“What..?” they whispered, their heart sunk to their stomach, the tears were flowing out of their eyes, their chest pounding like a drum, feeling like it was going to burst out in seconds.

Asher looked over to them. He turned white as a ghost. He pointed at them

“Milo..” he said

“what?” He yelled bitterly, turning around to see them crying, with shaky breath.

He stopped breathing for a second.

Shit shit shit

Milo held his hands out attempting to get them to not run away, but they were quick they dropped the food on the floor and ran off.

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“Shit dude. I’m sorry.” Asher said to milo, who was leaning over the food, and he picked it up.

It was homemade ravioli; Milo’s favorite. It had a little yellow sticky note on the top of the red lid. It read,

‘Hey milo! Hope you have an awesome day at work! xoxo’

How did something so happy turn into this?

“It’s aight dude. It was my fault I shouldn’t have said that. Fuck, I gotta talk to them.” Milo said burying his face in his hands.

“Milo the meetings starting..” Asher said, holding his hand out to help him up, which he took and mumbled a thanks.

Milo sighed. “Okay, I’ll do it after I guess.” He said gently scratching the back of his neck, sighing once more.

—-

(Sweetheart pov)

I slammed the door to my apartment, not even caring about the sound it made, that probably meant it was broken. I looked up, through loose strands of hair that came out of my tight hairstyle that I do, every day for work, and saw my best friend, Avery, standing in front of me eating a tub of ice cream.

“What happened?” He asked putting the spoon down, raising an eyebrow

“I’m so done with guys.” I blurted out, he looked rather offended

“Not you dumbass, like dating guys.” I added reassuringly. He looked relieved

“Good. Now what happened, here come sit.” He patted the couch seat next to him.

(Accidentally changed the pov halfway through sorry authors Pov)

“I- I don’t even know where to start..” They said looking down. Avery placed a hand on their shoulder in an attempt to console them.

“Start where ever your comfortable.” He said placing the tub on the coffee table in front of him.

“Well…,” they thought for a second “,remember that guy- Milo I told you about?” They asked frown resting upon their face.

“Yeah. The hot one with the accent?” He said which made the stealth smile a bit.

“Yeah I walked in on him calling me- Us. Just a- a, a hookup.” They said the last word under their breath.

Avery’s eyes widened, he huffed, completely ready to comfort his best friend for as long as they needed.

“That’s rich coming from the guy that’s here all the time and calls you 24/7.”

That made Sweethearts heart clench. The cute gestures Milo would do. Make sure they got home safe, repetitively tell them to eat and drink, and make sure they slept decently.

But now they realized that maybe milo didn’t feel the same way about them as they did him.

“Hey. Chin up, what kind of a loser would say that about you? You just need a little pick-me-up. How’s about we watch a movie and order takeout?” Avery said in a sincere tone. He genuinely felt bad for them.

“Yeah- yeah I’d like that.” They said smiling with tear stained eyes.

Avery slapped their knee twice.

“You got it boss. What do you wanna order?” He asked whipping his phone out of his pocket.

“Sushi. Or Chinese, you pick.” They said walking toward their bedroom to change into comfier clothes.

“Okay.” Avery confirmed.

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Whilst the stealth was changing a knock on the door occurred while Avery was finding a movie for them to watch.

He hopped up from the couch to open the door.

“Quick delivery.” He chuckled to himself

He opened the door to see a slightly shorter man then himself, tan skin, and dark hair; he was holding flowers and a letter.

“Hello?” Avery asked confused; knowing very well who the man was. But not wanting to fight his friends battles.

“Uhhhh… is Y/n L/n here?” Milo questioned. Looking around behind Avery into the apartment.

“Depends. Who’s asking?” Avery stepped up his acting.

Milo snarled. Looking Avery up and down, fully prepared to fight him.

“I’m Milo Gree-,” he was cut off

“Avery? Who’s that? The food here already?” Sweethearts voice like music to Milo’s ears

“No it’s- uh- Milo.” He said looking at them not wanting to upset them.

“Oh.” They said under their breath. Walking over to the door.

“I got it. Thanks.” Stealth said as Avery walked into the living area.

sweetheart closed the door behind them. Leaning up against it. If they needed to phase quickly they were ready; arms crossed and eyebrow raised, with a superior gait as they looked up at him.

“Yes?” They said to milo, fighting the urge to burst into tears and scream at him for everything.

“Hey sweetheart. Im-,” they cut him off

“My names Y/n.” They said sharply.

He sighed. “I deserve that.” He added.

“Im so, so, so, so, so, sorry.” He said looking down in shame.

They broke, uncrossed their arms and let go.

“Why? Why’d you say it? I thought we had something.. I felt it; I felt it so strongly so don’t you fucking dare say you didn’t feel it too.” They said sobbing lightly, pointing their fingers at him unsure of where they went wrong.

“I did! I do!” He corrected, looking at them to see them crying.

His sweetheart was hurt and it was his fault. Nobody else’s. His.

They shrugged with a questioning look

“Asher- he wouldn’t shut up- it was a spur of the moment and I didn’t think i immediately regretted it the moment it left my mouth I- I wish I had worded it differently and- and-,” he stopped rambling.

They laughed with a light sob. Nodding.

“I’m… I’m sorry.” He said

“Yeah.. I’m sorry too.” They turned around and closed the door.

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Taglist.

@itsdaifuku @darlin-collins @youisagayhooman @verrverii @shellssstuff

#redacted asmr #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #redacted audio #redacted audio milo #redacted audio sweetheart #I was gonna make them make up but we can save that for another par #I Love cliffhangers. 😙😌#redacted oc #Avery- gendered oc #gender neutral listener

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anexistingexistence · 11 months

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I Just Got Done Drinking Two Liters Of Black Tea and Am Severely Overcaffeinated, So We're Doing Asher "literally me right now someone please give me sleeping meds" Talbot Headcanons!

-How to make an Ash-catcher: You put coke, orange juice, a tablespoon of sugar, a teaspoon of honey, and a colorful straw into a glass. The smell alone will make Ash come running (not so much the taste, though-).

-Dyes his hair some very obscure color once a year in hopes of it affecting his wolf form. It doesn't, but Ash isn't going to give up (and he's also not going to go through the trouble of having Baabe dye all his fur again).

-Asher plays gacha games. I say "games" but he mainly plays Honkai Impact 3rd.

^He's a Senti main.

^^He hasn't spent a single cent in those games and somehow still has about 3/4 of the available S rank units because he's just that lucky.

^^^Through Baabe, he found out about the recent release of Honkai Star Rail, and upon playing, he kept crying about Himeko.

-His Instagram is "OneBadassAshKetchum:3" but before that, it was "ThatOneBadassBeta:3" which he had to change once David asked him to for the sake of avoiding unempowered people asking questions.

^In addition to this, when he was a teenager, he had a social media account somewhere (he refuses to tell anyone what platform it was on, likely because the account still exists and he doesn't want Milo to find out) and used it to impersonate Milo on it because Ash liked the idea of an "emo blog with sad quotes and pics of a hot rockstar boy." Once Milo found out, his first concern wasn't him taking it down, it was correcting Ash on the fact that he wasn't emo. Then, he asked Ash to stop posting things of him, which he did, but the dead account still exists somewhere.

^^Ash gets weirdly nostalgic about this and yes, he has shown Sweetheart some of the pictures he still has of Milo from back then.

-Ash's favorite flower is the sunflower and he has a lot of them standing around his and Baabe's home.

^Unlike with cooking, Ash is actually pretty decent at taking care of plants. It took a lot of practice and hundreds of dead flowers, but by now he's quite alright at it.

-Ash is a sucker for physical touch. So whenever Baabe doesn't have paper or a canvas to paint on, he will happily offer up his entire body for them to work with.

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted headcanons #redacted shaw pack #redacted asher #redacted babe

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axelwassup · 2 years

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I'm really really really sorry for taking so so SO long on this fic I've just been really busy with a lot of things and my job is being a pain in the ass and giving me more hours to work so that doesn't really give me time to work on the fic..! Thank you for your understanding and patience! Enjoy the fic!!

TW: attempted murder and character deth

Why would they do this?

'Why not me'

I thought as I set the flowers I got for Angel on the table beside their hospital bed. "Hey Angel...I love you..and yeah I say that a lot because I come visit you a lot..heh"

"I'm sorry I couldn't visit you yesterday.. It was so busy myand so stressful..you would have made it better if you were there..never thought I'd admit that.." I chuckled at that a little.

I smiled at that a little. Something that they might have done. I grabbed their hand and gave it a gentle kiss something they love..

"Today wasn't as stressful. Christian was still a pain in the ass like normal.. Asher isn't acting like himself and actually started to take pack meetings more serious and he stopped doodling during them..a lot of things changed when you got into that accident.. Sam and Marie offered to help and heal you as much as they could but I didn't want them using their powers up to the point were their exhausted.... you gave me so many heart attacks you little snot.." I smiled a little.

They would have been laughing their ass off knowing I admitted something like that..

"I love you Angel..and I want you to know that...even if you could or can't hear me.." I said putting their hand against my forehead. I tried not to cry but it was hard. Seeing them lay here in this hospital bed being in a coma. Not being able to hear their voice..or that beautiful laugh that they have.

"I have to go Angel..but I'll come by tomorrow...I promise.." at that I kissed their forehead and stood up and walked out.

I laid against the wall staring at the pictures that hung on the wall. The picture we took together when we first bought the house, the picture that Ash took of Angel shoving cake into my face on my birthday, the picture of Angel playing with the pups in the pack, the picture that Milo took of Angel shoving me into the pool while Marie and Tank laughed in the background, or Angel and me being pied in the face by Ash and Milo while the whole pack where laughing in the background...

I felt tears running down my face. Why. Why did the universe want them to suffer...why didn't the universe choose me...?! Why not me...!

*knock* *knock*

I looked towards the door. It looked like there was multiple people outside."

David! It's me! Ash and the rest of the pack!" I heard Asher scream just enough so I could hear it through the door. But what were they doing here? They didn't send a message or anything? "

Ash?" I said. I opened the door and Asher fell in the house dropping everything he had in his hands. "Ow" he said as he got up picking up the thing that he dropped. "What are you guys doing here?" I said giving the pack a confused look. "Well we didn't want you to be alone on a Friday! So we all brought somethings that we cooked!!" Ash said that same smile that he would always have as a kid and now.

"You? You cooked something?" I said as I raised a brow. "Well....no..I...didn't cook anything..buttttt my mate and I brought some snacks and drinks?" He said as he lifted the same bags he dropped a second ago.

"I'm not surprised" I said as I moved to the side motioning for all of them to come in. Ash was going to take the fist step in but the pups all ran in at the same time making Ash fall again.

"God damn it" Asher said getting up and running after the pups.

After everything was settled and all the dishes that everyone cooked were warm we started to pull out tables to the back yard so everyone could sit it was dark out but the lights that Angel and I put up where lighting the whole backyard so it looked nice.

I came out with a stack of plates and Marie came out with the stack of cups and Sam came with the utensils.

"thanks for helping" I said to both of them as we got everything set up so we could all start eating. "Of course David. Your goin' through a hard time right now you need all the support you can get." Marie said patting my back. "Yeah this is the least we could do to help and my offer still stands 'bout helping your mate David" Sam said with a comforting smile. "Thank you." I said giving him a smile of my own.

"your parents would be so proud of you" Marie said as she set the last cup down. "Thanks Marie.." I said. She shot me a small smile and then called out to everyone that the food would come out in a little so everyone could get ready so all the people in the pool could get dry or something.

When everyone was settled with food on their plate I looked over to my right side with Ash seated right next to me and right next to him is his mate. I looked to my left and an empty seat where my Angel usually sits.

"I want to thank all of you for coming...even thought I didn't expect this" I said. "I want to thank all of you for being there for my mate and I and giving me all your support...I really appreciate it.." I said with a small smile.

"To David's mate!" Asher said as he raised his glass. "To David's mate!" The whole pack said as they all raised there glasses. "Now eat before the food gets cold" I said as I sat down.

"You guys could stay if you'd like. I could bring out blankets and pillows." I said to my pack members and some of them agreed and the rest went home after I thanked them for coming.

After I said good night to the people that wanted to stay I went up to Angels and mine shared bedroom to change and go to sleep but before I could get my cloths out to change my phone started to ring in my pocket.

"Hello?"

"Hi is this David Shaw?"

"Who's asking"

"This is Dahlia's local hospital I'm Ally and a patient here has that name on their emergency contact list if anything happens to them we call the first person on their list of emergency numbers and the named David Shaw was the first one so are you or are you not David Shaw."

"yes, my name is David Shaw. May I ask what the patients name is?"

"their name is *Angels name and last name 0v0* and we would like to see you as soon as possible Mr. Shaw"

"Alright..Thank you I'll be there soon.."

As I hung up the phone I ran downstairs waking everyone that were sleeping. "David what's wrong?" Asher said getting up from the spot he was laying down on with his mate.

"something's wrong with my mate and I need to go to the hospital as soon as possible!" I said as I got my key's and opened the front door. "I'll be right back Bebe!" I heard Asher say before I heard him grabbing his keys.

As soon as I opened my car door I see Asher sprint down the block to his car.

As I arrived at the hospital and parked my car I started to run to the hospital.

'Why the hell did you decide to park far away from the hospital you dumbass!'

I thought as I got closer to the hospital. As I reached the hospital I ran up to the desk lady that was there. "excuse me I'm here to see *Angels name and last name :>*" I said a little out of breath.

"Ah yes Mr. Shaw. Let me get a doctor and they'll lead you to your...?"

"Partner!..Their my partner.."

"ah yes, let me just get the doctor." They said as they called a doctor.

"David! I'm coming with ya buddy" I heard Asher say as he gave me a comforting smile.As the doctor led us to us to the room it looked different.

As the doctor led us to us to the room it looked different.

"this is the recovery room. Witch means they recovered an-"

"How do you know they recovered?" I said cutting the doctor off not letting him finish. "Like I was saying they recovered and they are now..., Well I'll just show you..." he said making a sharp turn to the right and a couple seconds later stopping in front of a door.

"ready?" Ash said giving me a comforting smile. "Yeah...kinda.." I said.

As the doctor opened the door I could see that the room looked...different...A lot different.

"They look the same to me so I don't know what you mean they recovered?!" I said to the doctor. "Mr. Shaw. Please. Your in a hospital so please don't yell."

"David..?...Ash...?"

Ash and I both looked at the bed and there they were.. Awake...After months and almost a year..they were there..awake.. Infront of my damn eyes.. "Angel!" I yelled running to them holding myself back to not jump on them. "Angel..!" I said hot tears running down my face.

"Davey please don't cry..." My mate said cupping my cheeks. I put my hand over theirs and closed my eyes knowing they were safe. They were alive..That's the only thing that matters to me. "w-what happened?" My mate said looking away from me to the doctor. "I'll let the department catch you up about everything that happened." The doctor said walking out of the room.

Angel started to look around the room like it was their first day on earth. "You okay?" Asher said putting his hand on their shoulder with a worried look on his face. "Yeah...I-Im just thinking.." they said. "About..?" I asked gently not wanting my voice to sound pressuring.

"About...you know..what did I do to make someone hurt me...?" My mate said a tear rolling down their face. "Angel..no.. you didn't do anything..all you've done is be kind and help people.." I said hugging them.

Asher walked out so my mate and I could have a moment.

A couple of minutes after someone from the department came in and Asher following the looking shocked so I guess they might have told him first. "Hello. My name is Oliver. I'm from the department." Oliver said looking through some papers that he had in a folder. "We have been investing on who did this and why they did this. We've talked to people that were there when the accident happened and lucky enough someone actually got the license plate number and that made it easier to figured out who it was."

"well? Who did it?!" I asked impatiently. Dying to know who did this to my mate. My Angel who's done nothing but be nice to the whole damn world.

"Um. Do you know someone named.."

"Um.."

"Michael...?"

My heart dropped. "Michael what?!" I said raising my voice. I could not believe what Oliver just said. Was it their ex?! Or a different psycho.

"Michael -----"

...

I looked at Angel and they were just as shocked as me.

"why would he do this.." I heard them say under their breath.

"we charged him with a hit and run"

"and attempted murder"

"Angel calm down" I said to my mate as their breath got faster and faster. "Angel calm down please" I said with one hand cupping their cheek and my other hand on their hand.

They start to calm down a little bit getting their breath under control. "Why..?! Why would he do that?!" They asked looking up at Oliver.

" He said that he still loved you. That he couldn't get over you so he thought the only way he could get rid of you..was by... killing you... The only reason he tried to visit you was because he wanted to look like he had nothing to do with it. He wanted to seem like a friend was visiting a friend in the hospital so he would get his name cleared. But that didn't work" Oliver said.

Angel started to cry. Oliver and his partner walked out of the room to give us some space. It was a lot to take in knowing someone wanted to kill my mate..To take them away from me..

I hugged them not wanting to let them go..Ash came over to us and hugged them too. I could hear him cry along with my mate. I mean I don't blame him. Over these past few years when me and Angel were dating Ash and my mate grew closer. They have the same sense of humor and have a lot of thing in common and they grew a great friendship...and know learning that your friend was in a life threatening accident knowing that they might have died..that's a lot to take in...

"I'ma..I'ma go back to your house David if you want I could tell the pack that stayed there..?" Ash said "You guys had a party..?! And without me..?! How dare you" Angel said acting like they were offended witch got a small laugh out of Ash and me.

"Alright I'ma go. I also think there's some snacks left over like chips-" Asher said before I cut him off "witch your not having Angel" they looked at me with the face they would do when I told them no when they wanted to get roman at the grocery store.

"You can have chips when you get better mini boss" Ash said waving a goodbye and walking out.

Asher

"Ash what happened?!" My mate told me as I walked into David's and his mates house.

"I can't tell you right now bebe. Maybe David could tell you later cuz it's kinda of a Alpha and beta thing right now..you know??" I said. I didn't want the to know David's mate woke up. I mean yeah the deserve to know but I want David to tell the pack or surprise the pack that their mate woke up.

"let's just go to sleep yeah?" I said yawning. It was pretty late at night and I was pretty tied.

"okay but where's David? Shouldn't he be with you?" My mate asked. "He stayed behind! He said he'll be here in the morning or something!" I said.

I picked my mate up and set the down where we are going to sleep. "Good night bebe. I love you!" I said cuddling them like I always did every night. "Love you too" they said before drifting off to sleep.

David

"come on Davey I could walk perfectly fine without you being behind me making sure I don't fall" They said as they keep walking looking over their shoulder to me.

"well if you weren't stumbling every few seconds I wouldn't be behind you now would I?" I say opening the passenger side door for them.

It was 6 in the morning by the time we got home and Angel was dead asleep by then.

I got out of the car and carried them all the way to the door. I knocked on the door. I didn't want to take my keys out because that would wake them up and they needed all the rest they could get. I mean they just got out of the hospital.

Liam opened the door and looked shocked he was one of the teenagers of the pack and one of the night owls so I wasn't surprised to see him at the door. "Oh..My..God.." he said and his shoulders dropped. He hugged my mate and I as gentle as he could. "Could you get my keys from my car Liam?" I said. I was really tied and I just wanted to lay my mate down and go to sleep. "Yeah of course!" He said moving a side so I could walk in and after he walked to my car and got my keys and locked the car. "Thank you" I said walking up stairs.

Everyone was sleeping but Liam. He was playing call of duty on his phone but I could see that he logged out and was at the main area.

I set my mate down on the bed and turned on the ac. It was hot and I didn't want the waking up all sticky and sweaty.

I walked back downstairs and saw Liam sitting on the couch and continuing his game.

"why don't you go to sleep Liam?" I said pulling out a water bottle from the fridge. "I don't know..I'm just not that sleepy you know.." he said shrugging his shoulder.

"You need your sleep Liam...I could see your eye bags from a mile away." I said sitting on the floor beside him giving him a water as well.

"I couldn't sleep you know..I mean you and Asher ran out of the house and that kept me up..you know.. what would you do if your Alpha and Beta ran out without a single word..and then you Beta coming back without your Alpha and...never mind.." he said shaking his head and grabbing the water bottle.

"No, say it. I want to know." I said. "It's just that..what if something happened..you know with the whole Quinn thing..I thought something happened but when I saw you and your mate I felt a relief..like something was pressing down on my chest and then when I saw you guys that just..went away..you get me..?" He said looking at me. "Yeah..I mean this one time my dad ran out with no explanation and I felt just like you Liam. Until he came back with a damn cat in his hands and we ended up giving that cat to Milo and that's how Milo got Aggro." I said smiling at the memory. I still can't get that moment out of my head. How Milo jumped up when he found out he got to keep a cat.

"Thanks David.."he said getting off from the couch and crouching down to give me a hug. "No problem kid.." I said hugging him back. "You know..your a good Alpha right" he said pulling back. "Thank you." I said getting up and walking up to Angel's and mine room.

Angel

I walked downstairs and Milo and his mate ran to me and hugged me like if I was lost for years. "I think you should let 'em go if you want them to breathe" I heard Marie say. At that Milo and his mate let go. "Sorry" Milo said backing up.

"that's okay" I said with a small smile. "David's cookin breakfast so we should all start to get ready" Marie said.

After that we all hung out for a couple more hours and then went to bed.

"I love you David" I said with a smile laying next to him. "I love you too Angel.." he said kissing my forehead.

David

I woke up and got up from Angels and mines bed and went to use the bathroom. Once I got out I could see that Angel was still in bed. By now they would have been awake and getting ready for the day.

"Angel get up" I said in a soft voice. I said it again but this time I stepped closer and said it again..and again..

I stepped closer up to the point where I was hovering over them.

I sat on the bed and put my hand on their cheek

They were pale.....

And cold....

And my Angel was gone....

Hope y'all enjoyed this fic 😂

I know this has a bad ending but..I love angst even if it hurts me myself 😂

#redacted asmr #redacted davey #redacted david #redacted angel #david shaw #redacted asher #redacted gabe #redacted milo #redacted sam #redacted darlin #redacted bebe #redacted sweetheart #redacted marie #redacted mates #redacted colm

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starfinss · 1 year

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I saw "Pokemon shield is also acceptable" and had to say this. Milo cuddle fic? Please he's my favorite gym leader from sw/sh, he's such a sweetheart

I adore Milo, and Sw/Sh is more than acceptable! Milo looks like he’d give great hugs, a big ole teddy bear. Sorry this took a second for me to reply to, I was trying to figure out how to write this, plus I had to boot up my copy of Sword on my switch to do some surveying of the scenery, but I should be good to go now.

(Story starts under the cut!)

— ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ

All you wanted to do was go home.

Maybe everyone had a case of the fuck-it-Fridays, maybe it was the unexpected rain, maybe it was an amalgamation of things. You weren’t sure. All you knew was that everyone working at the offices of Turffleid Orchard seemed to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed, and they seemed to be taking it out on you.

You were fine, though, you really were. You’d only had one instance of crying in the bathroom, and that was honestly admirable. You had thick skin. You could last until five o’clock when it was time to go home. It was just one more hour, and then you’d be able to go home to your loving boyfriend and his mouthwatering cooking. That sounded perfect. You were already imagining a meal of whatever fried veggies he’d harvested that day, farm fresh and delicious.

“(Y/N).”

Your coworker, Ella, snapped you out of your daydream as she peeked her head into your office.

“The boss wants that report, like, yesterday. On the apple crate delivery to Monostoke.”

You glanced at the report, which was sitting on your desk in front of you. You’d only just received it about an hour ago, so you were only about halfway done filling it out. You gave Ella a desperate look, and she sighed.

“I’ll see what I can do to stall him. How far along are you?”

“About halfway,” you replied, exasperated, “blimey, today should just be cancelled.”

She gave a derisive snort. “Yeah, cheers to that.”

With little more to add, Ella turned and left the office, undoubtedly to stall your impatient boss, which you knew would buy you roughly twenty minutes. With a deep sigh, you combed your fingers through your hair and picked up your pen, trying to focus your scattered thoughts back on the task at hand.

You glanced at your clock, groaning inwardly when you saw that the hands had hardly even moved. You turned the clock down, glaring at it as if it had insulted you.

The more your pen moved over the paper, the more you felt like your brain was melting out your ears, so you decided that after your were done with this, you were going home. You’d done enough work for five people, what, with the flu going around and accounting for the lack of staff that day.

With a soft sound of triumph, you signed your name at the bottom of the report, and stood up to walk the report to your boss’s office down the hall. Ella was halfway perched on the desk, in the middle of telling some joke as you walked in and set the manila folder containing the report down.

“I’m heading home, hope that’s alright,” you said.

Your boss nodded absently, his attention still focused on whatever Ella had been saying. “Careful of the rain. Cheers.”

“Yeah, cheers.”

You maintained your professional posture until you got outside the door, after which your shoulders slumped. You were done. Arceus, you were tired. With little fanfare, you trudged back to your office to grab your coat and spare umbrella before beginning the short walk back to your house, which you shared with Milo.

The rain was falling in sheets, soaking your shoes and socks as it sprayed beneath your umbrella, and you felt frustrated tears prick your eyes as everything began to overwhelm you. Work had been a nightmare, you were exhausted, and now your feet were wet. You whispered a creative swear as water seeped into your socks, fully solidifying just how horrible your day had been.

And, to top it off, as you were digging your keys out of your purse, you accidentally flung them down beside the front steps of your house and into a puddle. You stared at them in betrayed silence.

That was it. Your limit.

All at once, you felt the floodgates open, tears beading at your lash line as you rapidly blinked them away. With a frustrated huff, swallowing the lump in your throat, you scooped the sodden keys out of the puddle and shoved one into the lock. After some unwelcome struggle with said lock, made sticky with the weather, you managed to get the door open, finally stepping into the foyer and folding your dripping umbrella. You leaned heavily against the door once it was shut behind you, taking a minute to breathe before going about taking your shoes and coat off.

There was movement deeper in the house, followed by a delighted chirp, undoubtedly coming from Gossefleur, who enjoyed accompanying Milo while he was cooking. You heard him speaking softly to the Pokémon before more movement, and you knew he was coming to greet you.

Quickly, you wiped your eyes with the back of your hand before taking a seat on the bench beside the door to unzip your ankle boots, which you placed beside Milo’s work boots on the shoe rack. You then moved to hang up your coat in the closet.

“You’re home early,” Milo remarked as he came into view, “how was your day?”

You felt that lump return to your throat as your mind played back the day’s events. There’s no way Milo missed the way you swallowed it with an audible sniffle.

“Well,” you said, “it started off okay.”

Without looking at him, you moved to walk past your boyfriend and into the house, but he caught your hand in his, forcing you to stop in your tracks.

“Sunshine,” he said softly, and the sweet pet name made your heart flutter in your chest, “look at me, will you?”

You knew you couldn’t. Because if you did, you’d just start crying. One look into his eyes and you’d be a blubbering mess, and after the day you’d had, that was the last thing you wanted.

Milo moved so he was standing in front of you, your hand still encased in his as he used his opposite hand to tilt your chin up to look at him.

He smiled tenderly, affection in his pretty eyes.

“There she is,” he said, “there’s my sunshine.”

Tears blurred your vision as you buried your face in his chest, and you felt his arms wrap around you, holding you close.

“Tell me everything,” he said, in no hurry.

You sniffled. “Today just sucked.”

“Yeah?” He said, “that kind of day?”

You nodded, swallowing back a sob.

Milo let you cry, stroking your hair and holding you until you felt just a little better. Your arms wrapped around his waist, and you smiled finally as you felt him press a kiss into your hair.

“Let’s eat on the sofa,” he said, and you nodded.

“Okay.”

You changed out of your work clothes and into a pair of pajama pants, as well as one of Milo’s sweatshirts, which nearly went down to your knees. The sweatshirt smelled of fresh grass clippings and the earthy soap he used, which filled you with comfort.

Dinner was a warm veggie soup with lentils and abundant spices to add an extra kick. It filled you with warmth and comfort as you ate, and once you were done, Milo didn’t even allow you the chance to get up before he took your bowl to the kitchen for you.

The television was switched on, tuned to your favorite show, and you sighed happily as Milo pulled you against him, reclining back on the sofa. He made room for you by parting his legs, allowing you to nestle on his chest. He was perfectly warm, and the sound of his heartbeat beneath your ear was enough to make you start to feel sleepy.

“Baby,” you said, and Milo looked down at you.

“Hm?”

“Thank you.”

He canted his head, confused. “What for?”

You shrugged, resting your chin on his chest to look at him. “I dunno. Just being you. I had such an awful day, and now you’re here to make it all better.”

Milo smiled, pulling you closer. “You always make my day better, sunshine. I should be thanking you.”

He leaned in to kiss you and you melted into him, adoring the way his hand cradled your jaw, thumb smoothing along your cheekbone. His lips were soft against yours, and you were left smiling as you pulled away, resting your head on his shoulder.

“Can you just hold me?” You asked quietly, and Milo chuckled.

“As if you even need to ask.”

His arms tightened around your body, and you nestled close as your eyes foxed on the tv screen, blissfully comfortable and happy. Milo was home to you. He was what made coming home so much better at the end of the day, and moments like this, where you were laying wrapped up in him, those were your favorites.

You felt Milo tuck your hair back away from your face.

“That’s my hoodie,” he remarked, tugging lightly at the fabric. You grinned.

“That a problem?”

“Nah. You just look so cute in it that I didn’t even notice.”

Your face flushed. Even after you’d been with Milo for as long as you had, he always knew exactly how to make heat rise to your cheeks. He was genuine in a way that not many people are, and that was one of your favorite things about him.

“Maybe you should wear my clothes sometime,” you said, and Milo snorted.

“Not sure they’d fit me, love.”

You snickered at the mental image of your burly boyfriend trying to fit into one of your shirts.

“I know, I’m joking.”

Milo smiled and kissed you on the head before relaxing back into the sofa cushions.

You ended up marathoning episodes of your favorite show until it grew late, and Milo got up once to make some popcorn, which you shared. It was the perfect evening, after such an awful day.

“You know I love you, right, sunshine?”

You looked up at Milo. “Of course. I love you, too.”

Milo cupped your face. “Never forget it.”

“I won’t.”

You slept better than you had in weeks that night, wrapped up in your boyfriend’s arms.

Fin.

Hope that was what you wanted, anon! This was an absolute joy to write.

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songs i associate with the redacted boys: wolves & vamps edition

hi! i'm probably gonna do multiple of these to include all the redacted boys at some point, since it would be a Very Long Post if i did all at once lolol. here are some songs i associate with the shaw pack and all the vamps!

i mention quinn and adam, but nothing about any of their actions!

wolves

david: nothing by bruno major

this song is so sickeningly domestic it makes me want to cry fr. i feel like david really adores doing domestic things with angel, and this song really encapsulates that warm, comfy feeling that you get when you're with someone who feels like home. also the lyrics 'we'll watch the notebook for the 17th time, i'll say it's stupid, then you'll catch me crying' is SO DAVID??? tsundere werewolf mate to a t

asher: shut up and dance by walk the moon

ahh endless summer vibes from this song, and to me, asher feels like the sun on your bare skin after a good swim <333 we all know ash is super playful and energetic with babe, and i'm CERTAIN that at some point he must've dragged them into a dance off just like. in their kitchen while they're trying to cook, because he's annoying like that /lh

milo: fly me to the moon by frank sinatra

oh em gee milo with frank sinatra is so perfect to me. this song is slick, smooth, and classically romantic, just like milo (even though he is a goof with sweetheart a lot lolol). i think this song encapsulates both the flirty vibes from his earlier audios, and the deep and sweet love he shows sweetheart in the more recent entries.

vamps

vincent: good old fashioned lover boy by queen

he is the good old fashioned lover boy guys. guys he just is. the lyrics of this song remind me of vincent a lot, like i think we all know that vincent would Spoil lovely to hell and back. and the song is so fun and flirty, like yes!! lovely and vincent are gonna go romancing!! their wish is his command!! its so perfect for them idc

sam: j's lullaby (darlin' i'd wait for you) by delaney bailey

are you kidding me this song was written for them? 'i'd tie a lasso around the moon and bring it down to you'?? 'when your arms are around me, i'd swear i'm holding the sun'??? even better is the lines about wanting more time and keeping the feelings in a bottle for years to come. sam and darlin are a tragically beautiful couple to me, because obviously sam will outlive darlin (unless he turns them, but would he?) and this song's nostalgic, romantic feel fits them just as perfectly as its lyrics. seriously go google the lyrics. they are PERFECT FOR THEM

quinn: choke by i don't know how but they found me

onto a much less romantic one, i feel like this song represents quinn while the lyrics represent darlin? like the instrumental is so happy-go-lucky and doesn't take itself very seriously, just like quinn doesn't take darlin very seriously, he just sees them as a fun little plaything. and then the lyrics are darlin resenting quinn and their anger towards him for being such a p.o.s yknow? very much a deep dive but yes this is their song

adam: chandelier by will paquin

the reason i chose this song mainly rests on the lyrics 'i might be the enemy, but nothing quite hits like you'. like?? quintessentially adam and lovely tbh? the song feels restless and chaotic, just like adam does to me

fred: francis forever by mitski

ahh yes the required mitski entry.... i only ever listened to fred and bright's story once but i remember their big argument in which fred was trying to get through to bright and get them to talk about their feelings. this song reminds me of that, in that it feels lost and hopeless like the singer doesn't know what to do to reconcile? and i got that feeling from where their story was left so

will: je te lasserai des mots by patrick watson

hehe french vampire french song <33 this title translates to 'i will leave you notes/words', which i can see will doing if he ever had or has a romantic partner, like imagine him writing them beautiful love letters omg... this song is so soft and romantic, just as will is, pls erik let me love the 500 yr old vampire king i won't beg i'll only ask 1074 times

bonus!! gabe and david: fourth of july by sufjan stevens

this song was written about the singer's mother passing away from cancer and it's literally so heart wrenching? so perfect to go with gabe and david they make me sob tbh

ok this was a very long post if you got this far ty for listening to me ramble about music and redacted mwah

#redacted asmr #redacted david #redacted asher #redacted milo #redacted vincent #redacted sam #redacted quinn #redacted adam #redacted frederick #redacted william

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