#if you get the reference pls come here and lemme kiss you

[hg-aneh]

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oh, well I never, was there ever...🎵

#good omens #aziraphale #good omens fanart #aziraphale good omens #magician aziraphale #aziraphale magic act #if you get the reference pls come here and lemme kiss you #aneh draws #i forgot to add my own art tag bcs i got too excited about the referencebcnsncn #aneh wont shut up

[ms0milk]

smooth runs the water ...

| Sanemi x reader

a/n: i've gotten lots of Sanemi requests recently and i've decided to combine a few of them that fit well together into a short fic collection! for this chapter: there's nothing like a little nightmare comfort with the wind husband. pls enjoy and thank u for the request~

warnings: trypophobia (a demon described with a pattern of holes on its body), a violent nightmare sequence, a bloody wound, and a little bit of panic.

2.5k <3

“You smell like shit.”

“I got shit on Shinazugawa, what do you want from me?”

Sanemi turned his back to hide how quickly he smiled at that.

The two of you were wrapping up, quite possibly, the worst mission ever assigned. Your frame of reference as a Hashira was slimmer than Sanemi’s, as a rookie yourself, but you were 150% positive this would go down as one of the most regretful casualty-free missions in corps history. The fucking thing shot something gooey out of so many holes. Right til the end.

Sanemi on the other hand would never complain about the content of a mission entrusted to him by master Ubuyashiki, but fighting in his pajamas wasn’t on his list of possible pleasant outcomes for the evening. Neither was being startled awake by a crow, or learning that a powerful demon had been attacking civilians so close to his home unnoticed, or having to wake you up.

Having to wake you up from your spot against his chest. Having to wake you up after you finally trusted him enough to spend the night.

“These demons are getting whack,” you grumbled, trying to squeeze an unidentifiable orange liquid from your hair, “remember when they just tried to eat you?”

He couldn’t stop, he smiled at everything you did. Fuck.

Your month-long “relationship” was not conventional. You’d been sleeping together for weeks, but you’d never even so much as talked about it. Never brought it up in conversation a single time. No knowing glances, no seductive smirks. You kissed him once in training one afternoon, suddenly and messily, and he kissed you back. Again, and again, and again, almost every night since the last full moon. Kissed and fucked and babbled and moaned, then the moon would start to fall and you’d find your clothes, crack a joke, and the spell would break. That or you’d just kiss him goodbye and leave before the stars even got a chance to shine. Something about your own bed being more comfortable.

“Just shut up already and lemme see your injury,” Sanemi snapped, much more affectionately than he meant to.

“They’re shitting goop now and you’re worried about my bumps and bruises?”

Why did you always do that?

“Come here,” he ordered, like you were his shy little apprentice again. Sanemi sheathed his sword and you mimicked him absentmindedly, ready to pack up and sleep.

You’d long since stopped the bleeding to that superficial shoulder wound– Sanemi had been your mentor after all; what was a flesh wound to a wind Tsuguko? But after a year of considerably less concern from the Hashira, you knew this nagging wasn’t out of fear for your physical safety.

You rested a hand on the hilt of your sword and leaned against the pillar’s night-chilled arm, “All this fussing because you’re worried I’m gonna get a little blood on your sheets?” You knew it wasn’t about that either. “What kind of demon slayer would I be if I couldn’t staunch some bleeding, huh?”

He started walking back towards his property the minute you bumped into him, but the mention of his bed kept him from starting a pace you wouldn’t be able to keep up with.

“You’re...coming back, huh?”

“Jeez Sanemi, do I smell that ba–”

He cut you off with a strong tug on your sleeve. Cut you off before you started up with your infernal sarcasm and he forgot exactly how it sounded when you said his name. He pulled you to the spot next to him so that the both of you walked side by side and he made no sounds other than the grinding of his teeth the whole way back. How did you always make him beg?

As you walked beside him the short journey home– to his home– you wondered why you didn’t make him beg more often? You remembered the warmth of his bedding and how soft his skin was even after scarring over so many, many times. Soft especially where the scars overlapped.

As you poked and prodded and stumbled into one another in the dark, you thought about maybe even reaching out to hold his hand. Romance wasn’t exactly what you envisioned when you kissed him all those days ago, so you tried not to flirt, you tried not to linger in presence or touch– tried not to spend the night.

“Watch it,” He grumbled when you tripped over his foot, and tugged again at the sleeve of your haori, white to match his– although you deployed in such a rush that evening that Sanemi cleared the threshold of his property without even putting on a shirt. As the light of civilization came into focus through the trees, he still didn’t let go.

Sanemi was doing a horrible job of hiding how afraid he was that you’d decide to leave again. That you’d leave and when he saw you tomorrow he’d have to start from square one like he always did when you pretended not to remember the way you made each other feel. He was growing impatient and raw from vulnerability, and he was not going to scare you away– or whatever it was that happened when you’d suddenly pack up to go home. He’d keep you warm all night, and if you made it until morning surely the spell would break.

What he didn’t know was that you’d never even fallen asleep that night. That you’d barely even slept peacefully in two years.

“Y/n, just stay here.” He knelt, still fucked out and flushed, beside the door where you were gathering your clothes, “I’ll kiss you again, whatever you want.”

How many hours passed– minutes, maybe, from the time you rolled your eyes and finally took his hand, to reveling in the warmth of being tucked against his chest? Why was he so warm? Why’d you do it? Why’d you agree to stay?

Every now and then he would squeeze your waist with a sleepy arm and you’d panic, worried he knew you were awake. But the hand he used to draw lazy, windy spirals over and over along your back eventually fell limp and his breath went shallow.

Every now and then he’d murmur something airy and unintelligible.

Every now and then he’d shift in his sleep to get comfortable and his unconsciousness would remember your presence in his arms and stop his moving. His limbs must have been numb. His legs must have been cold from all the blankets you hoarded. He didn’t move. Even in his sleep he was too excited to sleep beside you to risk making you uncomfortable.

When the crow came, you pretended not to notice. You only decided to open your eyes when he began to rock you gently awake in his arms. He must have been too distracted to tell how deep your breathing was– how obvious it was you were awake. Distracted by what? Sleep? The crow? Your face? Was it worse thinking about the way you looked to him or was it worse– was it more pathetic– knowing you were too afraid to fall asleep next to him? You, a pillar, too afraid to sleep.

“Y/n? Hey…we have to go…c’mon, we have to go now. I’m sorry.”

How long did you let him whisper sweet things he would never say when you were awake?

How long did you let him stroke your hair?

At least until it was too unreasonable to pretend anyone could sleep through the racket of a crow in their window.

Not long enough to let your daydream put lives in danger.

Not long enough.

Why’d you do it?

“Ne..mi.”

You had every chance to go home after the mission.

Why’d you do it?

Why’d you come back? You couldn’t even last a month. Why’d you go back home with him? How’d he convince you to stay in the first place?

“Sane…mi..”

Was the demon good karma? Was the crow warning you not to be lulled to sleep in the arms of the man you loved? They gave you an escape. You wasted your chance.

Did you fight a demon tonight? Why did it hurt? Were you hurt? Were you warm? Of course the demon wasn’t karma. You were a pillar, of course you did your job. Of course you killed the demon. Of course you came back home. You were hurt. Of course you needed help. Where was Sanemi?

Why did it hurt?

Do your job Y/n, shut up and do your job.

Your shoulder? Are you bleeding? It’s cold. Are you home? It's wet. This must be the forest. Where’s Sanemi?

Do your job. Stop the bleeding.

“Y/n”

The demon broke through the tree line and suddenly you were pulling yourself up out of the dewy grass. Your sword was wrapped to your hand with the remanence of your haori– your white haori to match your master. Why weren’t you strong enough to hold it?

Fuck, what happened? When were you knocked unconscious? You took a second to size up your opponent, oozing orange from every orifice of its hole-filled body. The demon wriggled like a maggot and stood on two long legs, with a rounded head balancing at the very top. It’s body was riddled with those weeping, bleeding holes and you realized it must be the manifestation of rot.

You hadn't killed it. You never came home.

“Y/n!”

You tied your sword to your hand because your shoulder was injured. Right. Your shoulder, stop the bleeding! Your grip strength dwindled with every second, as did your consciousness. How did it hit you? What did it strike you with? Why did you dream of Sanemi?

And then it was suddenly on top of you–

Claws!

Claws and ooze filling another wound. It closed the gap too quickly and struck you clean through– through– through your stomach. Was it always this fast? Could you stop the bleeding? Stop the bleeding! Could you repair your shoulder? Please, you’re going to die! Could you make it back home to–

“Y/n!”

“Fuck!” You gasped and sat up so quickly Sanemi’s face got caught in the crossfire. He held his nose with a holler and stared at you from where he was kneeling.

Fuck. Where–

“Are you okay?!”

“Are you okay?!” You heaved and…heaved and heaved, “Am I…” and heaved, “am…” and heaved, “…where…”

You were in the middle of a splay of sheets and bedding. Against your skin was soft cotton, not grass. You bunched a pillow in your fist, not a sword. Blood stained the two futons underneath you. A hand cupped your face.

“Y/n what happened? What are you fighting?” Blood fell out of Sanemi’s nose like the goddamned tap, but his attention was set so firmly on you he didn’t notice. His head was cocked and his hands busied themselves wiping sweat from your brow and chest. He looked perfectly at home in such a wreck of a bedroom. Surrounded by torn and soiled sheets, staring with those wide intense eyes.

Blink damn you.

“Sanemi I’m so sorry, you’re bleeding everywhere.” He had to stop himself from throwing his head back in laughter. You cupped his face to wipe the blood from his nose out of his mouth, “This is not the kind of foreplay I–”

“Y/n stop!”

You weren’t gasping anymore.

“Stop deflecting, just talk to me.” He stopped his dabbing and snatched up your hands so they’d quit flitting around his face, “Are you okay?” And then he smiled with such concern it made you sick.

“I’m, I’m yeah, I…fine, I’m fine. We should really think of a..a um, a safe wor–”

“No jokes!”

Why was he smiling like that? How did he shout so loudly and look so soft at the same time?

“If–If I..” you murmured while he wiped his face with a pillowcase. He scooted closer to you. “If I don’t laugh about it, Sanemi…Sanemi I’ll just…”

“Try it. Just this once. What’s gonna happen?”

“I’ll…I’ll just…”

His grin relaxed, but didn’t disappear. It got even softer somehow, “You already got blood all over my favorite futon, what else could possibly go wrong?”

You jerked your hands away from his in a panic and clutched the gash in your shoulder. Warm blood soaked between your fingers and you realized the stains on the bedding weren’t from his bloody nose, but your injury from the mission earlier. Did you reopen it in your sleep– did you fall asleep?!

“That’s some pretty shoddy staunching.”

And then you started to cry.

He pressed his forehead against yours and sighed in relief, “Please let me help you.”

“N-Nemi I had such a terrible dream!” You let your face fall against his and wept into your nestled laps. You’d been plagued by nightmares since the start of your time in the corps, but had you ever let yourself cry about them in relief when you awoke?

“Sanemi I– I was alone! I’m sorry I ruined your sheets! I’m sorry I woke you up!”

You held your shoulder tightly to ward off the pain, until his hand took its place. It was impossible not to curl in on yourself. He’d lit a candle before you woke up to find the source of the bleeding and now the sun was starting to rise. It was impossible to hide from him with all that light. It was impossible to go back to sleep and you couldn’t run away.

“You’re safe here you messy fucker.”

You hiccuped softly as he began to wrap the wound in torn sheets. He pulled you into his lap to tie off the temporary bandage and let you linger even after he finished. You sniffled onto his soft, bare shoulder. He nestled into your shaking bloody one.

“Is this why you never spent the night?”

You could hear him speaking in your very bones from how deeply he sank into the crook of your neck. When you caught your breath, you made sure to reply softly against the shell of his ear, the spot where he was so sensitive.

“I never spent the night ‘cos I know how loudly you snore.”

He scoffed in frustration, but held you tighter. You wrapped your legs around his hips and steadied your breath into the warm skin of his bicep. This was better than having to look him in those wide worried eyes. You could talk later.

“I must have been…pretty tired to fall asleep with someone next to me.”

Was it a relief to wake up next to somebody for a change? You yawned as if to answer your own question.

“You sure it’s not just because you’ve got a thing for me?”

You still wanted to run away, but did the thought of staying make your heart clench in fear?

“Y/n? Hey?” Sanemi squeezed your hips. He dragged his fingertips down your back and peered at the world through your hair. A gentle snore escaped your mouth.

Clenching in fear? Nah, not now.

He leaned back a little so that your sleeping body could slump against him and chuckled as the sun finally crested the mountains outside his window. Blood dripped down his chest from his face and your shoulder, but he laid back anyway, determined to let you finally sleep peacefully even if it was bloody and sprawled on top of him. Even if you still smelled like orange goo.

Yeah, you could talk later.

part two >>

#sfw #sanemi x reader #slowly falling for this gentleman #oops i mean gremlin #kny #fluff #angst #fic

[weepinglevi]

whos your favorite fic writer/moots and why? Got any recommendations?

first off: pls know that if you're not listed here it doesn't mean i don't like you or your work, it simply means that i have a pea sized brain. love all of u. keep on writing. i really don't want anyone to feel bad (ask nia, i've been crying to her about it).

secondly: i'm not referring to them as my "favourite" cos i can't pick favourites, never really could. maybe that's why i'm simping for so many aot men at once ahaha.

and last but not least: this is going to be a long post so i'mma do all of us the favour and put it under the cut. i feel very soft today and have been listening to the titanic soundtrack for the better half of my day. bear with me, i'mma shower you with love. go check them out!

CHECK THE DNI TAGS ON THESE BLOGS BEFORE READING OR FOLLOWING, PLEASE!

this is in no particular order.

@kojinnie: my queen of angst. the other half of the princess-duo (i came to the conclusion that we're both princesses, we deserve to hang around in pretty dresses and have the time of our lives). especially dream me home still haunts my dreams. i love how you captured the pain and fear both of them feel. and i kind of view it as the start of our friendship, what with both of us writing about the mission to retake wall maria and you jumping into my dms after the fact. love you, kojin, and i only wish you the best.

@starrynightlys: shield-maiden claire. beautiful, talented, funny claire. i love you and i am so happy to have found you here, i really am. i know i've told you this multiple times but whenever i see you on my dash - either fighting off the floch anon or you posting memes, there's a big fat grin on my face. apart from your absolutely mesmerising presence, there's also one work in particular i always come back to: the beginning of forever. you are my source of happy levi content. when the world turns dark and i want him to be happy, i turn to this fic and to your blog in general. love you and i am dreaming of us listening to some good music in a park sometime soon!

@snkslush: luv! my first tumblr wife! this alone has gotten you a very special place in my heart ahah. i love the energy you have - whenever i see you on my dash i feel happy and it's because of how you interact with others. it's like i've known you since forever because of how easily i can talk to you. and reading your filthy thoughts about connie has set off my connie brainrot more than once ahaha.

your headcanons on how the aot boys react when their s/o tells them they want to be railed and also the follow-up still has me drooling. fucking love them. so accurate as well and i'm a slut for everyone ahha

@aotwrites: my lil sunflower. lil sis, you have no idea how happy you truly make me. i love the lil talks we have and i still remember the message you sent me when you were half-asleep, i always giggle when reading it ahah. just know that if you ever want, you can come up to me and ask me weird stuff lil sisters normally ask their bigger sisters. not that i have any good advice to give, but i have a lot of reaction pics to send!

it's very hard for me to pick out one of your fics to recommend - like i said, i have a problem with choosing favourites. but if i absolutely had to, it'd be all of the stars. cried my way through it. will cry again when i reread it. i cry a lot in general.

@arumiee: mars, i know we haven't talked much but our conversation about nurse!armin yesterday is still running around in my head. i can't wait to read about either armin or eren in scrubs, istg. you're so kind and happy-go-lucky, i usually feel nervous when tagging someone on a post but with you yesterday? no problem at all. you give me a sense of safety ahaha (pls don't think i'm weird, i'm actually not. or, yes, i am but in a good way). your purify me had me wanting to take a bath in holy water after reading it. preferably a bath with eren. i guess we're both headed to hell ahaha

@odmlevis: rizrizrizrizriz. i'm laughing right now because all i think of is our last conversation and it's hard to gather my thoughts whenever my mind goes to eren and reiner. or eren and jean - or jean and connie ahaha. i'll have all of them with me in the middle, pretty please.

but back to topic: your the most hurtful things they'd say to you still has my heart breaking. absolutely broken into pieces. because somehow you managed to put all of my worst fears into it. i don't know why i reread it on the regular (i do know, i'm a sucker for pain). other than that, i'm always so happy when i read your messages and when i see you out and about, making others happy with your lil "someone told me to tell you something"-thing you do so often. you're so precious, lemme smooch you.

@onyxoverride: onyx istg your blog is the place i go to if i am down bad. down bad bad. i know we rarely talk and me saying your blog is the place i take my horniness to might come off as weird but it's the truth. i even have problems with picking a favourite because goddamn they're all so good?? what is your secret? if there's a reason for me to go to hell (other than mars' purify me) it's gonna be because of ocean spit. do i have to elaborate further? eren's titan form is fucking hot and thank you for this delicious meal ahha. i am getting all flustered rn just by looking at the lil pic on top of your fic. i will see myself out now. love u onyx you are cool as hell (and i'm nervous as fuck - you're sitting at the cool kids' table in my head ahah - that's why i am so silent around u)

@1252291: and now to you. connie 2 my sasha. erwin smiths ball whore. twIN FLAME, LIGHT OF MY LIFE. buckle up cos we're in for a wild ride. i was debating whether or not to post every of your fics here, because i love all of them so much. i came up with a better idea tho: here's your masterlist. i will talk about two of your works in particular later on, but first you're gonna have to endure me violently showering you with kisses and love.

i haven't told you this before (shocking, i know) but ever since we started talking, i feel like i have a real-life friend again. i haven't had friends in a while and i am so fucking thankful to have you. i really am. i even told my therapist about you because he asked why i am so happy all of a sudden? newsflash: it's because of you.

usually, it was insomnia keeping me up at night but now it's because i am talking to you. and you have no idea how fucking great it feels to wake up in the morning and feel tired; not because some shitty thoughts kept me awake but because i was talking to a friend. i will forever love you for this. you've been there when i was at one of the darkest and loneliest stages of my life and lit up the fucking room with your personality and humour. thank you for being my light. for giving me the same feeling i have when rewatching lord of the rings. for being you. i will stop now but you know i will keep on loving you on main until i take my last breath.

now to your works. falling in love and stay forever. i think you already knew that these are the ones i hold dearest. i still think about felix and rue. i love felix and rue and my heart hurts when thinking of them. your way with words has characters coming to life and touching your heart in a way i've never experienced before. like i said, it felt like those are my friend who died. my fingers running through levi's hair, trying to make his endless pain go away. i am crying again. thank you for creating this. if you ever find the books you've written (or write a new one) i will buy a copy. or ten. have to have some to give away so i can promote your work.

i love u connie 2 my sasha. i really do.

#not me being soft on main #that's a new one ahah #recs

[lordxgrinnyxboy]

rewatching The Grinning Man once again,,2am edition,,just through Beauty and the Beast bc i had to give up and go to bed. @past me you really thought you were gonna. ha. haha. who ever said you’re not a funny clown.

‘ye gods’ is fully a tagphrase of barkilphedro’s. bc saying it at least twice makes it definitely a Thing.

josiana says Bark looks like a...~bug~...and ngl the cut of his coat + those limp antenna things on his hat do actually kinda create that effect. they really did make him look like a skittering creature

accidentally paused at such a moment where his head is angled just so and it’s so weird bc u can’t see the paint on his nose at this angle what

i could play barkilphedro. it would be a ghastly shame but i. no. i could though. no i couldn’t. but

everything bark says just sounds very...Like That.

gonna start doing eye makeup like bark’s

i have so many feelings about the fact that Mr. Maskell’s ensemble(?) character and Ms. Obianyo’s ensemble character stand beside each other for this scene

au where Gwyn’s mom lives and the two of them work as performers

no but fully that Green Cowl but also like. Ms. Obianyo’s entire outfit??? that is a Fantastic Look right There right There.

i like how Bark points at an audience member when he says “whose life is even worse than yours”

okay so the mist that comes up when Bark first says “laughter is the best medicine” plus the way Ms. Obianyo’s ensemble character Looks At Him plus the way Ms. Obianyo’s Ensemble Character and Mr. Maskell’s Ensemble Character stand next to each other plus the fact that this is all Barkilphedro telling the story of events he perpetrated and whatnot just generally the whole look of the bit gives me Feelings like these particular two ensemble characters are almost sort of the ghosts of Gwyn’s mom and kinda sorta who Gwyn could’ve been but also not but also Kinda

i’m just so very emotional and love seeing these two together they look amazing and i love them DX

Josiana’s Introduction/Portrait dress looks fantastic and im mad she doesn’t get to keep it

London!Jojo’s costume is better

genuinely still can’t believe Clarence is Ursus

but it’s kinda ironic tho since it’s by Clarence’s orders that Bark was ever in the situation where ‘hmm guess i havvvve to mutilate this kid’s face lol, that’s too bad” was a thought htat occurred to him so i mean both of Ursus’ characters had a hand in what happened

clarence is like “look at my unhappy children/what a tonic for my pain” ursus is like “...” and dea’s like “look at your unhappy children father i dare u”

the lords on palace hill are a gift

Ms. Brisson is just a truly adorable individual i love her ensemble character

also the material on the sort of dress/aprons the Lords wear? the print kind of looks like a map to me but idk if that’s what it is?

Osric’s “Welcome to the Stokes-Croft Faire” is like. one of the top 10 most iconic moments of the show for me negl. maybe even top 5. It’s got this particular energy i can’t describe but it’s So Good

i feel like in this scene like the top half of Mr. Maskell’s face is painted white(er) which looks fabulous once the bandages + cowl are added like heavens above but also with the whole “ooooh that’s the ghost of pre-barkilphedro!Gwynplaine” angle it’s interesting w/how Jojo’s got that bit of white paint/powder as well and it looks like Dirry-Moir’s whole face is painted at least for this number like Ooooh Is That A Lord Thing idk but it’s a Vibe

i once again think it’s interesting that it’s the actors for Angelica and Jojo who are in the picture frame for “Chained Beasts Fighting” considering how Jojo and Angelica seem to for real not get along so well during the play’s events

i’ve another theory abt mr. hubert

bark’s really like all up on Mr Maskensemblecharacter for the “stab an old man with a needle” bit.

i’ve tried so hard to figure out what the heck that could mean but all i can find is “they’re probably referring to murdering ppl with hat pins” u-u

yo the artwork on the walls behind them Wowie

gosh i love Osric

the little dance thing they do after “I’ve got the misery” is something i yearn for like. pls.

idk if anyone gets more into that last Laughter is the Best Medicine choreo than mr. Dirry-Moir like. he is positively Aggressive with it

the drum or whatever makes that little repeating like, three-point, one-two-three over and over toward the peak of this song is like. i don’t know what i was about to say but I Like This Part Of The Song Even Though It Is Very Stressful And Intense

idk man gwyn just looks Really Good when ursus pulls back that curtain like idk if it’s the way he’s standing or the way he’s moving however slightly or what he’s doing with his hands but like. A+ Gwynlit you look fantastic right here

i like how initially he looks just at Ursus but then kind of looks directly into the camera. sort of fancy the notion that in order to get through shows Gwyn’s kind of particular about where he looks and will try to focus on Ursus and Dea as much as possible but otherwise kind of just tries to not really See the audience maybe or something

oh hey that’s Born Broken that’s music boxing hangon lemme go back what plays for

i don’t reckona- give me a minute - i don’t. recognize. there we go. the music box sound that  plays for gwyn

dea is So Pretty

“I shall put my money where my mouth is” dirry-moir that is a most unfortunate turn of phrase

ngl gwyn always looks like he’s having a good time doing up the Drama for his act as Clarence

shadow!gwyn’s hair is next level kinds of floofy magnificence

even his bandages look amazing

“Sonny” :}

no but when Gwyn walks little puppet!Gwyn up the ramp to the ship but Dea’s helping and so they wind up standing Very Close and there’s Height Difference i’m sorry but they are Adorable

i reall like the ocean effect they do

Dea’s cowl look is Exquisite

can’t actually remember for real for real but i’m fairly confident that Mr. Maskell’s “MOTHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER MOTHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER” was at least 67% of what initially forced me to fall in love with this show so Thank You Mr. Maskell For That

the cowl + bandages just looks so good i don’t know what to say. that’s a Look right there. the eye makeup? the hair? The Bandages and Cowl? I’m sorry who says this is not a handsome boy?

he looks amzing

puppet!gwyn constantly looks like he’s got one eyebrow raised thanks to how the eye area is carved

i want to know how Ursus thought he wasn’t going to wind up with a couple of the most dramatic chidlren on the earth like when did he think there was a chance they wouldn’t both turn out Dramatic

high note hazlit has arrived

i wish that in the Osric Raises Gwyn au there was some way for Osric to meet like Ghost!Hazlit or i don’t even know but. they need. to meet each other.

Osric’s got vibes and i don’t know what they are but they’re so powerful and they move me to intense affection

it’s Ridiculously Tall-looking Gwyn time. he goes to stand up straight and keeps on Extending

he really just keeps his eyes on the puppet at all times tho

“your little hat can find out what it means” i know he said ‘heart’ but he said ‘hat’ gwyn needs a hat send tweet

book gwyn got to have a hat

don’t worry gwynlit osric’s gonna take care of that in the au

dea’s so cute

so when Ursus says “for certain, it would be no man” is that like a heads-up that they changed the wolf’s name bc now it isn’t Homo anymore or

it’s 3am now and im only 20 minutes in help me dea

forearms

the “No” “Yes, yes” when Ursus first gives him the Crimson Lethe kills me every single time bro.

how long is this post do i need to shut up yet

i’ve babbled for longer before i think we’re good

And Ursus Gave The Boy A Name. A Cruel Name. A Name That Means “Wow That Debilitating Wound Carved Into Your Actual Face Must Hurt Pretty Bad Huh Kidlet”

arms

still mad about the fact that Ursus mentions “Melt into mist/no longer exist” and Barkilphedro uses those Exact Words

i always assume they’re talkin about going to Murca but i mean technically anywhere could be the ‘new world’ huh

forearm

see the one thing i

when he says “we’ll come back to the place where once we were lost in the snow” now im thinking about adult!lord!Gwyn revisiting like. the actual place. where it all Happened like. imagine adult!Gwyn going back to the gallows-site and just.

under angelica’s reign it’s probably converted into a memorial instead ofc and is no longer a gallows-site but still

puppet!Dea doesn’t wear shoes

when puppet!Dea first goes “Mojo?” puppet!Gwyn kinda reaches toward her for a sec like he’s Concerned

Dirry-Moir waving at Dea like he’s trying to figure if she really is blind smh

cowl gwyn is such a phenomenal look

GWYN DOES THE FOOT WIGGLE DURING THE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST SCENE I JUST NOW NOTICED

HIS FOOT IS ACTUALLY FLAT ON THE GROUND SO INSTEAD OF IT BEING A LITTLE HEEL SHAKE IT’S MORE LIKE A LIL ANKLE TWISTY BUT. !!

puppet!Gwyn fiddles with his shirt/vest a lot

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the lil motion with his head after the Kiss tho rlly does look suspicious like the “twinge (of unspeakable agony)” motion tho

love how Osric just runs along to go with to see the rest of the show like. he’s into it.

[r-ahh-mi]

Empty Cups

Requested: you should do a rami smut based off the song ‘empty cups’ by charlie puth it is NEEDED pls listen to the song and you’ll unDERSTAND

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Warnings: Sexual Content, Alcohol Usage, Cheating, & Swearing.

Word Count: 5.1k

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A/N: I made this Josh...hope that’s okay! Also, thank you so much for requesting this because it got me sooo inspired that i think i’ll make this a multi chapter, maybe??? and collab with another writer????? Lemme know what you guys think xx

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It was so cold outside -- the dress that I chose was less then enough fabric to cover up my legs which were beginning to feel numb, but it was worth it; so damn worth it.

I was doing something that most would see as terrible and the saddest, most sadistic part was that I didn’t care. It wasn’t often that I was selfish in life; I would say i’m quite the giver and usually retire to worrying about others more than myself, but tonight was about me.

Dressing up to impress a man who wasn’t my beloved boyfriend was something I’d never thought to be doing, and yet here I am in the frigid winter cold, risking my relationship for what? Even I wasn’t completely sure. All I knew is that my mind was made up and I was going to seek out a resolution to these feelings I had been having, regardless of who was hurt and who was pleased.

Some would say that i’m a terrible person and ‘blah blah blah’, i realize this, but this man was something I couldn’t get my thoughts away from. Every time my boyfriend slid his arm across my shoulder, I pictured it was Josh. Every time my boyfriend and I engaged in any type of sexual behavior, I pictured it was Josh and as much as I didn’t want these feelings i would miss them terribly should they leave.

To make things every bit worse, my boyfriend was nothing but a saint to me. He treated me good and i couldn’t think of a single thing to complain about when it came to him, except for the fact that he wasn’t him. He wasn’t the Josh that I’d met a year ago through our mutual friend, Sam, and the Josh who stole my heart from the minute I laid eyes on his tousled hair and smug attitude. He already had me in the palm of his hand and yet he had zero idea of it. The only person who knows how I feel is Sam. Of course, Sam is an angel and told me to just stop thinking about him--if she only knew. Should it had been that easy, I wouldn’t be in this situation because, of course, I don’t want these thoughts. Me and my boyfriend have been together for 3 years and what we have is good, but Josh; Josh had something and I couldn’t quite comprehend what it was exactly that drew me to him so much, but it was something I wasn’t quickly able to rid myself of or even remotely start to forget about...which brings me to my current situation.

Josh was having a party and I couldn’t resist the chance at finally doing what I've fantasized about for the past year. His lips on my skin, his hands gripping my thighs, his body slick and hot, and his breath even hotter. No matter how much this could screw everything up and no matter if I would regret it the instant it happened, this was something that I needed to do. Maybe if I just do this it’ll get out of my system or it’ll be less than what my expectations were and then I can move on. That’s it -- this is for the purpose of moving on.

My first clanged against the front wooden door as I winced at the cold air hitting all of my exposed skin. To my dismay, it wasn’t Josh who had opened the door, but his sister, Hannah, as she greeted me with a smile and one armed hug, her other hand being occupied with a red plastic cup.

“Is Josh around?”, I asked as I rid my body of the heavy wool coat that was previously shielding me from frigid temperatures and hung it onto a nearby rack.

“‘Course!”, Hannah slurred, “I think he’s in the living room.”

I patted her shoulder, giggling as she quickly got distracted as she tip toed over to the kitchen, letting out various sounds of excitement as she slid into a group of people I assumed were her friends.

The bass was heavy as it thumped from speakers set in the living room as various people were littered around them. Groups and pairs of people were chatting, drinking, making out, or a good mixture of both as I took in my surroundings, attempting to find the one person I had come to see.

“Addie!” Suddenly, tiny arms were hugging me around my middle while I smiled, immediately knowing that all too familiar voice.

“Hi Sam”, I laughed, spinning myself around to get a good look at the blonde who still kept her arms around my waist.

Her eyes were glazed over as the affects from the nearly empty cup, in her hand, started to change her physical appearance, but that didn’t change the welcoming smile she always seemed to wear.

“Now Sam, how drunk are we right now?”

“We are not drunk, but I am drunk enough”, she giggled, taking the last sip from her cup and setting it on a nearby table.

“You look fancy.” Sam grabbed my hand, forcing my body to move as I twirled in circle.

“What’s all this for?”

Of course I wasn’t going to tell her it was for Josh. She would immediately pass judgement onto me and force me to go home or be tethered to her for the rest of the evening, so I settled for a little white lie.

“Just felt like looking nice is all”, Sam gave an approving nod as she reached in the nearby tub of ice and pulled out a shiny new beer can.

“No Adam tonight?”

Oh, Adam. I had nearly forgotten that Josh had also invited my boyfriend to this party, but the secret was that I hadn’t even bothered to tell Adam about the party at all. Instead, I settled to tell him I was hanging out with Sam tonight, which wasn’t entirely a lie, I was, indeed, with Sam right at this very moment.  Of course, I knew that wasn’t a good excuse, but it still cleared a portion of my conscious that was scolding me for wanting something so wrong.

“Nope”, I answered with a pop of my lips as a familiar laugh rang from a distance.

Josh was intermingling with a mixed group of guys and girls. He spoke so confidently and poised as he listened and chimed into the conversation whenever necessary, that is until he caught my eyes staring at him. Quickly, I darted my gaze away, dramatically turning my head to focus back on Sam.

“Addison...” Sams tone was both disapproving and a bit concerned as she kept switching her gaze from me to somewhere behind me or rather someone.

“Hmm?”

“Please stop.”

“Stop what?” Of course, I knew what she was referring to, but playing dumb seemed like a safe way to keep my little plan for the evening under wraps. 

Sam sighed as she took a long swig from her beer and turned around, giving me a clear view of Josh and the group he was with. Immediately, our eyes found each other as Josh sent a smile towards me.

“Adam is a nice guy..”

“I know Sam, I know, but i’m not doing anything wrong.”

She took a deep breath before taking a long swig out of her beer as we just stared at one another. Her trying to figure out my motivations, i’m sure, and me trying to figure out if she was buying the bullshit I was feeding her.

“I just don’t want things to get messed up for you is all; i do it because I care.”

I smiled, placing my hand affectionately on her shoulder and fully preparing to lie through my teeth. “I know you do Sam, but honestly. I’m not doing anything wrong.”

Sam nodded as Mike came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her as she pressed her back into his chest. 

I watched as they both flirted with one another and began subconsciously moving to the pop music that was blaring through out the lodge. Their puppy love was something amazing to see; they were a fresh couple and still getting to know one another and that stage in a relationship is something to be truly treasured because it doesn’t last nearly as long as it needs to..or maybe with me and Adam it just didn’t... i’m not sure. Adam was my first and only relationship so I was by no means an expert, but it just seemed like our little ‘hopelessly in love’ phase came and went within a month or two and things just started to go a tad bland. 

“We’re gonna go upstairs. Are you okay to be alone?”

I nodded, smiling and shooing Sam and Mike away as I watched them waltz up the staircase, sparing each other little kisses and movements of affection until they were out of my view.

“Hey Ad.”

My body couldn’t have twisted around fast enough as I turned to face the deep, familiar tone as he stood directly in front of me, arms crossed over his chest, making his biceps even more pronounced then they usually were.

“Hi Josh.”

Though he tried to hide it with a quick flick beneath his eyelashes, I saw the way he eyed me up; gazing up and down my tightly fit dress and then respectfully back up to my face. 

“What’s the occasion for this type of outfit?”

My answer was similar to the one I gave Sam -- a shrug and humble, “Just wanted to dress up.”

Josh nodded, taking a sip of his beer as he brushed his eyes down my body again, but on this instance he took his time. One could argue that he had possibly had a lot to drink already which is why he had become so shameless and bold, but i didn’t care. As long as he was noticing me the way I wanted him to, then it was alright with me.

His lips were puckered ever so slightly, his eyes glossed, and his pointer finger was gently thumping against the plastic cup in his hand, making a dull ‘ping’ sound and I wanted nothing more than to grab the back of his neck and kiss him as if it was my last day on earth.

Alas, I did not. I had self control, at least for now I did and the self control was larger due to me being scared to initiate anything. This was something i’d dreamt of and pictured for the past year and I wasn’t about to waste the night so quickly when I could be patient and take the time to enjoy his company and, of course, I hoped that he would accept the kind of company I wanted to give him.

“You wanna dance?” Through my long and terribly false lashes, I glanced back up to Josh’s face, taking note of the hand that was now placed at his side and slightly out stretched, ready to embrace me if I were to accept his invitation.

“Sure”, I nodded with an all too cool tone, even though my mind was internally screaming everything in a voice so opposite; one could even compare it to a high pitched squeal.

Our fingers latched together as Josh smoothly glided the both of us through the crowd of dancing and intertwined bodies until he found a big enough free space for the both of us. Instantly, our bodies meshed perfectly together as we both started off by simply swaying our hips, but still keeping a safe distance of a couple inches from each other. However, this distance didn’t last long as Josh slowly slithered his hand around my waist, pulling my front closer to his  until we both looked as if we were connected to one another by our hips.

The second I felt our bodies brush against one another I knew this was going to be it. It was for sure going to happen tonight and suddenly I grew needy and impatient, much opposed to my feelings earlier, but I knew I was ready for it. I’d been thinking of this exact scenario for the past year after all.

Swiftly, I turned my body around, letting Josh adjust his hand until his palm lay flat on the fabric covering my stomach as I pressed my back against his chest while we continued swaying and grinding to the upbeat music. 

Josh’s other hand rid itself of its beer and came to lay against the top of my thigh, making me shiver as he gently pressed my body further against his, making my ass grind against his groin. Although the music was loud, I could still hear the sharp intake of breath he took as his reaction to this new found body contact we were both attempting to familiarize the other with. However, it didn’t take long for us  both to naturally get comfortable with the other -- we were always quick to adapt when it came to each others company. 

One song, two songs..who knows what number deep worth of songs we got until I decided that enough was enough, but i’m just happy that I had mustered up enough confidence to do so as I slid my arm up Josh’s body til it laid on the back of his neck as I gently nudged him to lean down towards me.

“Wanna go upstairs?”, I whispered into his ear as his grip around my waist slightly loosened, making me fear that I was taking this too far.

Josh knew that I had a boyfriend, maybe that was what was causing this sudden hesitation, but that also didn’t stop him from asking me to dance. Not to mention, the dancing was definitely not PG 13. Maybe he just thought I was a tease and, so far, had we really done anything wrong yet? I was merely just dancing with my friend, wasn’t I?

I felt a hand intertwine with mine as they led me out of the sweaty, dancing crowd and it wasn’t until we began to head for the bottom of the stairs that I saw it was Josh leading the way as he briefly looked back at me, eyes seeming to ask if I was sure, but I already knew that answer all too well. 

A small smile from me reassured him as he kept our hands laced together while we both climbed the stairs. Various others couples were littered in the upper hallway -- kissing, groping, and some even doing more than that all lingered about as Josh reached for the handle on his bedroom door.

Twisting the knob, gasps from two scarcely clothed people twitched from their previously kissing positions on Josh’s bed as he gave them an angered glare. The pair both nodded and scrambled to grab their clothes as they made their way up and out of Josh’s room, leaving us both in nullified silence, except for the familiar bass thump that had now become normal to be flowing throughout the lodge.

At first, it was incredibly awkward...and i’m willing to blame my lack of any alcohol in my system for this feeling, but I knew it wasn’t totally to blame. Josh was thinking, just as I too was thinking as we stood in his room in silence. Thinking about how much I wanted him and how much he wanted me, thinking about the fact that my boyfriend was sat at home, oblivious to my affair I was trying to indulge in. Lastly, thinking about how this would change things, if it even would change anything, but I think, deep down, we both knew that it was bound to make things different. It’s rare that you have sex with anyone and not feel different around them, right? Was it possible to be that intimate with someone, regardless of the strings or lack there of attached during the heat of the moment, and bounce right back to your places in the world?

I jumped slightly as I heard my phone chime from my back pocket. Josh had seemed startled by the breaking of the silence as well as he watched me with wide owl eyes as I plucked my phone from my back pocket. That’s when I started to feel incredibly guilty about this entire thing, in fact, I nearly ran straight out of that room as soon as I saw my boyfriends name flash across my phones screen.

I continued to stare at the home screen for far too long as I felt a pair of hands snake around my waist from behind. Plump lips began to leave kisses on the back of my neck and whatever guilt I was feeling before hand quickly disappeared as I closed my eyes and leaned my head back to rest on Josh’s shoulder as he moved his lips to the side of my neck. His kisses were soft to start, then began to get much more rough as his teeth grazed against the taut skin as he started to suck on my neck, making me whine out his name as my other arm snaked up and around the back of his neck.

Just as Josh’s hands began to wander upward, my phone went off again, making me quickly pull my phone back out from my pocket with a frustrated groan.

“Turn it off”, Josh muffled against my skin, as his hands smoothed the curvature of my waist, nearly touching my bust.

“I can’t just turn it off, he’ll start to worry Josh..” My finger hovered over the ‘answer’ button, fully prepared to pick up the phone call even if it was just to put Adam’s mind at ease that I was not in harms way..unless you considered Josh’s lips nibbling on my skin a type of harm.

“If you turn it off, then he’ll just think your phone died or something.”

I pondered on Josh’s words, still not completely convinced that I should listen to him, until he moved his hand up to my left breast, giving it a slight squeeze as his teeth nibbled on my ear lobe. His hot breath fanned against my ear making me instantly hold the right side button to turn off my phone as I slipped the device back into my back pocket and spun my body around.

This was the first time we had really made eye contact since being alone in his room and it was a heated stare to say the very least. Josh’s eyes were narrowed on me as his hands returned to my waist, pulling my body flush against his as he rested our foreheads together.

“Are you sure you want this?”

Was that even a question? Of course I wanted it, but I guess me turning my phone off, not to mention requesting that we go upstairs together, wasn’t enough for Josh to see that this is all I had thought about and I couldn’t want anything more right at this very moment.

I nodded, looking him dead in the eye as my hands came up to cup the sides of his face, to which he responded my leaning his head towards my palm and resting his cheek there.

“I just don’t want you to regret it, you know what I mean? I hope you don’t think i’m pressuring you or trying to seduce you or..fuck maybe I am but-”

I shushed him by bringing my pointer finger up to his lips, shaking my head as I smiled at his hesitance which really only made me admire him more because he was nervous. I too was nervous, I couldn’t lie about that, but I also knew for certain that I wanted him, but the fuzziest part of it all was that I wasn’t sure if it was sexually or emotionally...but I chose to give in to the sexual craving for now. Worrying about any other kinds of feelings I may have would just cause tonight and everything that would ensue in the next several minutes (or hours) to be filled with anxiety and second guessing and I wasn’t having any of it. 

I had waited much too long to be with him; I wasn’t about to waste this special time together on tentative actions and questioning of every move, so i’m stopping, right here, right now and i’m merely just going to be his in this very moment. My mind is free and i’m just going with the first thought and feeling and reaction I felt.

“Kiss me Josh.”

It was as if we had both just been waiting for the other to verbally announce that what we were doing, or rather, thinking about doing was okay, as our mouths lurched towards one another, lips smacking together as our open mouths ate each other up in a desperate fashion. Josh’s hands reached down to the back of my thighs, effortlessly lifting my body up as I wrapped my legs around his waist for support.

Our lips remained attached as the back of his legs hit the edge of the bed, making him sloppily fall onto the mattress, taking me down with him as I straddled his sitting form. For a moment, he just studied me as his fingers combed through my tangled hair, thanks to the wet snow that ruined the perfect curls I had attempted to make prior to the party.

“What?” I questioned.

He shook his head as he smiled at him, taking his thumb and rubbing it against my cheek as he slowly drew his lips nearer to mine until a delicate kiss was left to fill in the distance. Our mouths were so slow this time, happily taking their time to get acquainted with the others as our heads tilted and turned and pressed harder into each other as Josh’s hands slipped under the fabric of my dress that had now been piled up by my waist. I shivered as his cold hands touched my bare skin and it felt even better than anything I could have imagined over the past year.

I remembered one night, gliding my own hands up and over the curve of my hips to my waist and up to breasts, to my lower back, imaging it was Josh’s tanned fingers climbing all over my skin, but my imagination was severely losing compared to the real feel of his hands on me as his fingers gripped the fabric of my dress and began slowly pulling it up and over my upper half until our lips disconnected so I could allow Josh to slip my top up and over my head.

“Your turn.” I quirked, tugging lightly on his t shirt as I too let my hands slip underneath the fabric, allowing my finger tips to graze the muscles of his abdomen all the way up to his broad chest until I had a good grip on his t shirt and was able to lift it and discard it onto the floor.

“I’ve wanted this for so long”, I mumbled against his lips.

However, I was taken aback as Josh lightly pushed his face away from me. “You’ve thought about this before?”

Suddenly, I was very self conscious of the little secret I decided to spill as I nervously diverted my eyes to anywhere but his face.

“Hey, I've thought about this too, I just didn’t know you had been thinking about it as well”, Josh brushed his hands up and down my bare back and even the faintest touch of his fingers grazing the back of my bra was making me shiver.

“Addie.” Slowly, I turned my eyes to him as he had a smile that showed pure enjoyment as he pressed a kiss to my lips.

“Do I have permission to take off your clothes and fuck you senseless now?”

Although Josh’s whispered words made me hold my breath for a second, I couldn’t move fast enough as I leaned forward with enough force to knock Josh on his back, having me straddling his waist as his hands moved to my ass, giving it a good squeeze.

His hands found the back of my bra, unclasping it within the first or second try, as his hands moved to my breasts in an instant. Needing them and pinching the small pink nubs, making me winch and grind my hips against the very present bulge that was pressing into my lightly clothed center.

“Less clothing please”, I requested as I got up from my straddling position and began unbuttoning my jeans.

Josh watched on, body weight leaning back onto his elbows, as I stripped down to my simple, yet complimenting, panties. “Should I take these off myself or would you like to do the honors?”

“Oh please”, Josh outstretched his arms so his hands rested on my hips, “Allow me.”

Within minutes, we were both completely naked with one another as I climbed back onto the bed. This time, Josh climbed between my spread legs as we both continued to sloppily and aggressively kiss, until Josh’s lips began to travel down my body, from my lips to my neck, down to my breast until he was kissing my lower stomach, mere inches from where I wanted him the most.

Josh hummed a ‘mmm’ as he gave a lick to my lower lips, admiring the way they tasted while he spread my legs wide open with his hands as he indulged in eating me out. His tongue danced between my clit and my entrance as he took long licks up and down until he settled on moving his tongue in circles against the sensitive nub. My hands immediately went to my inner thighs, squeezing and pinching them as I relished in this feeling that Josh was making me feel so good and the best part was, I had no guilt, no remorse, and zero regrets about any of this, at least for now I didn’t. I was merely just enjoying how well he was taking care of me.

However, as much as I would’ve love to cum from his mouth alone, I wanted to feel him deep inside me when I finally hit my climax, so I tugged a bit on his hair, making him come up for air as he looked at me.

“I don’t want to cum yet”, Josh was all but a cocky smirk as he moved back up the bed to again rest between my legs, the tip of his cock pressing teasingly against my wet lips.

“Before I forget...”, Josh fumbled to quickly reach for his side table, moving his hand around until he found the foil packet he had been in search of.

“Thank god someone remembered”, I laughed, pushing the hair away from my sweaty forehead as I watched on with lust as he moved the material over his sizable and erect length.

“Now, where were we.” Josh hitched one of my legs over his shoulder, resting his palm on my opened thigh as he took a hold of his dick and slowly pressed his tip into my entrance. 

This contact alone was a billion times better then what my fingers could do while I was imagining this very thing with Josh and I couldn’t hold back my moan as he filled me up completely with one swift thrust.

“Fuck”, Josh winced as he started slowly moving his hips, pushing himself in and out of me as my leg still rested on his shoulder.

“You feel so fucking good.”

“Better than you imagined?”

“Fuck yes.”

Eventually we switched up positions, me on all fours and Josh lining himself up at my entrance from behind just before giving one of my ass cheeks a slight smack, making me moan and playfully wiggle my ass as if it were a tempting treat, which to him, i knew it was.

Due to the wetness between my legs, he slipped into me with ease and just started pounding roughly as his hands gripped my hips harshly. Thank god for the heavy music, the movie Josh had flicked on beforehand, and the other copious amounts of people who were doing the same thing we were doing because my moans were loud and unable to be held back as our skin smacked against each other with a loud sound.

“Mmm, i’m close” Josh groaned as he moved his hand around my body so he could move his fingers in a circular motion on my clit.

I bent upward from his touch on the sensitive area as I immediately climaxed around him as Josh continued fucking me roughly through the intense orgasm. I hadn’t felt an orgasm like that..ever I don’t believe. No way could Adam make me feel like this, no possible way.

Just as my body began to calm down, Josh pulled out of me, stretching out his legs so they stood flat against the floor. I turned around to see him pumping his now bare cock in his hand at a fast pace as he watched me while I scooted towards the end of the bed.

“Allow me”, I replicated his words from earlier as he smiled down at me before pressing the tip of his cock against my lips. I gave him a good lick before completely taking his tip into my mouth and once I got a good hold on him, he removed his hand completely and let me just make him feel good as my tongue worked its skills on him, bathing him with my mouth as I licked every vein and ridge of him until I was feeling him in the back of my throat.

A couple movements from his hips and he was shooting his load down my mouth as he steadied his hands on my shoulders, keeping himself afloat and standing until he was satisfied and completely spent from his orgasm.

I watched as he opened his eyes for the first time post orgasm and, I admit, I was a little scared for his reaction because this was, after all, the afterword of what we had done. Would he immediately regret it? Would he tell me to leave now that he had gotten what he wanted from me?

“Want to watch a movie?” 

That was hardly the response I had expected, but nevertheless I was extremely happy with it as we both snuggled up our nude forms together under his covers and watched the television that he had turned on prior to the loud and intense sex we had just had.

I thought for sure guilt would flood me as soon as we were spent, but it hadn’t. The name Adam or any thought pertaining to my boyfriend hadn’t even crossed my mind, all I was thinking about was Josh’s arm around my shoulder, our fingers intertwined, and the fact that we were seeking out a little sanctuary in his bedroom, while all the other people my age were out there getting fucked and shit faced. I liked this little sanctuary. I could get used to this.

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[shijiujun]

history3 ep 6 - i’m sorry

HAHAHA gosh okay so there’s this thing - i get a deathly case of secondhand embarrassment and WOW this ep’s restaurant scene is the epitome of that and i couldn’t make myself go through it and had to quickly press press press the fast forward button to get to the end because obviously shao fei has no idea what he’s doing and tang yi is totally like regretting his decision to come out and eat with shao fei so I’M SORRY GUYS I REALLY CAN’T TELL U WHAT HAPPENS IN THE SCENE OTHER THAN SHAO FEI AND TANG YI ORDERING FOOD

but i did make myself sit through the part where shao fei moves over to sit on tang yi’s side of the table and tries to feed him. i can see the total regret on his face.

LOL okay i think one of the touching parts of this episode is when shao fei returns to the team and he’s obviously scared of police chief, so he asks the girl junior who obviously has a crush on him where the police chief is, and if he’s in a good mood today - police chief appears right behind him and yells “not good!”, and shao fei tries to get out of it by 1. reminding police chief that he should concentrate on his daughter’s (i think, pls correct me if im wrong) wedding rather than his SMALL little mistake 2. he’s still sick, running a bit of a fever and his arm hasn’t healed BUT obviously police chief doesn’t give two shits and hits him where it hurts

police chief: “the previous time you wrote 3000 words (for his apology/reflection letter) and you obviously haven’t learnt anything, this time you wanna write 5000?”

shao fei: “oh come on, you can’t just increase the word count from 3000 to 5000 at a go!”

and then police chief drags him to interpol and the head/chief there to apologize for jeopardising the operation they were on, and obviously the chief ain’t happy with shao fei, calling him impulsive and unthinking of his actions as he not only jeopardised the previous mission for thailand, but this one as well - police chief, awwww he’s a softie and obviously cares about shao fei a lot despite how much he yells at him, says, “sir, shao fei is actually very hardworking and serious about his job”

to which the interpol chief threatens police chief, that if he doesn’t control shao fei, he’ll go to their bosses and tell them that they aren’t working together anymore and replace the investigative team with another one, so police chief has no choice but to promise that this is the last time that shao fei will do smth like this again

and awww outside, police chief smiles and praises shao fei for not talking back to the interpol chief, and shao fei admits that he was at fault, and then cheekily says that, well the interpol chief isn’t police chief - police chief scoffs and goes: “so you’ll be obedient in front of him but because it’s me you always talk back and argue with me?”

cue the light hitting again, and shao fei says that’s not the case, it’s because he knows police chief is the best, and thanks him for having his back inside, and police chief obviously is happy but pretends to be irked - awwwww they obviously care about each other a lot and police chief has a soft spot for shao fei despite everything - of course, because with the way shao fei works i’m not sure if i was boss i wouldn’t have like gone out of my mind

they return to the cafe/restaurant the previous mission was at, before shao fei and tang yi were kidnapped, to see if there are any clues as to who abducted them both and just as shao fei is talking to zhao zi, he turns around and catches sight of chen wen hao - and okay he’s cute but srsly what would him yeling at chen wen hao and catching up to him do at this point? of course chen wen hao leaves before they can catch up to him

whoooo cool mob boss tang yi - i’ve got to admit that chris wu in this role is damn excellent and he’s got the mob boss vibe in this case - he asks jack if he’s found out who abducted/attacked him, and jack says he needs a bit more time, and tang yi goes: “i hope i won’t be waiting too long.” 

they get to the store and LOL as expected shao fei is there waiting for him with a GAUDY AS HECK SUIT OMG FLOWER PRINTS SHAO FEI FLOWER PRINTS AND TANG YI IS LIKE “it’s not suitable” and okay fine shao fei you win with that cute pout

so shao fei puts the suit back on the racks and thank god, and you can see that tang yi, consciously or unconsciously, is super amused by him. at this point i don’t think tang yi likes him that way yet, but he definitely has a soft spot for him whether he knows it or not - anw tang yi smiles and sits down and asks: “so what is it today? did you pick up something else of mine? or are you going to bring me for ‘coke + add spicy’ (referring to the earlier scene where they’re eating and shao fei is feeding him right, basically while i was avoiding the scene as much as i could, shao fei was showing tang yi (against the man’s will LOL) how to eat spicy food and then washing it down/adding to the effect with coke)?”

anw gosh shao fei always asks the same questions, so he asked if tang yi really had nothing to do with wang kun cheng’s death, and then to catch tang yi’s attention he says that he’s figured out who abducted/attacked them that day - that it’s chen wen hao and shao fei (correctly) guesses that tang yi was there that day to catch a glimpse of him after getting word that chen wen hao might turn up

tang yi, as always, neither confirms nor denies, just asks: “why are you saying all these?”

shao fei bb basically points out that tang yi more or less challenged and fucked with chen wen hao directly, and shao fei doesn’t want tang yi to be defeated by the man so early in the game, and tang yi is like “i’m not worried”

shao fei goes to sit next to him and i like that they’re really quite comfortable to the extent that tang yi aint like about to throw him off the couch and shao fei just does it without thinking of the distance between them - and omgahhhhh he stares at him for so long, and when tang yi asks what he wants to ask for real, shao fei simply sighs and says, “these past 4 years, no matter what i asked you, you always have this (poker) expression and i’ve resigned myself to the fact. i’d rather do my own investigation and find out, or.... wait for you to want to tell me.”

OH MY GOD THAT’S KIND OF... THAT’S TRUST MAN. THAT’S TRUST. and okay i may be reading too much into it but i think tang yi seems a bit surprised and touched in a sense, maybe that shao fei actually does know him q well or that shao fei actually left it at that instead of persisting in asking him questions, either way MY HEART-

shao fei goes back to the station and the team is having a meeting - they’re doing another undercover stakeout thing at a bar and police chief singles shao fei out and reminds him that he better do his job properly this time - and his cover is gg to the club with the junior as couples and LOL the club scene - i think wearing the couple pink shirts are like the girl’s idea, and shao fei is like: “isn’t wearing this a little bit ridiculous” YES SHAO FEI IT IS pink shirt and striped long sleeved underneath?!!!!! gosh

and whooooooo wow i gotta say, tang yi has got fine taste in friends - the FWB guy he’s with, he looks pretty good in that top and lol shao fei’s face when he sees tang yi come in with the dude - okay so the guy right, aside from being tang yi’s FWB, i think he also occasionally helps tang yi with his requests for e.g. in this case, tang yi says to him while playing darts that he wants him to find out who attacked him, and the guy goes, “you’ve only just come to see me and you want me to work :(((, didn’t you miss me?”

and tang yi is like, “you sure you want me to drop by often?”

pretty guy rolls his eyes and goes. “whatever. everytime you’re here trouble occurs”

and okay i think tang yi sees shao fei, and anw the junior leans real close to shao fei and drops the information that tang yi is very popular, and he sleeps with both women and men and look at shao fei’s JEALOUS FACE THERE’S NO MORE ESCAPE FOR YOU

AND OMFGGGGGG TANG YI - UNEXPECTEDLY HE SAYS SMTH NICE ABOUT SHAO FEI - okay so while tang yi and pretty guy are dancing together, pretty guy also mentions that chen wen hao met someone at the cafe/restaurant place, and tang yi smiles and says that he knows already, and pretty guy who i’m pretty sure is tang yi’s occasional informant for information, he’s like, “you already know? who told you?”

and tang yi just smiles, and pretty guys KNOWS he’s like “you’re such a player, did you find another guy? that guy is better than me?”

ANOTHER GUY REFERRING TO SHAO FEI, AND TANG YI SMILES HE’S ALR IN QUITE DEEP BUT HE DON’T KNOW IT YET, BUT HE SAYS, “that person, he’s impulsive, stubborn, troublesome and childish, but...”

“...he’s pretty okay.”

HE’S FOND OF SHAO FEI LOOK AT HIM YOU CAN’T TELL ME THAT HE AIN’T FOND OF SHAO FEI OKAY and pretty guy hears it too, he says, “well it sounds like the both of you get along pretty well.” AND TANG YI DOESN’T FUCKING DENY IT WHICH MEANS HE AGREES!

anw they catch sight of each other and tang yi idk what he wants to do but he deliberately like caresses pretty guy’s waist and then shao fei COME ON YOU CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT KINDERGARTEN NURSERY SCHOOL STUDENT HUG and of course tang yi is like hah, lemme just kiss the dude

and woohoooo the bad guys turn up and the entire team is on alert including shao fei - i think tang yi didn’t know that he was there for an assignment until he saw people moving around and okay MAY I MAKE A COMMENT ABOUT HOW DAMN OBVIOUS THEY ALL ARE ISN’T THIS A COVERT OPERATION AND THE CLUB IS SO DAMN SMALL ANY ONE WITH EYES WOULD’VE SEEN THE COPS FROM A MILE AWAY

soooooo... hope you guys have seen the previews for next week’s episodes 7 and 8 and FARKKKK i can’t wait - shao fei is jelly that tang yi is chummy with pretty guy and i guess hong ye as well, and he’s going to be even more embarrassing at least for the next two episodes, but the good news is the plot has moved and next week shao fei is moving into tang yi’s place OMGGGG and we get more jack x zhao zi!!!

#history 3: trapped #history3圈套 #history 3: 圈套 #history3: trap

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Tyler Bate // Jealousy Drabble

Tyler is secretly dating reader, and gets jealous because she’s Pete Dunne’s valet, based on this request: 

“MAYBE JUST A JEALOUS TYLER BATE WHILE IN THE RING????” requested by my bby aka @screamersdontdance 

Being Pete Dunne’s valet was great. His asshole-ish heel antics were a source of constant amusement for her and they’d fast become great friends. It was swell.

But being Pete Dunne’s valet when you’re secretly dating Tyler Bate? Now that was not so great.

And she knew that it got to Tyler… All those late night meetings with creative that she had to attend with Pete, all those events she had to go to… with Pete. All the signings she had to do… sitting next to Pete. It had got to the point where sometimes, due to their schedules matching, she even had to travel with Pete.

And Tyler, bless his heart, he was so sweet. He was so sweet that he’d always greet her at whatever arena or venue they were scheduled to be at with a warm smile on his face and an even warmer embrace.

But she wasn’t blind to how her boyfriend’s fists tightened when he saw her getting out of Pete’s car, after four hours of traveling with him. Or when Pete would sit with her during catering in a secluded corner, ready to discuss what he wanted her to wear for when she walked out with him at whatever taping or PPV was on that night.

She especially noticed Tyler’s eyes flash with anger and jealousy as he stood in the ring when she walked down the entrance ramp with Pete, glued to his arm and preening for the crowd. Like right now.

Tyler and Pete were going at it for the United Kingdom Championship at NXT Takeover: Chicago. Pete had instructed her to ‘dress sexy’ for the event, and sexy fit her character to the T. Which was why she was ringside in a form-fitting, scarlet red dress, short enough to catch Tyler’s eye and his tongue to run over his lips.

But also short enough to make her boyfriend visibly seethe with anger as he watched Pete, fully in heel mode, brush his hand a little closer to her ass as she walked him down the ring.

“Go Pete!” She yelled in character, pacing around ringside, half of her mind trying to focus on not tripping in the gigantic skyscraper heels they’d had her wear, whilst the other half worried about Tyler, hoping he wouldn’t be too jealous, although his actions told otherwise.

Tyler was throwing punches a bit too stiffly at Pete (looking rather pointedly at her as he did so), and once the latter caught on, well, that was the end for Tyler. He ended up not only losing the United Kingdom championship to Pete, but also sporting a very legitimate looking black eye at the hands of the bruiserweight and it made her heart hurt just looking at it.

She caught his eye as he lay at the side of ring whilst Pete celebrated, and Tyler grimaced in pain before looking away. Shit.

*

“Baby, you shouldn’t have hit Pete so hard.” She told Tyler, holding a pack of ice in her hand and trying to reach up to press it against his eye except he kept shrugging her away. She sighed when she didn’t get a response from him, trying again, “Look, I know why you did it… I know you think –”

“Why’s he got to be all over you like that?” Tyler interrupted her, turning around to face her quite abruptly, a sneer adorning his usually smiley and happy-go-lucky face, “The guy’s a prick, flaunting you around when he –”

“He doesn’t mean to,” She spoke gently, sighing with relief when Tyler finally sat down and let her press the ice pack on his black eye, “It’s all his character, baby, you know how he gets when he’s in character.”

Tyler shook his head before finally looking at her, up and down, with his eyes lingering at certain places, “And that… that dress.” He seethed hotly, “Who told you to wear such a… such a tight dress so that he couldn’t keep his hands off you even more than usual?”

“I told you,” She said patiently, applying a bit of pressure to his eye which made him grunt slightly in a ‘manly’ display of pain, “It’s just his character. And anyways, he doesn’t even know we’re together, Tyler, no one does…”

Tyler scoffed, “Well, it’s time they knew,” He grabbed her hand which was holding the ice pack against his eye and slowly set it down, and she gazed worriedly at his poor black eye, almost swollen shut, “Pete left with my title tonight, can’t have him leaving with my girl too.”

Chapped lips pressed against her own, and hardly a second had gone by before he pulled her on to his lap, his large hands sliding down to squeeze her ass possessively, “It’s time we tell everyone…” Tyler spoke breathlessly between kisses, “It’s time we told them just exactly who you belong to.”

Her breath caught in her throat when she felt him fiddle around with the zipper of her dress, “T-Tyler, we can’t! Not here! Shouldn’t we wait till we get back to the hotel?”

“No,” Tyler said decisively, biting her lip sexily before all but shoving his tongue past her lips, and they made out a while longer as he peeled her dress off, leaving her in a matching scarlet lingerie set which he had bought for her birthday, “Here. We’re doing this here. I need to show you who you belong to, babe.”

She giggled at his serious tone, pressing a chaste kiss on his cheek, “I know I’m yours, Tyler… I just think we need to deal with that black eye first, I know how wild you can get and I don’t want any more injuries tonight.”

There was a slight pause, and then even Tyler, despite all his seriousness from a second earlier, had to giggle at her reference to their… rougher sex sessions. And she couldn’t help but kiss his nose quickly, because he looked so cute when he was smiley.

“Well, I dunno, I think the black eye makes me look kinda rugged, don’t you?” He said, and she couldn’t help but laugh at how he’d gone from angry to jealous to sex crazed to goofy all in a matter of a few minutes.

“Oh yeah,” She agreed, “It’s so sexy. Lemme go thank Pete for giving you that real quick, shall I?”

Quick as a wink, Tyler’s arms tightened around her so fast, it was comical, “Fuck Pete,” He said hotly, before smiling at her sweetly, “Stay here and tend to my eye, baby. You look sexy when you’re playing nurse.”

She rolled her eyes, “Call me your nurse one more time, and that black eye will be the least of your worries.” She warned him, but she did so with a smile, one which he returned. And she was glad she had curbed his jealousy and calmed him down. This once.

THE END

A/N: OK ONCE AGAIN I do realise this is 1k+ words and therefore not exactly a ‘drabble’ but once again I got carried away lmaoo. Also this is my first time writing Tyler Bate and honestly??? It was hard as fuck so pls excuse it if it sucks or if it’s all over the place @screamersdontdance :))))

ALSO PLS TAG ANYONE WHO’S INTERESTED IN TYLER/PETE SINCE I DOUBT THAT MANY OF MY FOLLOWERS ARE…IDEK LMAO 

tagging; @xstylesxclashx @the-geekgoddes @xuhwheredidkylogox @alexahood21 @idle-vanity @georgina019 @paradoxical-opheliac @justtrey19 

ALSO there’s more drabbles to come tonight so tell me if you wanna be tagged!!

#tyler bate #wwe #tyler bate imagine #wwe imagine #fluff #Tyler bate drabble

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i dont have an ao3 but shout out to my homeboys

once upon there was a gay on th e moon bc of a really lovng alternate au idea where elc turened BAD and klaus had a 1000 year nap and it'd take too long to fucking explain this so just roll with it ok. this gay--its elcrest btw hes also a Bad Boy now; he rly likes hot topic and thinks those t shirts with sarcastic sayings are actually rly funny but we all know they aren't--was feleing emo bc he couldn't see his bf xen o bc he betrayed him. so he stayed in his room whining abt how fgay he was until eve showed up

"hey whats wrong elc mother is here for u" even tho shes like 5000 years old and looks like shes 2 and also a rock (but im not rockist guys i promise). elc looked at her with his optics shining in the pale argentate light. good thing hes the seme here bc otherwise he'd start crying. in reality he rly wanted to fucking bone xeno bc obviously they had a lot of gay sex b4 they tried to kkill his mom once nad staring at rocks all day kinda sucks.

a;so burnign alive but hes kind of over that phase.

"im sad my bf left me for 1000 years can i pls go back to earth my raging hard on can't be satisfied bc rocks. my dicks not a jack hammer even tho im jacking it all the time (thats what guys do right bitch i dont know)" eve was so offended she put her hands on her giant rock self thats not just herself. its rly fucking complicated shut up u came here for the gay sex not instructibles on how physical forms manifest.

"we dont say ROCKS in this household young man!!!!"

"ＢＵＴ ＭＯＯＯＭＭＭＭＭ sorry i forgot to turn off my seme voice lemme adjust my mic it happens when my dick is hard" elcrest coughed twice "ok sounds good, BUT MOM I RLY NEED TO NUT. YOU KNOW NUT I'M SAYING... ITS ALL OR NUTTING BUT MOSTLY NUTTING IN XENO'S SWEET HOT BUNS"

"stop talking abt nuts u disgusting boy fine, god, if u leave me alone u gaylord"

and then eve punched him so hard in the dick that elcrest landed on earth in a giatn crater. how hes still alive is bc he still had some continues left like in mario even though this is a srpg game. once elc recovered he struck a pose and laughed evilly while twirling his mustache.

"finally...... I have RETURNED for xeno's hot man breasts! the world cannot stop me now!!" he cackly cackkled and quickly ripped off the fake mustache he put on just for this one scene. then elc went on a quest to find where klaus was and bc the author is too lazy to write any tansitional scenes.

elc found him chilling in his bed reading a book that was called Sweets and You: Do sweets make u inherantly Gay? elcrest made the PFFT noise. ofc they make u gay, fuckiing idiot book. he could write better than that author. in fact, elcrest was gonna do that when he got home bc obviously if this trash is published any shit elc wrote would be good.

NO! he had to focus! but he couldnt stop staring at xenos man boobs and felt his dick get hard again. elc got a nose bleed too bc thats what happens in anime right. i played persona 4 i know what im about

"damn u xeno." elc said thru his nosebleed and klaus looked up bc the author cant fucking rmemeber who is klaus and who is xeno and was surprised i remmebred his name but could not remember remember the 5th of novemember

"what"

"XENO IT IS I" since h e was caught red handed he just kickflipped through the window anyway. he did a sick flip then stood in the middle of klauses room. klaus made a gay gaspp

"alto! what are u doing hre!?" klaus said, bc in this AU that was his codename. elc wanted to be currently doing that but eve said no. fuck his mom. except please dont bc i know you sick fucks are thinking abt it.

"I HAVE COME TO BRING YOU BACK TO THE GAY SIDE, XENO WE HAVE COOKIES. bc i really miss that bammin slammin bootilicious sex we used 2 have and you are in fact bammin slammin bootilicious. also have u heard the word and gospel of our savior mother" elc said gayly

"dude no please stop preaching in my house im a changed man now" xeno pirouetted out of bed

"cmon man im ur seme u cant refuse we made like a yaoi blood oath u cant go back on ur word" elc pushed him back on thebed bc he'd have his ass yet anyway so no real use getting up. bc what is consent anyway hes Bad

"o shit really huh" klaus paused in thougt and bad elc laughed evilly. his plan was working!! all he had 2 do was the final touches! i mean besides touching xenos dick or whatever we're not yet. sorry u have to suffer for ten more paragraphs for sweat boy on boy. elc then turned around an produced a kitty keyboard from the recesses of his coat tails. xeno made the :O face and elc sat down bc playing while standing rly fuckin g sucks

"i wrote this for u on the moon so you'll be hypnotized by my sick beats" then he pulled the mic out of the keyboard and made a sick beatbox noise. No i dont know what the fuck it sounds like just google it. klaus blushued and made another gay gasp and elc made the >:3 face

then be started to play the piano keyboard. he was playing cruel angel thesis, their theme song that they had decided at 1am while xeno was drunk af.  it was their theme song despite none of them speaking fucking japanese but they just felt it in their SOULS. it was rly gay. elc was going so fucking hARD that his hard on was getting 40 hard ons. and thats four tens the hard ons. and its rad.

except the ebst part was it was all in meows so it spoke 2 klaus' furry soul.

klaus nyaed softly in surprise and suddenly all his memories of being xneo were restored!!! he gave into the desire that he craved in his soul and opened his big man arms bc for some reaon everyone thinks dudes are thirsty af. dont ask me why

"elc1!1 pls take me!! but be gentle my ass hasnt been ravaged in 1000 years (sick reference to hilda and altos magical wedding night by sorunort like, comment, subscribe for more sick referneces like this one)" xeno mewled like afucking furry and elc nodded once. xeno walked up to elc an touched his man boob sensually even tho xeno is like 60 feet taller than elc just imagine it ok

elc now has sunglasses just bc i think its a funny image

"xeno...... lets do it" elc said softly

"o h elc senpai......." xeno meowed

"and i'll keep my sunglasses on bc i hate the sun #moonlifeforever" and xeno gayzed into his emotion shields sensuallyier. then elc kissed him passionately and their tongues battled for dominance but we all know klaus is a fucking bottom bitch as stated in hilda and altos magical wedding night by sorunort paragraph 17 and 18 bc it was a dialogue.

then elc ripped off his clothes bc hes fucking JACKED and jACKED OFF and xeno gay gasped forlike the third time in this fic. elc was fuckign shredded. legends told of his abs but this time it was real. almost like the fact that shaved ice flavors dont actually exists the syrup is just food coloring.  his dong dangled in the breeze and xeno was turned tf on so he took off his clothes too bc hes not a god damn animal god whats wrong with u elc.

except elc didnt take off the sunglasses like he promised so those were still on dont worry readers i got you covered.

"get on ur knees dude and give me a wet willy but like on my dick" elc demanded

"wtf no"

"dude u cant say no its a smutfic"

"ok yeah i guess i kinda do like sucking dick or somethign"

"PREPARE TO EAT YOUR LAST DICK, XENO" elc cackcled and then xeno succed his dick like no tomorrow. elc practically creamed right there bc he couldnt get his rocks off on the moon for 1000 years (hahaha no im not gonna stop makign rock jokes). also xeno has no gagreflex bc he succed dick like a thousand times. once that was over elc just punched his dick in xenos hot cross buns and xeno meowed again

"why are u still a furry after 1000 years" elc asked but continued to Ravage The Promised Ass

"do u nyat like it erucu-kun???" xeno purred and elc shook his head

"no ur still banging its ok"

NUT THEN (i wanted to write but but i typoed and decided to keep it its funnier this way) xenos ass started 2 glow with a new holy light

"WHAT tHE FUCK" elc yelled

"my ass was actually the only way we could turn u good again! the more u fuck me the gooder u are!" and elc gasped gayily! no! his plan was working against him! he could alredy feel the goodness (haha get it bc fucking is hot i guess) turning him good! he had 2 pull out but found he couldnt. xeno was just too bammin slammin bootlicious

"HOW DARE YOU TRICK, I, ELCREST THE CONDICKTOR" he roared and xeno was tuned on again bc roaring is prolly a furry thign im not a furry im sorry

"it was for ur own good elc bc i love you!" xeno dokied so hard there were shoujo sparkles and even elc got shoujo sparkles. his azure optics glew like stella glow and u could almost see constellations in them. except there were sunglasses so u couldnt actually see it but the reader can. xneo was right. he was his tru  love..... not the Mother..... his mom was lame anyway all she did was talk to rocks

"xeno.............." elc said wiwstfully before bangin xeno harder. their bangin was so intense everyone could hear it in the kngihts barraks. it was so loud that even ana in her coma woke up for like a second to be like The Gays are At It Again. soon enough the banging was sucessful. elc glew in a beautiful magical girl ligtht and he was become good again. xeno shed a single tear but licked it away

"im cured! xeno ur ass did it! plus that was hot" elc smiled and im pretty sure xeno cried bc look at that man. hes so beautiful. please take the $2 from my purse. they embraced in a gay way. it was cute and xeno did a thumbs up and ana's face appeared at 20% opacity in the bg and she was also winking

"elc i am so glad u are back and i love u" then they made out. for a rly long time too bc theyre so fucking GAY good lord how could stella glow keep this under wraps. then they decidd they had to punch eve in the rock bc she was a dickw hile elc was being emo and stuff. BUT FIRST, xeno got porked lke 80 more times b4 then bc 1000 years does a lot do u.

the end remember to like, comment, subscribe for more fics like this one, seeya

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