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ticklishfiend · 27 days

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FEEL FREE TO USE THIS PROMPT WITH WHOEVER YOU WANT. WHATEVER YOU WANT. IF YOU WANT TO USE IT. it's horribly evil and i trust you with it:

character a wanting tickles in some way, and character b (who knows about their deal and is totally being evil) picking up on it and character b somehow "forgets" what tickling is and how to do it and needs a little memory boost, convincing character A to explain it to them and tell them exactly what to do in order to get what they want 😌

"where do i put my hands?" / "now what?" / "where else should i try?"

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i never finished this and im soooo sorry dude, i fell out of my hyperfixation and the motivation just floated out of my body bruh. anyways, here's the unfinished drabble, i hope u like it anyways!!

Aziraphale shifted in his seat. Crossed his legs, then uncrossed them immediately because it felt wrong. He rubbed his forearms against the couch arms uncomfortably, nails picking at the fabric.

Aziraphale knew why he felt so off. But admitting it feels so improper.

Instead, his eyes stayed fixed on Crowley lounging about on his designated couch spot. Aziraphale waited anxiously for him to notice how off he was acting.

Crowley continued picking at his nails, not even bothering to look up at him. The one time Aziraphale wouldn’t mind a little teasing behavior from Crowley and he’s looking at his hand.

Fine. Fine. He’ll say something, something small to get Crowley jump started. It never takes much to get him going anyways, so Aziraphale will have him in no time.

“Ahem,” Aziraphale fake-coughed, a little obvious but if it works it works. Crowley looked up, brows furrowing at Aziraphale’s tense form, noticing his finger tapping impatiently at the arm.

“You alright?”

Aziraphale gave a small shy smile, not looking Crowley in the eyes. His own nails seemed of more interest all of a sudden. “Just feeling…a bit antsy, is all, dear.”

“Oh,” Crowley squinted his eyes, suspicious and curious. “Any particular reason you’re so jittery? Got ants in your pants, angel?”

“Nothing of the sort.”

They were both quiet for a moment. A staring contest. Well, Crowley stared him down at least. Azirphale actually did everything but stare.

Crowley hummed, going back to his hand.

Are you actually joking.

Aziraphale huffed. Okay fine. Again. Maybe Crowley’s just a bit slow today. Yeah, that’s it. He needs a more obvious push. It’s more embarrassing, sure, but the metaphorical ants in his pants feel like they're crawling around faster now and he’s gonna need some relief soon.

So Aziraphale took a big, long stretch. His arms raised above him, a satisfying groan just to call Crowley’s attention to his very exposed and vulnerable torso. And, of course, this did catch Crowley’s eye.

He chuckled. Bingo.

“Can’t keep still today, can ya?” Crowley sat on the edge of his seat, elbow propped on his knee to rest his chin in his hand. He watched Aziraphale settle back into his chair with a grin. “Anything I can do for you? Anything at all?”

Aziraphale felt himself will back a blush. “Oh, well, I…I’m not sure. Anything you’d like, I’m sure I’d appreciate.”

“Mm…” Crowley hummed with a smile, eyes trailing Aziraphale up and down. Aziraphale was having a really hard time looking at him right now, it was very cute. “Seriously, angel, I’m not sure how to help you here. I cooould…make you some tea? Maybe grab some cakes by the coffee shop?” Crowley really couldn’t keep that cheeky grin off his face for a second, could he? “But maybe you can throw some suggestions out since my mind is drawing quite the blank.”

Aziraphale truly couldn’t tell if he was being serious. Was that smile devious or just him offering a nice gesture? Crowley had his sweet moments, if anyone would know it’d be Aziraphale, but was this that?? It didn’t really feel like it, but he didn’t want to flub.

“Maybe we could figure something out easier if I…sat next to you?”

“Brilliant idea,” Crowley sat back against the cushion, patting the spot next to him. “Make yourself comfy.”

Aziraphale threw a tight smile his way as he got up, feeling very peculiar about this whole thing. Usually Crowley jumped right into this, eager to get his hands on him and make Aziraphale cackle. Now Crowley’s acting like he’s never tickled him a day in his life.

Aziraphale hopes his brain is just working slower today than usual. The alternative is something he’s becoming very wary over.

Finally seated, Aziraphale sat up straight as a board. He knew exactly what he was doing, too. If he looks too tense or stiff, Crowley always finds the excuse to tickle him into relaxing. Really, Aziraphale can be quite the schemer when he wants to be.

Crowley just watched him for a moment, taking notice each time Aziraphale nervously glanced his way. Crowley reached and gave Aziraphale a soothing rub up and down his back, not stopping when Aziraphale tried flinching away.

“Wow, you’re tense. Really, I’d love to help, but you are funny about your massages,” Crowley purred, giving Aziraphale a pat on the back before leaning back.

Aziraphale ringed his hands. “Ah, yes well, that’s only sometimes,” he bluffed, trying to find any excuse to get Crowley’s dexterous fingers on him right this second. “I don’t think a massage sounds so bad right now, actually.”

Crowley chuckled, “Really? Usually you get all huffy when I offer you one of my famous massages,” he squeezed Aziraphale’s shoulder, which would’ve felt affirming if not for the teasy tone lacing Crowley’s voice right now. What a devil.

Aziraphale did get huffy at that. “Well that’s because you always…” he waved his hand about in the air as if it would jog Crowley’s memory of all the very tickly massages he’s given Aziraphale in the past. Innocent rubs and firm presses to start, but eventually Crowley always trailed a little too close to Aziraphale’s sides, a little too gently, everything was always a little too much. Admittedly, Aziraphale thought that sounded perfect for his current mood.

But Crowley just quirked his head, like a confused puppy. “What are you on about?” he pressed, before physically adjusting Aziraphale to lay down on the couch, back up. Crowley straddled his waist, “I always what?”

Aziraphale’s face felt like it could burn through the pillow he hid himself in. “You do know. Stop messing about.”

“Angel, if I knew what you were talking about…” Crowley leaned his face close into Aziraphale’s exposed ear, giving a hard press into his shoulder blades. His breath tickled as he whispered, “…don’t you think I’d be doing it right now?”

Oh for heaven's sake. Aziraphale felt he could bust through the seams with how on edge he was at the moment. He felt squirmier, hands pressing into spots in an extremely un-ticklish manner that made him want to whine. This is so unfair. Crowley knows exactly what he’s doing, he’s figured out a way to make Aziraphale squirm more than usual and he is not taking it for granted.

Aziraphale’s not sure whether to be excited and thankful, or hit him over the head with his pillow.

“You’re being cruel,” Aziraphale muttered into his pillow, fingers squeezing the cushion in anticipation. Maybe he’d start when Aziraphale least expected? Maybe Crowley’s getting impatient too? But he couldn’t know any of this for sure, so he had to wait, and isn’t that just the most internally ticklish feeling there was?

“Cruel? I’m giving you a massage, for Satan’s sake. I think if anyone is being cruel it’s you. I know you’ve got something you won’t tell me. I can hear those cogs turning in that pretty little head of yours,” Crowley gave his scalp a quick scratch, chuckling at the flinch that came with it. “Jumpy, are we?”

“Yes, okay? Just get on with it, please. I don’t think I can take much more of this. I’ve gone red, Crowley,” he whined like Crowley had made his body malfunction. He was getting a little desperate now. If his very obvious advances won’t work, asking must do this trick. It had to.

But Crowley hummed again. And Aziraphale knew he wasn’t finished with his little tricks.

“Gonna need you to be a little more specific. I’m a bit lost, you see,” Crowley’s hands trailed to hold Aziraphale’s sides firmly. Bastard.

Aziraphale exhaled deeply into the pillow, close to pulling his hair out. “I would like you to…tickle me. Please.”

There was a hesitant silence, like Crowley was pondering his next move and Aziraphale was waiting with bated breath for it.

Then Crowley spoke. And Azirphale almost wished he hadn’t of.

“What’s tickling, dear?”

Fuck. Fuck.

“Nooo,” Aziraphale groaned, pressing his palms into his eyes, beyond flustered and frustrated.

“What? I’m not allowed to ask questions now?”

“It seems like asking questions is all you’re doing, actually…”

“I can’t do what you want if I don’t even know the definition,” Crowley said, and Aziraphale could hear the grin in his voice. Sometimes Aziraphale forgets he chooses to room with an actual, real-life demon. “You gettin’ the picture?”

“Cruel. Cruel, wily serpent. Hell spawn, you are.”

“Yeah, don’t wear it out, angel,” Crowley’s hands squeezed a very non-ticklish squeeze against Aziraphale’s sides, as if just to remind him of where he was above him. “Let's get you flipped over. Can't rightly tell me about this whole tickling thing if your face is smushed into the cushion.”

“Hhhnn,” Aziraphale groaned through a whiny giggle, adjusting under Crowley to lay on his back. Having his flushed face now on display is not helping whatsoever.

Crowley smiled down at him, and Aziraphale swore he saw a forked tongue peek through his sharp teeth. Evil thing. “Why hello there.”

“Hush.”

“I don’t get a hello back?”

“Not after all this teasing you don’t,” Aziraphale would cross his arms if he could, but a certain someone was blocking him with his knees.

“Teasing? Me? I think you really have lost your marbles, dear. I would do no such thing,” Crowley lied through his teeth, settling on Aziraphale’s waist. His hands drifted back to Aziraphale’s sides, firm all the same. “Now…about this tickling thing?”

“You know what tickling is, Crowley. Stop messing with me,” Aziraphale stood his ground, though he found it hard to look Crowley in the eyes right now. Something about those pointed irises and the yellow surrounding them felt truly piercing at the moment. Sharp enough to cut through Aziraphale’s wavering boldness.

“Really, darling, I haven’t a clue. But I'd love to find out if you’d be so inclined?” Crowley caressed Aziraphale’s sides, seemingly to comfort, but the angel nearly shivered. “Especially since you’re so eager for me to figure it out, hm?”

Aziraphale huffed. He’s been huffy since this whole thing started, but now that he can sense what he really wants is just over the horizon, breathing is becoming something of a manual task. “Is this really what it’s going to take?”

Crowley smiled a wicked smile. “I think you’ll find I’m a very fast learner.”

Aziraphale rolled his eyes, if only to distract himself from that fluttery feeling in his belly at those words.

Closing his eyes and taking a sigh, Aziraphale was ready to get this over with. “T-tickling is…it’s, well…we created it together many, many years ago. If you touch certain parts of the body, my body, I’ll laugh. Involuntarily. So…” Aziraphale coughed awkwardly. “So there. That’s tickling.”

Crowley snickered. Azirphale shoved at his face playfully, his own face feeling warmed by the second. “You’re terrible, Crowley.”

“Aren’t I just?” Crowley said, taking Aziraphale’s hand and pushing it down against the cushion. “So…parts of your body, huh? Wanna be more specific about that?”

“Goodness gracious, you are insufferable,” Aziraphale chuckled through a whine, twisting the wrist in Crowley’s hand. “My…well, my sides are pretty sensitive.”

“Sensitive…you mean…?”

“Ticklish, yes, ticklish! Crowley I swear if you d—dohohoahaha-! C-Crohohowley!” Azirpahale giggled happily when he felt precise fingers finally digging into his sides.

“I think you deserve a little reward for your knowledge,” Crowley grinned, his pinching endless on Aziraphale’s sides. He basked in those silly giggles, happy his little game is over so he can finally hear his angel sing

#tickle community #tickling #tickle fic #good omens tickling #good omens #lee!aziraphale #ler!crowley #ask #prompt

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butch-blu-scout · 8 months

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hi!!! if your requests are still open could you write something with scout x reader 🤞 maybe some angst if you're up for it??? (im a sucker for angst) thank u !! 🐌

Hi! Of course they're still open! This is actually the first ask I've gotten in a while lol. Feel free to send in more if you have other ideas ^-^

I've never been very good at angst but here's my best shot. It's very dramatic. My other idea for this was infidelity but I thought that might be too sad (however if anyone wants to see that feel free to send a request).

Thank you to @schlong69420 for helping me brainstorm.

Warnings for: insecurity, angst and feels (to the best of my abilities)

Word Count: 760

Scout often wondered about how people really felt about him. I mean, really felt. Sure, some of his teammates called him annoying, or treated him like a little brother- but he knew that was all in good faith. At least they'd tell him to screw off to his face if he got too annoying.

But it was harder to figure things out when it came to folks outside the team, and by "folks" I mean his partner, and by "his partner" I mean you.

Scout had been particularly energetic today, way more than usual. He had been chatty to everyone, including you. He was all over the field, hardly able to concentrate of the objective. He ran to every explosion, every shout, anything that he heard immediately grabbing his attention. It was frustrating for everyone on the team, even Scout was getting annoyed with his own inability to focus.

It was safe to say that they lost the match.

After the match everyone had glared at him whenever he tried to lighten the mood. Usually it worked, but today not so much. But he kept trying.

"Hey ya know- those guys were prolly cheatin' anyway. So really-" Scout was cut off.

"Son- will you just can it?" Engie snapped, "We lost. Everyone knows it's your fault. Everyone else has accepted it, you need to do the same before you get a black eye."

That shut him up real quick.

That was Scout. He tried all the time to be there for everyone else, to lighten the mood, to make everyone feel a bit better. Even if he was the butt of the joke. It was just who he was. But today... he just felt like he was too much. For anyone. Even you.

You hadn't seen Scout since he'd left the showers. Usually after he hit the showers, you both headed straight to his room to hang out, watch movies, whatever. But when you knocked on the door he wasn't there. You'd even double checked to make sure he wasn't just asleep, but he wasn't there. Which was odd for him.

You went searching, checking the kitchen, and the lounge area, The garage, even the Med-Bay, but he wasn't there. Nobody seemed to know where he went either, that or they were still too pissy to want to find him.

You were almost to Sniper's camper when you finally spotted him. You had turned around to check for critters when you saw the glint of something on the roof of the base. Dogtags. It didn't take much walking to see the small dash of bright red curled up on the roof.

Climbing up the roof was quick work if you knew where the secret ladder was (it was in Sniper's room, which he never used). It wasn't hard to sneak up behind Scout either. He was too lost in his thoughts (usually a bad thing when it came to Scout).

"Hey baby," You sat down next to him. He jumped at your sudden intrusion, he calmed fairly quickly though. Scout was still wrestling with his pent up energy, made obvious by the tapping of his leg and his other little fidgets.

"Hey sweetheart, ya scared me. What uh, what bring ya up here?" He asked.

"Oh, well I was looking for you." You explained, "You disappeared after the match today. I though we were gonna watch a movie tonight?"

"Ah, yeah. Sorry I um.. Just needed to clear my head. Didn't wanna keep botherin' anybody."

"Scout."

"What?"

" What's going on with you hm? You're not usually like this."

"It's- I just- It's nothin' really," He scratched the back of his neck, "I'm just being a lot today, and I know it. And I can't even help myself 'cause I don't realize it until it's too late. And then everyone's pissed off at me. And I already pissed everybody off by losin' the damn match, and I really didn't feel like pissin' you off too. 'Cause I knew you wouldn't tell me if I got too annoyin'- 'cause I know you. And I'm probably pissin- you off right now with alla this and I should just stop fuckin' talkin' but I can't and I-"

You wrapped your arms around him gently.

The two of you sat up there for a while, watching the stars. You let Scout talk about everything and nothing, just to get it out of his system. Because, yeah, he could be annoying, and he could be a lot, but that didn't make you love him any less.

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I hope this was good, or at least filled some of your itch for angst ^-^. Sorry that it's kinda short. But I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Thanks for sending a request :)

#tf2 scout #tf2 #scout tf2 #team fortress 2 #scout tf2 x reader #scout x reader #angst with a happy ending #angst #tf2 fanfiction #alex writes content

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cicadaemon · 1 month

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More about Himeko please 👉👈

Okay lol I guess. Gonna do a readmore cause Im just gonna rant

Okay so she's first meets him not long after joining their club as a manager and she immediately is Not Impressed by him and thinks he's just a loud-mouth jerk. That's further cemented when he does his stupid 'sniffing the newbies' thing and butts head with Kuroda. Her opinion of him does a massive turn after a race. I always figured that whatever injury he got when he still played baseball probably still affects him and she definitely would be the type to notice.

She brings it up, he gets defensive, she talks about her leg and its just a weird moment where it's like 'oh we both have shared trauma'. They slowly but surely start hanging out. It starts with them walking back to the dorms together after club stuff, but when she brings up how she originally wanted to cycle (but there's no femme team) it turns into joint practice. Once practice is over with the club, they go out together. They do circuits around Lake Ashi and shit.

But simultaneously, he insults and teases her, and she throws it right back at him. He's definitely had a crush since the moment she first insulted him, and she refuses to admit she likes him. Will admit she thinks he's attractive, but will not admit she wants to hold his hand and pet his hair and hug him and and and and

Anyways, Interhigh happens, they stop cycling together so much cause she's forcing him to study ('You need to go to a good school, idiot') and it just sort of hits her one day that she really loves this guy and he's about to leave. She confesses probably after one of their practices, before the final ride.

Here's the thing, she's expecting to tell him her feelings and not have it reciprocated at all. Instead, what she gets is him looking blankly at her and he's uncharacteristic soft as he goes "I've been crushing after you since the first time you called me a moron". Which she realises was like a week into knowing each other lol They're both mad that they've literally been having feelings for almost two years and did jack shit.

Any sort of dating they do is on the down low, mainly at her insistence cause she's around for another year and she doesn't want the rest of the club knowing. Or rather she doesn't want anyone but the third years knowing cause she feels like it undermines her authority. He definitely kissed her before graduating. Definitely made it to second base. And then it's all long distance.

I don't know if this is what you meant by elaborating but idk what else to say!

#yowapeda #yowamushi pedal #arakita yasutomo #original character #akiyama himeko #I guess theres also them being in a relationship but like that has way more expanded thoughts to it #I think the biggest thing is she goes from calling him Senpai to his actual first name

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just-a-wholesome-writer · 6 months

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Recovery (pt. 1)

"Oi! Oi, kid! You okay?"

The Young boy could only groan as he felt someone nudge his side. He wanted to stand up, to yell at them to leave him alone, to ask them how they bypassed Sebastian- but the pain shooting along his back kept him in a fetal position on the ground.

Concrete, he figured as his fingers slid over the hard surface. Had he been kidnapped again? By whom? He heard the stranger sigh.

"Jesus Christ, kid. Ya' got me worried there for a sec. If ya wouldn't have started breathin' again well...I don't know wha' I would've done.." he said with a thick accent that was irritating to his ears, and he wished he could open his eyes just so he could roll them.

"I'm fine..." he said, trying to sound confident, yet his voice barely came out as a whisper. He could now feel the stranger's breath against his face.

"Yeah, sorry if I don't believe that..." he chuckled, before coughing a few times. His breath smelled like cigarettes and his shirt smelled of sweat. Ciel felt like throwing up as he was pressed again it as he picked him up.

"Where are we going..." He croaked. He hated this. He hated the feeling of this man's hands on him, they were warm and clammy. What was he thinking, carrying him like this? Did he enjoy it? Did he feel powerful? To have him be so at the mercy of a stranger, unable to move or escape, unable to stop whatever he might do-

"FUCKIN' HELL-" the man exclaimed, looking at his vomit covered chest, "ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT UH...."

He looked around frantically, unsure of what to do, before his eyes set on a shop nearby and his legs moved before he could think it through. "Okay, alright, don't ya worry, shit happens..."

The ring of the front door alerted one of the usually bored workers at the little clothing store, who's face suddenly contorted into one of panic when she saw the boy being sat on one of their chairs.

The man's eyes met with hers and without a word being spoken, she went to fetch a wet cloth and a glass of water, as the stranger continued to try and reassure the young Earl.

Ciel simply sat, drowning out his meaningless words as he tried to figure out how he got here. This didn't feel like London. It felt warmer here, quieter too. Was he in another part of england? Or somewhere else entirely? And who would've taken him just to leave him on the street?

He almost didn't feel it as the lady wiped his mouth clean, but he did take notice of the cold water hitting his tongue. His arms hurt with every little movement but they still shot up to hold onto the glass like his life depended on it. It felt good, focusing on how it slowly slid down his throat, instead of the dull pain that had overtaken him.

He didn't say thank you when it was empty, though he did feel greatful. The man and the store clerk seemed happy enough though, and started to chat a little farther away from him about what to do now.

Lights have a sound here, Ciel noticed. It was easier to focus on the sound with his eyes closed. Did light always have this buzzing accompanying it? And it was so bright, too. Not like the soft candles that lit up a ballroom, but a piercing blue that managed to shine even through his eyelids.

He made his first attempt to open his eyes now, both eyes, as his eyepatch seemingly got lost along with his butler.

But before he could make out anything, the two strangers were once again in front of him, now talking in that high and gentle voice he'd always despised hearing. The kind adults would use only to talk to small childrem or an injured animal. Like they were afraid of scaring him.

If only they knew the monsters he'd seen. They would be the one's to quiver, the ones who'd need comforting.

"-you have a mommy or a daddy? Do they know where you are?"

"Look at 'im! He ain't in a position to chat! Listen kid, we're gonna call some folks and they're gonna take good care of ya' okay?"

"Who do you want to call? Child protective services? We don't know what happened, maybe he ran away! Maybe his parents are searching for him right now!"

"Well what the hell do ya want me to do?! He's a kid, he's injured, and he obviously can't tell us more! Ya wanna just leave him like this?!"

Quiet

He just...he just needed them to be quiet.

He just needed them to be gone.

Without a word, he bolted past the two adults, his numb legs almost giving out on him, but somehow he managed to make it out. His breath heavy and unable to catch, he slumped back against a nearby building hoping they'll look elsewhere.

"...bastian..." he whispered, squeezing his eyes shut. He couldn't stop his body from shaking. Why couldn't he stop his body from shaking?

"Sebastian...!" he tried to yell, though it sounded more desperate than demanding.

"Sebastian... Sebastian, come back! That's an order! That..." he choked on his words, trying to stop the tears that were now flowing out uncontrollably.

How dare he, that bastard. They had a contract! He was to protect him, no matter what. He was to respond to the orders he gives him.

He waited there. For his butler, for anyone to come and get him. And if it was that horrible viscount, or that damn reaper. Anyone.

"Eh... Hi there! Do you...c-can I help you?"

#aaand the first actual chapter I wrote #dunno if ill continue this but eh #at least i got it posted somewhere in case i will #ciel phantomhive #kuroshitsuji #black butler fic #black butler

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insertmesoftly · 2 years

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Me: Haha Im gonna finish the new chapter in time :D

Stranger Things Vol. 2: No

Me, also: Hehe that one off goth character of mine is just for humor and wild shenanigans. They protect Eddie like a guard dog.

Stranger Things Vol. 2: Protect him, eh? How well?

:'D

More thoughts under the cut, including my thoughts on Eddie's death and more on the Goth Oc saving Eddie's ass. (They're still unnamed lmao)

Anyways, I knew it. I knew they wouldn't keep Eddie, they didn't give him enough screentime, enough to flesh him out with the group like they did Robin, I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT BUT WHAT STILL CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD WAS HOW FUCKING DUMB THEY KILLED HIM.

I honestly expected his playing his guitar to be the way he goes out. Like, playing until he died, fighting off Vecna's hold on someone, maybe doing it for Chrissy in an attempt to get the souls he claimed back. I WANTED HIM TO GO DOWN IN A COOL, LEGENDARY WAY, DOING WHAT HE LOVED. BUT NOOOO, STUPID FUCKING BATS AND STUPIDLY DECIDING TO FIGHT THEM WHEN REALISTICALLY, RUNNING WOULD BUY WAY MORE TIME! YOU'RE NOT A GOOD FIGHTER, EDDIE, IM SORRY! YOU COULD HAVE RUN OUT THE CLOCK!!!! AUGH!!!!!

But uh, more on the Oc saving Eddie, my thoughts are just. They're faster than Dustin at figuring out what Eddie's doing and they are not having it. They don't even consult Dustin, they just take the chair and jump. Dustin tries following after and mayhaps gets the injury, but either way, Oc isn't sticking around, they booked it. (sorry Dustin, you're still my fave.)

They find Eddie just as he's trying to heroically fight and drag him along to keep running. But, because angst, Eddie trips anyways and with the distance between them and the Demo-Bats being so close, he orders them to just leave. They don't.

They end up fighting together for just a bit, but come on, the bats are still too much. Eddie gets caught first, swooped to the ground, but before the bats can fully pin him, Oc is on them, beating them from his limbs and pretty much cocooning him with their body on top of him. Eddie keeps trying to push them away as bats attack them both from all angles but they refuse to.

Eddie was their best friend. The only one to give them a place to be themself, the one that encouraged their creativity and never shunned their sporadic behavior, the leader they looked up to, their best friend. They remind him about the first day they met through screams as Demo-Bats tear their flesh. He's their captain. They'd give anything for him.

They both get a few chunks taken out, especially Eddie's legs which were left unprotected in the cocoon lol, but the time they bought by running more, fighting longer together, and both taking damage, their wounds aren't as fatal. Still bad, but not die-worthy.

They live. And now Oc gets to have new scars they can parade around while Eddie gets to see his dad again and the duo still lives in hiding.

Badum Tiss, this has been another insertmesoftly self indulgent comic and idea, I'm sorry, I'll get back to work on RTKYH now, I'm so sorry 😭 I cannot control the hyperfixation god fucking damn it.

#stranger things #stranger things season 4 #stranger things eddie #eddie munson #eddie munson x gender neutral reader #eddie munson x little!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x oc #stranger things oc #eddie munson lives #st eddie #st eddie munson #st s4 vol 2 #st s4

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preciouslandmermaid · 2 years

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playlist anon here! Cornelia street ALMOST made it on the playlist, it just didn’t because I wanted more angst!!! I hope you enjoy it and i wanna know your thoughts if you’re willing to share when you finish your listen☺️

I'm actually gonna put all my thoughts on this reply, lmao. And I'm typing these up as I listen so uhh this might be a rambled mess LMAO.

Track 1: IMPECCABLE CHOICE. we really cannot have a playlist without the star of the show ;) ~ i love cigarettes after sex lol they're so moody and sensual. show stopping. incredible. iconic. Track 2: TAYLOR!!! SWIFT!!! God, I love gold rush so much. esp the line; "I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush" because i think it perfectly encapsulates how the reader feels about carmy. her desire for distance, her uneasiness about her affection/fondness, the vulnerability that he unknowingly teases from her. Track 3: I've never heard this song before. I know of HAIM. But, wow this song really gave me like BUTTERFLIES. Especially these two lines: "We're watching the sunrise from the kitchen counter // When you're lyin' between my legs it doesn't matter." like 👀👀👀 HELLO?

Track 4: Yeah, this one - like - taylor swift is so good at writing songs about yearning LMAO. Just. * Chef kiss.* Track 5: MITSKI. MITSKI. MITSKI!!!! Is it really a playlist if we don't have mitski? answer: no it is not! ugh. "baby will u kiss me arleady?" LIKE DAMN, TRUE. MISTKI!!! WILL HE?? Track 6: Okay, I need my girl by the national. is. the most yearning-of-songs to ever yearn. this song really captures what it feels to be like "outside" - not relating to peers, or family, and feeling like you have this connection to a specific person who even when you feel small/insecure/weak/etc---this person is who can pull you out of it, who softens the edges of the world, :.) i love them sfm. Track 7: hi taylor. This song is so carmy-coded. "And it's hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound" and this one too: "And my words shoot to kill when I'm mad" -- carmy knows EXACTLY what to say to cut someone deep. ha ha. this line, especially, feels very carmy/mikey to me: "I didn't know if you'd care if I came back I have a lot of regrets about that" COOL, COOL, NOW IM FUCKING CRYING.

Track 8: emotional damage. emotional damage. how dare u put phoebe bridgers on this playlist. i weep. this song perfectly captures the grief that they (reader and carmy) share. 😭

Track 9: I've never heard this song but it got me with the FIRST LINE. "in the car in the backseat" HELLO?? fucking IMMACULATE. also, like yes reader IS a fucking mess. they're both messy. and yet "I believe that you see me for who I am" [SCREAMING INTO MY PILLOW AND WALKS INTO THE OCEAN]

Track 10: wow this song is also so THEM. "All the skeletons you hide. Show me yours, and I'll show you mine." hi, i will need 7-10 business days to process this, thnx. goodbye. u really weren't lying when you said you wanted angst. u know that meme of the stick-figure guy lying on the ground in a puddle of his own tears? That's me.

Track 11: Hoax by Tswift is so Carmy-coded. I think Taylor wrote all these songs for him, actually. but, also the references to shades of blue, make me think of reader looking to Carmy's eyes. both romantic and lowkey fucking SAD. are u trying to fucking kill me??

Track 12: it's about the yearning. i just love the concept that this song implies that like no matter how much you try to push someone out, they can still get under ur skin. HAHA WALKING INTO THE OCEAN AGAIN.

Track 13: i made the mistake of looking up the lyrics to this song so i could include my favorite line and then the internet told me that the meaning of this song could be interpreted as "pouring love into someone and they only give a fraction back in return." wow that hurts bestie. but also the ending of this song, the way it picks up, and the crescendo of music (im not a musician) its giving ~crying while sliding down the wall in the golden light of pre-sunset and clutching ur phone to ur chest.~

Track 14: wow this song fucking slaps? Also screaming at the chrous: "Is it insensitive for me to say - Get your shit together? - So I can love you" LOSING IT. I feel like it could be taken both ways, Reader's view to Carmy and his view to her. Like. Hmmm. besties. I'm feeling like these two might be grenades thrown at each other. hahahah.

Track 15: WE GOT HOZIER?? damn!! I feel like you went into the cosmos and found all the bangers I had forgotten about or simply never heard. God, I love his folky, gentle vibe. I feel like this would be the perfect song to have played during the wedding scene when they're both sitting in front of Lake Michigan, talking about loss, and their budding friendship.

Track 16: "The devil's in the details but you've got a friend in me." Again, are you TRYING to kill me?? Honestly, all of these songs could apply to SOME part, some scene of this fic, and I want to THROW MYSELF INTO THE SUN!! also like the line....."Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other". that's it. I'm listening to the rest of these from beyond the grave. also like ugh the way this song embodies being THERE for someone but not being able to u know fix the shit they're going thru or heal it and just having to accept that.

Track 17: daddy hozier is back! this song is just ugh so romantic. i feel like hozier is the only Man to Ever Exsist, imo, and get it. He gets it! Also, this song makes me feel like being "brought to life" by love and uguuugghh. I know ur going for an angst angle but this song makes me feel so warm and cozy x)

Track 18: WOW THIS SONG IS SOOO READER. This is her song. You've done it. You've cracked the code. I think this song could be interpreted as her feelings for Carmy, but also, on a larger scale--The Bakery--when it came into her life, everything changed, and she now has something to prove, something to work for. I'm in AWE of ur mind, anon.

Track 19: oh ok we're back to being sad, I GUESS. GOSH. EVERMORE?? Pls!!!! The way this song describes a story of grief and how it feels like it's going to last forever, but it doesn't. Time actually does heal wounds. You just have to make it through the months, through the cold, and into safety and warmth. What a PERFECT ending song choice.

how i feel about this playlist (affectionate)

#fic: nghb feedback #long post #this is so incoherent im sorry lsdjfdslkfjsdl (not sorry)#i have the biggest grin on my face LMAO

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Blue Orange -Kang Yeosang

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COUPLE: Biker Gang Leader!Kang Yeosang x Childhood Friend!M!Reader

GENRE: Angsty-Fluff, Smut

WARNING: Profanities, blowjob, cum swallowing, yeosang's fits are kind of like my other yeosang fic

SUMMARY: You and Yeosang have been friends for several years already, to the point where you both know every single detail on your body.

"Oh, Yeosang-ah," Hongjoong, one of his gang's members called out making the mentioned male look at them with a raised brow. "How's M/N doing? Been good?"

Yeosang groaned as he looked back at his phone then stared at the empty notification bar, sighing. He was confused why you still haven't contacted him, not even once. Now, he's getting too paranoid and worried since he has no clue about your whereabouts. Where is he? He thought as he hung his head low, countless scenarions playing im his mind of what could've happened or whatnight happen to you. Oh, does he need to beat someone up just to save your ass...again? He let out a huff as he placed his phone inside his pocket. He got his keys from his jacket's pocket before getting on his motorbike, the other's doing as well.

"Where're we going, leader?" Wooyoung asked with a teasing smile, making Yeosang scowl as he placed one hand on his pocket before taking it out again in frustration and brushed his slicked blonde hair back before looking back at Wooyoung who pursed his lips and looked away as Yeosang glared at him.

"We're gonna find M/N, you dipshit. Who knows if he's in trouble or needs help? Maybe he needs my help again this time. We have to find him," he stated with a stern look before looking back towards his motorbike's handle and just as he was about to put his key in the throttle, a voice startled him.

"Who are you gonna find this time, Sangie?"

That familiar nickname made the biker gang's leader look up with a smiled and he felt as if a throne has been pricked out of his heart as he sighed in relief and put the stand back down before hopping off his motorbike and approached your figure, hugging you tightly as if he was afraid you'd go away. "You got me worried."

You widened your eyes at the sudden affection then just patted his back as you smiled, chuckling as you brushed your fingers on his blonde hair. "We just saw each other yesterday though, Yeo. I was actually looking for you 'cause I left my phone back at your house," you stated with a pout, Yeosang pulling away and checked your body for any scratches or injuries with a worried look. "What? Yeosang, I'm totally fine. Well, I got a little lost since I forgot your hideout thingy so I called Juyeon and he took me here so I was fine. You don't have to worry about me. I'm still in one piece, ain't I?"

Yeosang's other friends was staring at how brightly you shined, both in aura and your outfit. Your smile was something they don't want to disappear from your face even though your aura was shining so bright than their own future. You were wearing an oversized white sweater with the word 'buddy' printed on the chest, faded ripped jeans that fit your legs perfectly, accentuating your thick thighs and juicy ass, and lastly, you wore a customized pastel Nike Air Jordan 1 that complemented your whole fit.

On the other hand, Yeosang was wearing a plain white tee and a black leather jacket that hugged his toned figure, black tight pants that went well with his thighs that are to die for, and he wore brown shoes that completed his whole 'biker gang' look, totally opposite to yours. Though your styles were different and very opposite, you looked good in each other's arms, like Blue Orangeade

"Wow, they're total opposites," Mingi stated as he nodded then looked at the other six who agreed. "They look good for each other."

"Of course. Opposite attracts. But really, how they are so close is very envious. I wish I was as close with Wooyoung," San stated as he looked at Wooyoung who only crossed his arms as he rolled his eyes.

"Save it, casanova."

Back to you and Yeosang.

"Still, you made me so worried," Yeosang stated with whiney tone as he held your wrist gently and guided you inside towards their hideout place with a worried look. He sat down on one side of the sofa while you sat down beside him, staring at Yeosang's hand on your wrist, trying to suppress the huge smile that was threatening to show on your face. So, you looked up and smiled at Yeosang's gang members who were already looking at you. Ah, even his smile's so bright. They all thought as they looked at you with squinted eyes, as if they were blinded by the sun's bright rays.

"Hello! I'm M/N," you introduced yourself then offered a hand for them to shake. They all looked at you before nodding and took turns on shaking your hand, introducing themselves with a bright smile as they did. "Oh! Hongjoong-hyung, aren't you Seonghwa-hyung's boyfriend?"

Hongjoong nodded with a wide smile as he shook your hand. "Yeah. Is he your friend?" He asked before retracting his hand from yours.

You nodded as an answer before sighing. "Wow, you really have rough hands. Wish I could have-"

"Babe, your soft hands are already perfect the way it is. Who cares about what they think about your hands? I think they're wonderful. Only focus on me because I matter the most. Didn't you say that?" Yeosang interrupted you as he held your soft hands and looked at you sternly, scolding you for complaining about your soft hands again.

You nodded before sighing and looking up at Yeosang with sad eyes and a frown, making Yeosang look at you with concern. He knew that face. You were gonna tell him something that he knew will affect you two. But he won't let that happen.

"Yeah, but I don't want to only rely on you forever," you stated with a sad smile. "You know, you're gonna get married, too. So if I solely rely on you forever, I might be a burden to you and your family," you stated as you looked at your shoes then sighed as you removed your hands from Yeosang's gently. "I don't want to bother you always, Sangie nor be a burden."

Hearing that, Yeosang looked at his members then gestured for them to give them space for a while. The four men nodded as they all walk away to buy some burritos, Mingi mumbling a small hurray as he felt his tummy rumble. After they were gone, Yeosang looked back at you and cupped your cheeks, making you face him, sadness evident in his eyes.

"But, M/N, we promised each other that we'd grow old together, didn't we? Back when you first met me," Yeosang stated as he kissed your forehead then pulled away as he looked back down at your sullen look.

"That was just a petty promise you and I made when we were still kids. We were still both naive and innocent, we did not have a care about shit and whatnot. But now that we're adults, we're bound to make mistakes and have a family. I don't.." you trailed off as you looked awya then sighed. "I don't want to rely on you forever, Yeosang. I feel like that's the only possible solution."

"It may have been a pathetic pinky promise to you, but I still remember it like it was yesterday. I will stay true to it because I want to live my life with you forever, until our hairs turn white," Yeosang stated as he smiled down at you making you look back at him, his hands still on your cheeks.

"You don't mean that," you chuckled, scrunching your nose, a habit Yeosang admires so much. He loves seeing you smile like that than seeing you frown. Yeosang smiled as well as he kissed your nose for a few seconds before pulling away and looking directly into your eyes.

"Why wouldn't I? I love you, M/N. I always did. I don't know if you've noticed but I tried to give you hints and some motives but...you never gave it a thought. Why do you think I'm always worried of you, huh?" Yeosang stated as he gently pinched your cheeks and kiss your nose, making you chuckle.

"Because you love me?" You answered with a huge smile before Yeosang smiled as well.

"Bingo. I've loved you since we were 7, the first day we met. You were the only kid who approached me and I'm grateful for that. I really do love you, M/N," Yeosang confessed before leaning in. What about you?" Yeosang asked, his minty breath fanning against your face, making you blink. He looked straight into your eyes as if he was going deep into your soul, you fully turned towards him before straddling his lap.

You gulped before smiling gently then placed your hands on his, pulled them away from your cheeks before holding onto his biker jacket's collar, pulled him towards you, and pecked his lips longingly, making the other close his eyes as he kissed back. You pulled away a bit early to Yeosang's liking, making him whine as he looked up at you with a pout. You chuckled. "Does that answer my question? But if you want to hear me say it verbally, I love you too, Yeosang. You always make my day and never fail to make me smile."

Yeosang smiled as he crashed his lips onto your plump lips and kissed you deeply, making you kiss back as you placed your arms behind his neck, pulling him close to deepen the kiss. Yeosang tugged on your bottom lip with his teeth, making you moan as you closed your eyes in satisfaction. You began to move your lips im time with Yeosang who couldn't get enough of yiur addicting lips as he inserted his tongue past your lips, sucking on your lips as he dominated the kiss.

You began to swirl your tongue on his, as so the blonde. How his tongue lapped on yours, how his chapped lips kissed your soft ones with passion, you loved it. Yeosang was still kissing you with a burning desire when you felt out of breath so you tapped his neck and Yeosang pulled away as he stared down at your red cheeks and swollen lips, a string of saliva connecting your tongue and his. He smirked as he leaned towards your ear and licked your lobe, making you bite your bottom lip to suppress a moan. "Why don't we go over to my house to finish this? But this time, as lovers."

Little fact, you and Yeosang had been friends with benefits for some time now, not knowing that you both see it in a different light but the same thoughts. You never considered it as a 'simple fuck' but a 'make love' situation. And now, it's gonna happen for real, with the thought of you two as lovers in mind. Heaven. You both thought.

Answering Yeosang's question, you nodded as you hugged Yeosang and bit his left ear gently before answering with a small smile. "Y-Yeah...that'd be great."

Yeosang opened the door as he gently pushed you inside his house with a soft grunt. He was already impatient and he just had to forget his keys inside his house so they had to look for the spare key Yeosang hid in his porch...that he forgot where he put it.

After he had parked his motorbike, he patted his pockets to see where he placed it but to no avail, it wasn't in his pockets. He groaned after realizing that he had left in a hurry that he forgot about the keys, he was totally worried about you. Not having much of an option, you both decided to find the spare key he hid somewhere.

Luckily for you, you found it with your amazing eye sight. As soon as you gave it to Yeosang, he held your wrist and dragged you towards the house, unlocking the door which now leads you to where you two are.

"Fuck, M/N. I'm really getting impatient," Yeosang stated as he pinned you on the closed door and began placing kisses on your neck, making you tilt your head to give him more access, moaning every time Yeosang nipped and sucked on your sensitive skin. You held onto his arms and chuckled as you brushed your hands up Yeosang's arms before placing them on his cheeks.

"Typical you. Be patient, Sangie. Let's take this slowly," you stated with a smile as you lifted Yeosang's handsome face, seeing him stick his bottom lip out into a pout, whining in the process making you roll your eyes at him with a small smile. "You whiney baby. Here's an offer. We could cuddle right after if you want."

Yeosang smiled as he closed his eyes and hugged your form, liking the way you fit in his arms. "That's a great offer. You always left every time we did it. You're so mean," he stated as he pulled you close, not knowing that you could already feel the huge bulge in his pants on your torso.

"Well now I can make up for it, right?" You stated as you pulled Yeosang away from you gently before slowly dropping down to your knees, making Yeosang blush as he looked down at you. You looked up at him with a joyful smile before looking back down at the tent on his tight, leather pants, eyeing it carefully before palming it, Yeosang groaning as you did.

"B-Babe.." Yeosang called you, a little habit he's been used to ever since you two started being friends with benefits 2 years ago. He held your wrist to keep your hand in place as he began to grind his own hard, clothed member on your cold palm. "Just do it already, please."

"You're really impatient, Sangie. But sure, since you asked politely," you stated before Yeosang retracted his hand from your wrist, unzipping his pants and popping the button off the button hole, pulling his pants down and his boxers, making you lick your lips at the sight of Yeosang's hard, protruding, veiny cock. "Yeo, you're already this hard? It's so big," you stated as you chuckled darkly, licking the sides of his cock as you looked up at him. "Have you been waiting for me to do this for you?"

"Y-Yes.."

"You're so naughty, Sangie. Do you imagine me doing this to you when you masturbate? I know you do, Yeo," you stated as you sucked on the sides of his cock, avoiding the tip to rile Yeosang up. Yeosang let out a shaky breath before he groaned and bucked his hips on your face. You stopped and pulled away as you rolled your eyes before holding his hips in place. "Tsk. No, Sangie. Don't do that."

Yeosang looked down as he let out a small yet raspy moan, watching as you placed one hand on his hard member, your cold hands sending shivers down his spine, making him let out another airy breath as he closed his eyes. "M/N-ah.." he called out as he held your hand that was on his cock.

You chuckled as you gripped his dick tightly, making Yeosang groan before you slowly let go of the force on your hand. You looked up at him with a lewd smile, licking away the pre-cum that leaked from the tip of his cock, before wrapping your lips on his tip, sucking on it wildly as if it was a popsicle, making Yeosang moan loudly as he instinctively placed both his hands on your (H/C) hair, making you groan. You knew Yeosang's tip was his weakness point. You used yur tongue to play with the slit as you sucked on his tip as if your life depended on it, making Yeosang moan uncontolrollably loud, his knees shaking in pleasure.

You continued to suck on his tip before finally taking a few inches into your mouth, undoing your own pants as you did. You removed your hand from Yeosang's member and began to bob your head as you jerked yourself off, moaning all the while doing so. The vibrations that originated from your mouth sent sensations down Yeosang's system that he could already cum just from your mouth. The slurping and sloppy sounds that elicited from your mouth turned him on even more, it was so sexy how your soft lips was wrapped around his rod like that. "Fuck. M-M/N, it feels so good! Keep doing that."

You nodded as you took a few more inches. Yet you stopped and looked up at the other, making Yeosang look down at you with red cheeks and a frustrated whine, you smirked subtly before slowly taking in his length inside your mouth and humming once his whole length was inside your mouth, hitting the back of your throat, making Yeosang moan as he gripped your hair tightly.

"Holy shit! That feels so good!" Yeosang howled as he felt you swallow on his cock a few times, your throat tightening around it. Yeosang growled and could only see 'lust' as he used both his hands to push your head away from his cocking before pulling you back immediately, making you open your eyes widely as you placed your unused hand on Yeosang's thigh while you used the other to jerk your dick faster. Yeosang threw his head back in peasure with a mumbled 'Ah, fuck' before beginning to fuck your mouth. You moaned everytime it hit the back of your throat, liking the way he ruined your throat as if it was something that should be destroyed by his cock.

Gagging, you felt your eyes tear up as you jerked yourself off at the same pace as Yeosang's pace. "Mmph..mmngh.." you tried to speak but it was muffled by Yeosang's cock, who was now already too lost in the pleasure as he fucked your mouth with small groans and choked out moans.

"Holy fu—Ah! M/N! Babe, your mouth feels so warm, I don't think I'll last long," he announced as he threw his head back and fucked your mouth at an inhumane pace that you couldn't seem to keep up. Yeosang loved to go fast than slow, it was one thing you have to get used to when having sex with him.

You smiled as you hollowed your cheeks and continued to swallow around his cock everytime you deepthroated him, the inside of your cheeks directly swiping around his cock as he thrusted. "Fuck! Babe, keep doing that. You love my cock so much, don't you? Want to milk me dry so bad?" He stated, making you jerk yourself off faster as you nodded vigorously, tears continued to drip down your cheeks. "Of course you do. You want to fucking drink my cum? Huh?"

You nodded again, eagerly, as you felt him lightly slap your cheeks, making you moan as you felt that familiar feeling in your stomach. You jerked your cock off faster as you chased your high and so did Yeosang, fucking your mouth faster as he let out a few grunts. You let out a few breathy yet muffled gasps as you jerked yourself off before you let out a loud indistinct moan as you came on your hands, Yeosang smirking before eventually pushing his whole length inside you, stilling as he came on your throat. "Fucking swallow, babe."

You swallowed his semen, every drop counts, Yeosang groaning as he watched how your adam's apple bob up and down as you swallowed, the gulping sound turning him on even more. His semen was thick and it tasted somewhere between sweet and salty, but nevertheless you loved it. Before you could even comprehend what was happening, Yeosang had you pinned on the door, your back towards him as you're bent down, your head planted on the wooden door. Though uncomfrotable, you just let it slide. He slowly removed your pants and underwear away from you, doing so as well with his.

You let out a small gasp as you felt the tip of his gargantuan joystick on your puckered hole. "S-Sangie, hurry," you moaned as you felt Yeosang hold your arms, pulling it towards him. Now, your arms were outstretched towards him.

You gasped when Yeosang entered his saliva-coated tip inside your hole, but pull away immediately in a teasing manner, making you whine in complaint as he did it a few more times, Having had enough you groaned and rolled your eyes in annoyance. "Yeosang, what the fuck? Quit stalling and just shove your fucking cock inside me, you shitty bastard! I nee—AH! SHIT!"

You widened your eyes in shock when Yeosang snarled as he suddenly pulled your arms towards him and pushed his whole length inside your hole in one slam, hitting your prostate dead on, making you cum again. Oh my god. I just came from that? You thought as you lowered your head. Yeosang chuckled deeply as he let go of your hands and pulled your shaking figure towards him, your back against his chest. "How dare you disrespect me, babe," he whispered in your ears, your eyes welling with tears as you let out shaky gasps, the position making Yeosang's cock hit your prostate spot on.

"Y-Yeo, ah...your cock..so good," you stated as you face Yeosang, kissing him in a feverish manner while Yeosang held onto your hips as he began to thrust inside your hole. You placed one arm over his neck to stabilize yourself, your moans getting swallowed by Yeosang who just smirked as he fucked your hole, abusing your prostate.

Yeosang bit on your bottom lip, making you moan as you opened your mouth, entering his wet muscle inside your mouth, exploring the depths and every corner of your oral cavity. "Mmh.."

Yeosang pulled away as he placed kisses down your shoulders and collar bone, leaving visible and dark marks every time as he watched you squirm in his hold everytime he thrusted inside you. You let out moans and choked gasps as Yeosang looked you in your eyes. "It feels so amazing inside you, babe. You think we can go 'til the sun rises?"

"S-Sangie..it's s-still noon," you stated with a small pout before letting out a choked gasp when Yeosang entered his whole length again inside your velvety walls. Yeosang hugged your figure before pushing you towards the wall and began to thrust inside you at a medium-leveled paced.

Skin slapping against skin, your loud moans, and Yeosang's needy grunts were the only thing that echoed through the whole house. You two didn't give a fuck if the blonde's neighbor could hear your pitched moans 'cause right now, ths only thing inside your mind is Yeosang's dick inside your ass, abusing your sensitive hole and prostate.

"I know," he continued as he placed a kiss below your ear lobe. "But this is our first time as lovers. Can't we have more rounds than before?" Yeosang asked as he watched you blush hard and look away before nodding.

"O-Okay, but only for today," you stated with a frown, making Yeosang stop. You let out a loud whine as you grabbed his arms in anger. "What the hell, Sang? Why did you stop? Jeez, you—AH! Shit!" You cursed as you felt Yeosang grumble before fucking your hole mercilessly at a pace and angle that made you see stars, his tip brushing against those bundle of nerves that made you shuddern in Yeosang's arms. "Wait, slow down, Sang! N-No..hmm~! Wait, wait, Yeo! Ah, fuck! Ah! Hah! Ah, ah! Sangie, I'm cumming!"

You let out a loud moan as you threw your head back towards Yeosang's shoulders and came untouched, making Yeosang smirk as he held you close licking your, now, red and sensitive ear. You panted as your limp figure leaned against Yeosang's figure. But Yeosang had other plans as he began to thrust his still hard cock inside your hole, making you gasp as you tightened your hold onto Yeosang's arms. "I-I just...came~hah..S-Sangie..!"

"Who cares? I won't tolerate this kind of disrespect, M/N," he stated as he stopped and pulled his cock out, turning you around and hugging you. Thinking it was over, you sighed. "We're not over yet, M/N," he stated before he placed his arms behind your knees and carried you, your back against the door as he lined his member on on your sensitive hole again before slamming his whole length in, making you cum again with a loud moan. "Holy shit, you couldn't even wait for me. I haven't even cum yet," he stated with a dark chuckle as kissed your teary eyes.

He laughed menacingly as he pulled away before he began to thrust hardly into your hole, making you moan as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "S-Sang, fuck. T-Too much..I-I just came..s-slowly.."

"Who cares? Take it, babe. You deserve this," he stated before he began to thrust your hole mercilessly, making you let out sobs in pleasure as your tears began to travel down your face endlessly. "Aw, overstimulated?" Yeosang asked as you buried your face into his neck, biting it before sloppily kissing his neck. "I asked you a fucking question!"

You gasped when Yeosang suddenly landed a slap on your ass cheek harshly. Nevertheless, you nodded and continued to leave hickeys, though tiredly, on Yeosang's neck before travelling your kisses up to his temple, kissing his birth mark that you always admired.

Yeosang stopped as you pulled away and smiled, your cheeks and ears red, eyes tearing up, your face stained with tears. "Wh-Why do you h-hide it, Sangie? I-It's beautiful. I l-love it," you stated as you buried your face back on his neck with a loud moan when the blonde began thrusting his cock inside you oversensitive hole. "Ah! Yeosang, you're growing bigger! Wait! Don't thrust yet! Ah! Hmm~"

Yeosang just rolled his eyes as he began to thrust inside of you at a faster pace. You shakily placed one hand on your dick as you began to moan, your breath hitting Yeosang's ear as you jerked yourself. Yeosang moaned as you began to clench around his cock, making him thrust sloppily as he chased his high. You moaned loudly as you fastened your pace on your cock before stilling your hand movements and closed your eyes shut, cumming on your hands and his jacket.

Your hole clenching around Yeosang's cock made him see stars as he let out deep grunts through gritted teeth before finally stilling and cumming inside of you with a loud groan. He thrusted a few more times to ride out his high, grunting, the movements making you whine as you held onto him closer. "Does this mean I can court you already?"

You chuckled before nodding and ruffled his hair. "Of c-course, but I th-think we have the o-order in reverse."

You both laughed as Yeosang carried you, his cock still in your hole, towards the bedroom, making you whimper once in a while everytime his cock brushed against your abused prostate. Only then did you know that your 'session' was still not over when Yeosang looked at you with a lustful gaze as he licked his lips.

You don't know when you two stopped but you were for sure tired as hell and your ass aching and sore the next day you woke up. "Ah, Sangie. I'm so tired and exhausted. You went hard on me last night I can't even feel my legs," you stated as you watched Yeosang roam around his room with only sweatpants on while you were wearing his t-shirt, oversized on you.

"Sorry, I was just really excited and happy," Yeosang stated as he sat back down on the bed and kissed your forehead. "Why don't you sleep for a while and rest. I'll call Seonghwa-hyung to check out on you, okay?"

You smiled at the thought of Seonghwa before nodding. "Yey, Seonghwa-hyung! He's a great hyung."

"I know, which is why I'm entrusting him with you," Yeosang stated as he booped your nose, making you giggle before you two heard the doorbell's ring go off. "That must be Seonghwa-hyung."

"Sang, please take care," you stated before you smiled worriedly at him.

"Of course, babe," he stated as he pecked your lips, making you blush. "I always will. And I'll make sure to bring you your favorite chicken nuggets later."

"You're the best, Sang," you stated as you hugged him and kisssed his forehead. "I love you."

"I love you, too, M/N. Always have, always will."

#male reader #x male reader #ateez #ateez x male reader #smut #fluff #yeosang #ateez yeosang #kang yeosang #kang yeosang x male reader #yeosang x male reader #kpop x male reader #ateez yeosang x male reader

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shadowiie · 2 years

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can you give us more context for your Maria lives/ shadow puppet Au?

AU ASKS MY BELOVED

okay so originally this au was based off of this one comic by @/Lyricstomb about an alternate universe Maria meeting up with prime Shadow, where its revealed that although Shadow was technically alive in that universe, he recieved a fate worse than death (can't be bothered to search up the actual comic but it was pretty popular so im sure some people know what im talking about)

With a bunch of new ideas and headcanons it eventually spiralled out of control to become more than just a maria lives au, but an entire mess of a universe alltogether

I'm planning on changing the name from maria lives au to puppet shadow au simply because the lore of the au no longer surrounds the fact that maria is alive, but instead the fact that 50 years ago Shadow was mind controlled and taken over by GUN, who then utilized having an Ultimate Lifeform in their hands that would do whatever they say to take control of the world and rule as a kind of dystopian present

In this au, the people working to topple the current military government weirdly turned out to all be semi-obscure characters

There's Sonic, of course, but no Tails in this au rip. idk what happened to him maybe hes chilling on vacation

Sonic allowed himself to be genetically modified by bonafide biochemist and mad scientist Maria Robotnik, and so looks like that almost like a certain red and black hedgehog

Maria in this au lives instead of Shadow, but because of this she was forcibly spliced with Black Arms DNA by the ARC scientists (inspired by that one Black Arms War Maiden art by @/Xenohog), which means that she shares some abilities with Shadow and the other Black Arms. Without her consent, her legs were mutilated so she could walk again, and so because of this she has even more chronic pain issues than before, particularly centered around her feet and legs :)

Still, she fights hard to recover Shadow and wake him up from GUN's control

Next on this list is Elise! She's the one character I'm still figuring out how exactly i want to portray her (the human women in this series have zero personality so by god am i gonna make her interesting in this au), but she's a straight-faced princess that wields both flames and time-stop abilities to fight >:D

also i want her and maria to bond and develop into a qpr and thats why shes there

Eclipse has joined Team Wildin (name pending) because the way GUN figured out how to control Shadow was through manipulating the Black Arms hivemind, and so most of the Black Arms are either controlled by GUN or defeated. Black Doom created him in a last ditch effort for the survival of the species, so he was purposefully blocked out from receiving messages in the hivemind, only able to send messages one way. He teams up with the rest of the cast because the enemy of my enemy is my friend and boy howdy am i straight outta options

Lastly, Sticks the Badger :)

(also Maria has a Doom's Eye friend named Dorito. They're the mascot)

Together they fight against GUN and the United Federation, hoping to figure out a method to bring Shadow back :)

#maria lives au #puppet shadow au #the energy of this cast is immaculate and has the power to topple governments #especially the au specific potrayals i do of the characters #bc canon is a coward and refuses to give Eclipse the corruption arc where he gets even worse he deserves <3 #none of these characters are free from chaos btw theyre all insane /posi #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #maria robotnik #sonic au #princess elise #eclipse the darkling #sticks the badger #dooms eye

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not-a-big-slay · 3 years

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Patient

summary: you are sick and cal is taking care of you

type: fluff

warnings: throwing up, headache, vomit, swearing but nothing too harsh.

A/N: i. did this fic a while ago and then i deleted it, but i've spend hours doing it so... well enjoy ig

REMEMBER: ITS A JOKE, THE WHOLE FIC IS WRITTEN WITH HUMOROUS PURPOSES, DONT TAKE ANY OF IT SERIOUSLY (thank you)

also i find Tumblr's lack of Cal x reader fanfics disturbing.

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You were never sick!

Of course every now and then you were having a little cold or a headache, but nothing too serious.

You were laying on a bed, hands on your forehead. You felt like your head was a gong that was constantly being hit. Your throat was sore and every word or sound you made hurted and your skin was on fire.

Not literally, but it sure felt like it.

You groaned, feeling the upcoming pain in your throat as you turned to the other side. You heard Cere's laugh from another room, a little jealous of how happy and healthy she's feeling.

Come on, Y/N

You've said to yourself. The last thing you desired was to jeopardise this mission because of a "low state of your body" .

Get up!

You lifted your legs. They've seemed heavier than usual. Once your legs were steadily on the floor you brought your upper body up, sighing of an exhaustion.

This will be a long day

After a few moments you got up and started to make your way into the kitchen. You've figured that if you would secretly take some medicine, others wouldn't even notice.

But you weren't so inconspicuous about that. You hardly made it to the kitchen without stumbling over anything that came in your way. The crew looked at you and you tried to cover everything up by smiling and waving at them.

It didn't cover up shit, but you tried.

"Good morning" you greeted them with a smile, that looked like it hurts more than a knife in the back. You walked to the kitchen counter, picking your food and completely ignoring others gazes.

"Morning" said Cere with a suspision in her voice. She knew there was something wrong with you, it wasn't that hard to see.

"Is.. everything ok?" Cal was worried that Greez's food might have poisened you, cause frankly, he doesn't cook as good as he claims.

"Yeah, everything's fine."

"You're definitely not the best liar of the year, kid. " Greez chuckled at his own comment. You tried to act normal as you walked to the table and sat down, but it didn't matter how good at acting you were, they already knew that something's up

"I promise guys, im fine." as convincing you may sound, they're not falling for that. Cal reached his hand out and putted it on your head. Before you could say something, he pulled away.

"Yeah, they have a fever" he said it like you were an air for them, which made you scoff. Cere nodded and walked away.

"I already said that im ok!" you still denied to admit, that you're sick. Yes, you were feeling horrible and all, but it was nothing you couldn't handle. Just a bad day, that was it.

Cere was back in a minute with a small bag. You watched her bringing out medicine, you've never seen before, and putting it on the table.

"So," she started after emptying the bag, "what is hurting you"

You could have probably still pretend that you're ok and totally healthy, but at this point it would be dreadful, for all of you. You sighed in defeat, even though there wasn't any competition to lose, and finally admitted that you are unfortunetly sick.

"Well, i have a soar throat and a really big headache." you said quietly. Your voice had to be kept down, you've already said enough today, that wasn't worth the pain.

Cere hummed in an understandable tone, proving that she heard your struggles and started looking for the right bottles.

"Alright, you're gonna be fine. Go lie down."

You wanted to listen to her, but the problem was that you barely made it here. Cal, like he read your mind, was next to you in a second, offering his hand.

"Come on, i'll help you" he smiled and you swore to the Maker that it healed you a little bit. You gladly accept his help and got up.

The way to the bed was easier with the Jedi's help. He didn't let go of you until you were completely lying on the matress, and even after he was reassured of it, he sat down on the bed and moved his hand into your palm, squeezing it lightly.

You looked up to his eyes, trying to find the cure to your sickness there. You were sure that he was the only thing, that could make you feel better.

"You look terribly."

Okay, not so sure now.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes when his laughter reached your ears. It was beautiful, like when you feel a cold wind on hot summer day or a sudden breeze of heat while you're freezing in winter. The hope everybody's waiting for and when it comes, they're grateful for it.

He was more than welcome to make fun of you if he'll laugh like that.

"I'll go for the medicine" he said, squeezing your hand again before standing up and leaving you alone with the sound of engines.

You never understood how Cal could sleep here. You often only layed down and relaxed, but you could never fall asleep like that Jedi. He was probably used to this. You doubt that Bracca scrappers have a nice soundproof bedroom. But the noise really gets annoying.

Cal was back in a minute with medicine in his hand and a cup of something hot, judging from the steam that was coming out of it, in the other. You were watching him as he putted everything down and sat back down on the bed. Suddenly a really bad feeling in you appeared. You went from feeling pretty much alive to "im gonna puke all my organs out". You shifted to the side, expecting to feel your breakfast escaping from your body. Cal immediately knew what is going on and was on his legs faster than light.

"H-hold it in for a sec, i'll bring some-" poor guy wasn't able to finish the sentence, because you have spilled your guts out. You couldn't understand how something can be this relieving and awful at the same time. You felt embarrased by your action when Cal's earlier words came to your mind.

He was more worried that you will repeat that than disgusted. He quickly helped you sit down and without a word started looking for something that he would clean the mess with.

And also for a bucket.

While he was searching, he was constantly telling you words of affirmation. Cal figured that it might help you not to puke again and calm you down. Or calm him down, because his heart rate was now higher than a sky. He was worried about you. A lot.

"It's okay, it's okay, you're gonna be fine." Another words slip out of his mouth like you would hear him, even though he's far away. He finally found what he was looking for. A bucket and a mop. He returned to your side as fast as he could and putted the bucket next to the bed. You thanked him for his actions and closed your eyes. You felt bad for him, that he has to clean it, but at the same time you didn't care. You haven't felt this dreadful in a long time and it wasn't a great experience. All you wanted to do was to lie down and sleep, but you doubt that your headache would let you be. You should have take some of the medicine Cere gave you.

As you thought of that, you felt someone sitting down across from you and nudging you with a cup. The nice smell coming out of it forced your eyes to open and took the cup into your hands from Cal's. While you were taking it from him, you touched his hand, finding out that he was cold. So cold. He must have felt the same, because he frowned as you two interacted. But your hands were hot that he thought it would burn his skin. You sipped from the cup while Cal reached for the medicine.

"This is on your headache," he showed you a little green bottle, "and this is for your stomach." he said and gave you a yellow bottle. You took the yellow medicine and drank from your cup. "And this is for the throat, i suppose." you said with a little smile, raising your cup a bit. You didn't feel like smiling, but if Cal would return it to you, it was worth it. And he gladly did.

"So, who's gonna clean this" you pointed out your doing on the floor. Your mind was telling you that you probably should, but you barely walked by yourself.

"Ah, let Greez take care of it." he waved his hand to show that he doesn't care about it. You both laughed, but a feel of guilt washed over you.

"Im sorry that you all are taking care of me, i know how this mission is important to you." you said as you tapped your fingers against the cup. You were kinda nervous that he would be mad at you. For jeopardising this mission and for leaving your earlier food next to the bed.

"Y/N, it's alright. Right now, curing you is our priority." he reassured his words with a heartmelting smile.

The most important thing for him right now is not a mission, it's you. He hated to see you like this and whatever it takes he'll make you feel better.

"Thank you." you returned him a smile. You wanted to sleep. That's all you desired to do right now. You set down your mug and layed down on your back. Cal was standing up to let you sleep in peace, but your voice stopped him.

"Could you stay with me? Please?"

He turned around and caught your eyes with his. They were full of hope and he couldn't say no to that.

He wouldn't anyway.

You hoped that your vomiting won't change his mind, but as he sat down and took your hand gently, your worries were washed away like a sand by a wave.

You knew that he would never leave your side willingly. Doesn't matter if it's in a fight or in sickness, you two would never leave each other. You smiled at that thought as you were drifting away in sleep, with a warm feeling of your hand in Cal's.

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When you woke up, the feeling was gone. And so was Cal.

And so was your vomit.

You knew, that whoever cleaned it, is not very happy about it. You were feeling better due to the medicine Cere gave you and you were sure you could now keep your food in your stomach better. Only thing you could heard was the engines next to you. That meant everybody was still asleep and that it is probably early for anyone to wake up, until you heard footsteps coming to you. The door slid open and you saw Cal standing there, big smile on his face.

"Cal?" you said, reassuring yourself that it is him. "What time is it?"

"I've made you a breakfast." he ignored your question and impatiently waited for your answer. Which disappointed him when you replied with a simple 'what?'.

"Come on" Cal said stepping closer to your bed. He waited, if you would need his help to walk. He woke up earlier than you, but on purpose. It was still dark outside when he was making you your favorite breakfast and after he was finished, the suns were about to set. He made the food of course lighter than usual, because he didn't know the possibility of you throwing up and he didn't want to bother Greez with it again. Even though it was fun to watch him as he cursed everyone on The Mantis and struggled with the already dry bits of your vomit.

You still wanted to sleep, but Cal looked so proud of what he made that you couldn't refuse him. You sat down on the edge of the bed and started to stand up. Cal was ready to catch you if you would stumble or fall. But you didn't seem like it. You started walking slowly, Cal right behind you, and you added on speed a little after you were sure that you won't fall.

You soon had a good view on Cal's cooking. It looked better than every other food you had here so far. Next to it was a cup of tea, you supposed and then a little flower you saw many times outside on this planet.

"Oh my god, Cal, this is amazing!" you couldn't believe that he woke up before you and everyone else just to make you a breakfast. Your heart was about to collapse, but you ignored it and have seated yourself instead.

"Glad you like it." he stated and leaned against the counter. He was waiting on your first bite, cause he was a bit unsure if it taste just as good as it smelled. But to his amusment your reaction confirmed his hope.

"Damn, this is good!" you stated before eating more and more of it. Cal only laughed and sat down next to you, waiting for your next wish.

Cause he would sure as hell fulfill it.

#star wars #disney #cal kestis #cal kestis x reader #jedi fallen order #jedi #fallen order #ea #Lucasfilm #disney+

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batjokezlovineverything · 3 years

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The One That Got Away (Sonny Carisi x Daughter!Reader) Part 1/2

anonymous inquired:

Hii do you fanfics, imagines for SVU? If so can you do a Sonny x reader where you are his daughter and you try to kill yourself after being raped. The team finds out and hunts the rapist down. If you could make it middle length maybe? It’s ok if you can’t. If you can thank youuu

Trigger Warning(s): mentions of rape, description of rape, suicide attempt, self-harm, language, etc..

Reminder: Spoilers from recent episodes of SVU - so Carisi is ADA now. If you don't like spoilers, please watch/start on Season 22 beforehand. Thank you.

You could still feel the touch of him. How he threw you around like garbage. When you look down at your legs, you see reminders of him. That night was horrifying for you. However, you weren't surprised that you were targeted since you're the daughter of ADA Carisi.

Y/N Carisi - you were born on M/D/Y - having e/c eyes and h/c hair. Despite all that, you grew up near the SVU, so you knew the signs but you felt like you were stupid and deserved this. Like it was meant to happen. You haven't told anyone because you felt ashamed. You know (for a fact) that your dad will literally kill the guy - but you don't want him to risk his job for you.

(POV CHANGE - I/IM/ME/FIRST PERSON)

I came home from school and immediately went to my bedroom. My dad wasn't home yet so I just lay in my bed - and do what I've been doing. I just look at the wall and think. I think about the things I've done, the things I've wanted to do, the things I want to do, and the things that I wanted to do but was too scared to do so.

It's hard being an ADA's daughter because I've seen the threats he's gotten. People have cyberbullied me a lot, which isn't a surprise, but it's still not pleasant. Through my dad, I've felt unsafe because of threats I received - and some of the things that have been done to me.

A few weeks ago, I was raped after my dad won a case. The convicted man's family, who is apart of a mafia, seemed to convey hatred against him. I'm not sure if it's one of them that raped me but I just want to block it out. I want to forget it ever happened but it's not that easy. The past few days have been even harder because the thoughts have gotten worse. My dad knows I struggle with my mental health, in general, but he doesn't know why it's worsened lately. He doesn't know that I've started self-harming again.

It's hard to be alone with all these thoughts - because it's getting harder. I look at the belt nearby and place my hand against the leather. I just want this pain to be gone.

(HOURS LATER; 3RD PERSON POV)

Sonny finally arrived home. He had been trying to get a hold of Y/N but he had no luck. He opened the front door to a silent apartment. He was used to the silence but he felt a different feeling - like something was - like a gut instinct. He knew something was up.

He began to call Y/N's name, "Y/N! Are you home?" Silence. Just pure silence. He looked around the apartment and noticed her backpack on the kitchen counter - so she was home.

He went down the hallway and saw her bedroom door barely shut. He opened the door and he felt his stomach turn. Y/N was hanging from a belt. He rushed to her and unbuckled the belt carefully, so she would fall down, but he grabbed her in time. She placed her on the floor and felt for a pulse. It was weak but she had a pulse.

He took his phone out and dialed 911, before putting the speakerphone on and placing it on the ground. He immediately began chest compressions.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"This is ADA Sonny Carisi of Manhattan. I just came home to my daughter who attempted suicide. Please, send some paramedics and SVU here."

He continued the CPR, "Are there signs of sexual abuse?"

"I don't know but something isn't right. I'm doing CPR right now. Her pulse is weak. Please, hurry."

"Yes sir, just keep doing what you're doing. They're on their way."

Sonny continued to do the compressions, hoping she'd wake up, but she was still unconscious.

"Come on, baby..." He mumbled under his breath, as he continued the compressions.

Minutes went by and the paramedics arrived, along with SVU. They rushed into the house and Sonny stood by, as they began to take her vitals and placed her on a stretcher. Sonny felt like his whole world was turning upside down.

Olivia rushed in there, along with Amanda. "Sonny, what happened?"

"I came home to check on her because she wasn't answering her phone, so when I got here - something felt off and went to her room and found her like this..." He explained, trying to contain his emotions.

"Do you think she was raped?" Amanda questioned, causing Sonny to look down to the ground.

"I don't know but she hasn't been suicidal... I've been with her and something isn't right about this."

Olivia watched them take her out on the stretcher, noticing scratches on her arms, before sighing. Sonny was right. Something was wrong.

Hours had passed and Y/N awoke in a hospital bed, looking around to see her dad and some of his friends. "Dad?"

Sonny immediately rushed to his daughter's side and gave a kiss on her forehead. "How are you, sweetheart?"

She remembered what she did and regret filled her eyes. She placed her palms over her eyes and shook her head. "I'm so sorry, dad..."

"You have nothing to be sorry about, Y/N." Sonny assurred but she shook her head, throwing her hands down on the bed.

"I do, I really do, Dad." Y/N sobbed out, tears beginning to flow down her cheeks. Sonny looked at her and grabbed her hand, rubbing the back of her hand gently.

"Honey, why are you sorry?" She began to tug at the IV, trying to take it out. Machines began to beep uncontrollably, "You're safe, Y/N!"

"Dad, you're gonna kill me..." She yelled out in hysterics, nurses beginning to barge in.

"Sedate her!" One of the nurses shouted. Sonny was forced to get out of the room as he watched her fight off nurses.

"What happened to my babygirl?"

"Sonny..." Olivia began as she placed a hand on his back. "I think she's been raped or assaulted."

Sonny felt himself becoming numb and in shock. Olivia had it wrong, or did she? It would make a lot of sense, though. The huge question was why? Why would someone hurt his babygirl? That question ran through his mind.

Hours passed by and Sonny anxiously paced the halls of the hospital. Olivia had gone in there to talk with Y/N. Sonny knew he couldn't do it and just knew that she wouldn't talk to him about it. Not yet, at least.

"It's going to be okay, Carisi..." Amanda reassured, standing up after sitting in the chair for some time. "We will figure this all out but you need to sit down, you'll make yourself sick."

"I already feel sick and disgusted. I should've known something was off. I should've taken off work when her behavior started changing but I thought it was just teenage things. We've all gone through it..."

Amanda tightened her lips, biting the inside of her cheek. It was really unfortunate. The creak from the hospital room's door interrupted the two. Olivia came out with a clipboard, approaching Sonny at once. "I need you to sit down, Sonny..."

Sonny knew exactly what Olivia was going to say. Either way, nothing would stop the anger evolving inside of him. He didn't protect his daughter like he was always promised. He was already blaming himself.

"She was raped about a week ago. His identity is unknown but she said he had green eyes, black hair, pale skin, and dressed very neatly - but she mentioned that he said it was a warning for you..."

Sonny curled his eyebrows together, bringing eye contact with Olivia. He began to shook his head, grabbing the sides of his face, burying his face into his lap. "No..."

"She said he supposedly was a relative of a case you beat recently."

Carisi pounded his fist into his legs, screaming out, "Damn it!"

He jumped to his feet immediately, rushing toward the exit of the building, anger overcoming him.

"Sonny, you can't pursue this case!" Olivia yelled through the distance. "I have the authority to arrest you and I don't want to do that..."

He stopped in his tracks, turning to her. "You won't let me pursue this but you pursued your buddy Stabler's wife's case..."

"Excuse me?"

"If you can help your old partner out, then you can have my back on this... Either way, I have a feeling on who this is, and no one's stopping me - not even you."

With that, Carisi rushed out of the hospital building, leaving Olivia speechless. She looked at Amanda and audibly sighed.

Carisi got home and skimmed through each case file thoroughly, especially recent cases.

Brown v. Powell

New York State v. Senator Graham

Little v. Brewster

Jackson v. Gallagher

As he went past the Jackson v. Gallagher file, he pulled up the list of relatives for the Gallagher case (the opposing side). He saw Michael Gallagher. He was 35 and had all the features his daughter reportedly claimed. He clenched his hands into fists for a moment before hearing the doorbell ring. He snapped out of it and went to open the door.

In the pouring rain, Olivia stood there. Carisi found himself surprised but grateful.

"I'm sorry..." She gently apologized as she dug her hands into the pockets of her trenchcoat.

"We don't have time for that. I think I found a suspect..."

Olivia widened her eyes a bit as he led her to his office. He began to explain the case to her, which was complicated but expressed how one of the relatives had been sending threats since the trial completed. In which, we have Michael Gallagher.

"This is good... He looks just like the guy she described. This is a good sign, Sonny." Olivia admitted as she pulled out her phone. "I'm going to have them test Y/Ns DNA samples and possibly other DNA matches as soon as they can."

"Thank you, Liv."

She flashed a sly smile at him before she headed out. However, Sonny wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon, so the night would be interesting.

#sonny carisi #law and order svu #law and order: svu #lawandorder #law and order #law and order svu imagines #carisi #sonny carisi imagine #sonny carisi x reader #detective carisi #ada carisi

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solasan · 2 years

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💛 👗 🤷‍♀️ for any oc of ur choosing <33

headcanon prompts:

leda shepard:

[ 💛 ] how empathetic is your muse? how compassionate are they? is this something people expect from them, or are people surprised when they find out how compassionate or empathetic they actually are?

yeah, leda's pretty empathetic. idk. people don't rly expect her to be; stories about the reticent, hard-hearted survivor of akuze have made their way through the grapevine here and there, and she's such a sorta... legendary badass that people generally expect her to be a lot like she is; kinda gruff, quiet, not very personable at all. but she cares a lot about the people around her, which doesn't always come across until u get to know her better, so usually it's a bit of a surprise. most of her abject kindness is present in the little things; buying thane tea from the citadel for their journeys during me2, or subtly threatening the more xenophobic members of her crew into treating tali with respect during me1. stuff like that.

she's done a lot of good, don't get me wrong!! there's enough testimony from people she's saved flying about the extranet that most people who hear the name 'leda shepard' offer it a lot of respect, but she's... less the cuddles-and-marshmallows kind of heroic figure, more of the 'shes done some good stuff but dear god don't get on her bad side' kind. very coldly practical to the outside world. renegon babey!!

[ 👗 ] what is your muse’s fashion sense like? are they able to dress the way they want to? what would they wear in an ideal world?

dhsdjkdslk military. very military. quite sparse, too; she doesn't keep an eye on fashion trends and largely avoids accessorising for practical reasons (she worries about jewellery getting caught on stuff during a life-or-death situation, for example). her only accessories as a rule are her dog tags. even tho obviously she's in a combat uniform most of the time, she doesn't... actually mind it much?? she likes that she doesn't have to put thought into what she wears and she can actually reserve her brain power for what she thinks is 'more important' stuff.

when she's not in uniform, she's usually in like... sweatpants, wifebeaters, stuff like that. clothes she can move in, that are comfortable enough to sleep in but also could be worked out in? im realising she dresses like a gym rat dshdjks. colours are usually blacks, whites, greys; the occasional like... camo green. even when she's not obviously geared up, she dresses like she's military, basically. u could absolutely tell she was a soldier even if she wasnt in her fatigues when u met her. NO DRESSES. they're bad to fight in, and she doesn't have a very high opinion of her looks / her body, so she doesn't like having her legs on display much.

[ 🤷‍♀️ ] how does your muse approach strangers? how does this compare to how they interact with close friends or lovers?

pretty gruffly, i guess?? idk it depends on the stranger; she's not gonna be an out-and-out asshole to, like, a kid, or anything. generally tho leda can be expected to be quite uhhh... to-the-point, blunt. no nonsense. quiet. she'll ask what questions she feels need to be asked, and often she'll kinda sit back and let a conversation run its course, only taking charge if she feels it's necessary or like they're getting off-track.

close friends and lovers definitely see a different side of her, though it takes some time to really tease it out. she's still quiet around those she's closest with, but it's more of a comfortable, companionable kind of quiet, and she's less pissy about any silences being interrupted. her humour really only comes out around those she feels she can be herself around, and that humour's pretty deadpan and dry, but if the people around her are receptive to it, it comes out more and more. garrus and thane are rly the only people to see the true 'heart' of her, though, which is much more... not nervous, but uncertain. she doesn't like to let anyone else see that rly, bc there's so many expectations on her shoulders, but garrus and thane are the people she trusts the most in the world, so they're aware of it.

#smooches u thank u jasmine ilysm <3333 #ch: leda shepard #answered #montliyets

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obscureoperations · 3 years

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i have yet another prompt for you because i cant stop thinking about this sweet man and of course, im a goth hoe. So, Martin with a goth crush or s/o. I feel like he'd be interested by them especially since the people in his town would also treat them p bad because it's mostly full of old folks. would he know what goth is? I kinda feel like when he first sees them he thinks they're a vampire too lmao. would he be intrigued by them and stalk them about?

Oh nice! I think Martin would be intrigued right off the bat, their appearance certainly drew attention. He would probably notice them the second they entered Cuda’s shop. He couldn’t tear his eyes away out of sheer curiosity. He could clearly see how some of the old women would sneer at you and whisper under their breath. For the most part you remained completely un-phased. If anything, their attention seemed to amuse you. You carelessly stroll past Mrs. Belini, whose lips were already curled into a bitter sneer. The old bag was practically vibrating with anger over the fact that you barely spared her a second glance. “Cuda! You really need to mind who you let into the shop! This is an old person’s town after all, how would it look?!”

“Mrs. Belini... calm down. She is just like any paying customer. She has a basket... she fully intends to shop.”

“That’s not the point you old crone..Just look at her state of dress..It’s clearly upsetting the other customers!”

Martin briefly scans over the near empty aisles. The few customers that they had were completely preoccupied.

“I just think that you...as the owner should...”

Belini’s voice begins to fade into the background.

His attention was fixed on you as you leisurely select your items. Not a care in the world, the basket rests comfortably on your arm. You seemed to have all the time in the world. He had never seen anyone like you in real life... or at least not up close. You looked like one of the people who would stand out in front of that dance club on the far end of town. Though not quite as intimidating. Clad in black from head to toe, not a varying shade in the mix. Inky hair cascades down your back,straight cut bangs barely conceal kohl rimmed eyes. Your skin was pale, almost lily white. Long slender legs clad in fishnet, the boots you wore gave you about a quarter of a foot’s more height.

He couldn’t understand what was so offensive about your look. Yes it was different,but was that necessarily a bad thing? In a pallid town like this, what was the harm in a little more absence of color? He continued to watch as you moved about the store, more and more questions forming in his head. Where did you come from.. were you new? What was your name... what did you do? All questions began to muddle together the closer you got to the counter. He quickly glances away, busing himself arranging the desk. Placing a new stack of bags on the rack. Anything to avoid looking at you.

“Is this the check out?”

Your voice was not anything like he expected. There was a playful lilt in the tone, an almost airy sort of whisper. It reminded him of the wind as it moved through the branches at night, over the rafters into his bedroom window.

“Yes. “He offers quietly as he begins to scan each of your items. He can feel your gaze boring into him, it was unwavering, yet it wasn’t entirely uncomfortable. He tried to steady his breath, he didn’t want to appear too flustered. He begins to carefully scan and place your items into the bag. His eyes honed in on your hands, lightly poised resting against the counter. Long glossy black pointed nails absentmindedly tap against the tile. How could you wear those things, couldn’t they break during the day? During mindless tasks? With his gaze pointed on your hands, another thought flashes briefly through his mind… He stills himself, wishing it away completely.

“Are you new here?” You ask almost suddenly. Heat begins to rise to his face.

“I am. I’ve been here for about a month.”

“Cool... So am I. I’ve been here for like two days...”

His head snaps up suddenly, the moment his eyes land on your face he’s taken aback. Not ghoulish in the least, the way Mrs. Belinis complaints had implied. Hauntingly beautiful were the first words that came to mind. You reminded him of one of the ladies in an old comic book he used to have. Always depicted somewhere near a graveyard, skin tight black dress that left next to nothing to the imagination. Like that, but better-- your eyes were large and searching, the ink around them drew him in further. Your skin was smooth and clear, at least three shades lighter than his own. If it was makeup, he would be none the wiser. It seemed to illuminate under the fluorescent light, it gave you this almost ethereal glow.

He nods his head, quickly reaching for more of your items, placing them in the bag. He didn’t know what to say. “Oh that’s nice.” Was a bit underwhelming, but at this point his brain wasn’t running on all four cylinders.

Gosh she’s pretty… like really pretty.

His hands unconsciously begin to shake. It wasn’t the blood this time he was actually nervous. Every second that he didn’t reply felt like an eternity. Why couldn’t he come up with a simple response? He felt almost frozen in your presence, but not in a bad way. He wished he could just look at you for a moment and not have to speak

“What’s your name?” You ask suddenly, nearly causing him to drop the scanner.

“M-” He clears his throat. “Martin. My name is Martin.” That was alright. He didn't stammer, at least not too much.

“Nice to meet you Martin… Im y/n.. I’m gonna be here for a couple of months, hopefully I’ll get to see you around.”

And with that you were gone, change left on the counter as a tip. He was already thinking of ways he could find you. You paid in cash so there was no check or signature, but surely he could figure something out. He already decided that it was important. The thought never crossed his mind that you were going to be the next one. Far from that. If anything he wanted to see you walking about, alive and animated. He was already fascinated. How were you so impervious to their jeers? Where did you come from, he had to know. Why did you dress like that in real life? “Vampira! That was her name.” Did you think you were just like him?

He would follow you the next couple weeks, learning nothing new asides from your address, and the fact that you would stroll through the cemetery on some days.Fingers ghosting along the tombstones with a certain mournful look in your eyes. Pausing to rest against them in the middle of the day. You were his new favorite person to watch, with no other intent than to ensure that you got home safely. The day that you strolled into Cuda’s shop with the sole intention to see him, was pretty much burned into his brain. You bypassed Mrs. Bellini almost fast enough for her head to spin. You paused directly in front of the counter.

“Martin, I really want to show you around town. Can we go out?”

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I want to delve more deeply into this, maybe in the form of head cannons. But not tonight.

#Martin 1977 #martin 1978 #martin/reader #martin/you #martin/fem reader #goth #its goff! I love it

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jiracheer · 4 years

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!!! My very first request!!! 🥺 I was so happy to see this in my inbox!! Sorry these are a bit long, but I hope you enjoy nevertheless anon!! 💕💕 pls forgive any grammar mistakes! im p sure i wrote this around 2 AM LMAO

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{ Haikyuu boys taking you out on your first date HCs }

ASAHI AZUMANE

we all know he's rlly nervous about y'alls first date

he probably asks the boys for help about places to go, and how to ask you out!!

Suga, Daichi, Yachi, Kiyoko, Ennoshita, and Yams are super helpful!! They give him a lot of helpful tips, and even help him figure out a way to ask you out in the most perfect way possible!

Tsukki, Noya, Tanaka, Kags, and Hinta were little to no help. Their Ideas were... Good, but they weren't what he was looking for. He appreciates their help in the end

you both tend to walk home together. It really depends though! Sometimes you're down to wait until practice is over, and sometimes you just wanna go home and do your own thing

so on one of the walks home, he stops you halfway and asks you if you wanted to go roller skating date with him over the weekend

his face is so red

and so is yours because you never would've thought he'd ask you out on a date

he thinks you're about to reject him because you're just standing there in silence

"Y-You don't- We don't have to go-"

"No! Wait! I do wanna go out with you!"

the rest of the walk home is really awkward, but there's a sweet smile on y'alls faces

when the day finally comes, Asahi picks you up from your house and you're 🥺

he's wearing a cute pair of jeans with a wooly sweater over a white button up, and converse

and you're like,,, omg, did i underdress?? i need to look as cute as that??? and you look like you're about to go back inside and change, but he stops you halfway and tells you that you look cute

last minute he pulls out a handful of flowers, and you're about to cry because he's so damn cute, but then he apologizes bc lowkey they're kinda crushed

but its okay

you put them inside and y'all start leaving

y'all chat about whatever and you walk close to him, and you hold onto his arm and lean against him

when it comes to the skating part? y'all are dying.

you both cling to the walls until you finally find the confidence to skate, and you're FERAL. You're zooming around, and Asahi is just watching you with big eyes and a blush

you try your best to pull him off the wall, and skate with you, and he was terrified! man almost peed his pants! but eventually you peel him off and he's SHAKING

this tall beefy man that could snap you in half, is leaning on you and holding onto you for dear life, and you're the only thing between him and the floor

it takes him a hot minute before he's finally able to stand without busting his ass, or shaking, so you take his hand and y'all are just vibing

when the couple song comes on? He's heading towards the exit and you tug him BACK into the rink, and you're like :) "let's skate!!"

he almost passes out

he never would've thought you'd want to skate with him during a couple turn 🥺

he holds your hand real tight, and you interlace your fingers with him. and it's just really nice

Asahi leans against you again but it's not as heavy, it's a good weight that you wanna feel all night long

y'all decide to split a pizza and an icee, and you're just hanging out at your table and you're just sitting close and 🥺🥺🥺

his face is close to yours when you talk, and you're hugging his arm and you just lay your head on his shoulder

im so fuckin soft

eventually, you get really tired and it's time to go home

Asahi takes you home and nervously takes your hand before you go in, and he kisses your knuckles and wishes you goodnight

the second you're inside? you're dying

Asahi is also dying

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

you and Iwa are probably already pretty close, and you both knew how you felt, but neither one of you knew how to approach the situation

bc no cap?

Iwa was lowkey waiting for YOU to say something

while you were waiting for IWA to say something

and the whole team is sick and tired of it. Especially Oikawa

He just wants to see his two favorite people get together!!!

So he urged Iwa to say something after one of their matches

and thats when you both decide to finally make plans for a date, and you both suggested going bowling

and y'all just kinda looked at each other

and laughed really fuckin hard

You both decide to just meet up there since it would be easier for the both of you

he looks rlly cute in his usual attire of just a good pair of jeans, hoodie, and a jacket above it

and you're like. eyein that jacket. you want it by the end of the night

so you two go in, get your shoes, and start heading down to the lanes

on god, you're nervous. you're scared of your fingers getting stuck in the balls

you tell Iwa and he laughs at you, telling you that it won't happen if you're careful

you kinda eye him like uhmmm if you say so????

but you're still careful

y'all decide to name each other

Iwa is a gentleman, so he makes your nickname 'Sunshine :)'

sadly tho, you decide to be a lil shit, and his nickname is 'Oikawa's whore'

he punches your arm and you're in tears from how hard you're laughing

y'all decide to place a bet at the start since you wanted to add some spice to the date

you make a bet that if iwa wins, you're paying for the food, and if you win, he pays for the food

eventually you start playing and he's way ahead of you, and you're hitting his back jealous that he's winning

iwa is laughing in your face and he reaches for another ball. you have a feeling that this is gonna be the ball that makes you lose

you just watch in horror as he lifts the ball

he's preparing to throw it...

and!

he's sent forward, collapsing onto the ground with a double heavy thud

you blink.

and then you LAUGH REALLY FUCKIN HARD

Karma is a bitch! Iwa's fingers got stuck in the ball, and he's just laying there dumbfounded, and you're laughing

you have to help him up eventually, and you're trying so hard not to cry/shout in laughter. He's all red, but you help his fingers out and y'all sit down

you look over his hand and you're making sure his fingers aren't broken or anything

iwa just watches your tiny lil hand in his, and his heart is racing SO FAST

it isn't until you kiss his fingertips and tell him that you're gonna go get ice, that this man explodes

he takes your wrist and pulls you down so he can kiss your nose and he thanks you with a tiny mumble

you lowkey die on the spot and stagger away to get his ice, and when you come back there's a bit more pep in your step

you come back and his fingers seem okay, so you just decide maybe it's a good time to start going back home

the walk back is full of laughter and him eventually throwing an arm around your shoulder

you lean into his side and you hold his hand

when he drops you off the two of you just hang out in your porch

and he eventually leans down to kiss you 🥺 and he whispers good night against your lips

he waves you farewell, and you do too

and you know damn well you wanna go on another date with this man

TENDOU SATORI

on god I struggled to think of a date idea for Tendou

bc I was given SOOOOO MANY GOOD DATE IDEAS FOR THIS FUCKER

Tendou decided to ask you out of the blue if you wanted to go to the zoo with him

you were kinda shocked to see that Tendou wanted to go somewhere with YOU of all people

because no cap, you thought u were pretty Lame, and not cool enough to hang out with him, but. 😳 um. you said yes! let's go to the zoo!!!

but you really didn't know if it was a date or not, because he didn't say it, but in your head its a date

you're a lil nervous about going to the zoo with him because you haven't hung around with him one on one

Leon, Semi, and even Toshi, were always with y'all when you two would hang out

so having alone time with him is KINDAAAA intimidating

but when he pulls up to your house so excited to take you out 🥺 all of your anxieties are GONE!!!!!

he does not HESITATE to take your hand. He holds your tiny lil hand in his much bigger one, and he just chats about whatever comes to mind

when y'all are on the train, he sits across from you just so he can watch you stare out the window and admire you AND the view outside

he chose a pretty good day to take you out. the sun was bright and warm, and you were wearing the cutest dress so he knew today was going to be pretty good

the second you get to the zoo he makes sure to buy tickets to ride the train around the zoo, and even access to the carousel

you're about to WWE bodyslam him to the ground for buying you your ticket!! like motherfucker I have the money!!!!!!

you're so close to beating the shit out of him, but he slips the access bracelet around your wrist and slips his fingers through yours and he's like

🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!

anger? gone.

serotonin? here.

your love for him? massive.

hotel? trivago.

you decide to get a map of the zoo so you two know where you're going, and you end up navigating the both of you around

Tendou is going feral over all the animals, and he tugs on you gently to point at whatever animal is doing something he finds exciting

He even goes as far as to pick you up if you can't see a certain animal because they're positioned somewhere high

when it comes to finally going on the small ass train, y'alls legs are basically twisted with eachother and your hip is pressed against his in such an uncomfortable position

its a tight fit!!! im pretty sure your leg is falling asleep

but you can't help but giggle and laugh when Tendou leans over you to see the animals, cheek pressed against yours since you turned your head to look too

ugh. fucker takes this chance to kiss your cheek and nose it, and when you go all red he laughs at you

when you go see the penguins he holds you really close to his side, and hugs you from behind to keep you warm

but also so he can see the penguins better. the penguin house was lowkey full

you have to hold him back from touching most animals that seemed close enough to be touched

y'all get a pretzel and split that shit, but then you're both screaming when a bird swoops down to steal it right from your hands

just as you're about to get on the carousel, there's a distant rumble of thunder and you both stop like ????? brother what??? the sun was OUT

the zoo announces that they would be closing soon due to the rain, and they urge the members to start heading to their cars or whatever other method of transportation

you just look at Tendou like 👁_____👁 wut da hell we gon do...... now?

Tendou looks back at you like queen don't ask me. i didnt think we'd get this far on god

you both decide to just start leaving so you don't get caught in the rain

but wow, what do you know, it starts raining as you walk to the train station

and you BOOK IT

you're screeching as the rain just hits you at full force, and you're holding onto Tendou's arm for dear life, and he's laughing so hard and just stops

you're like ??? IT'S RAINING???? WE GOTTA BLAST BITCH

but listen. This dude is vibing now. He just had such a good day with you, and the rain feels so nice on his hot skin, and he's never felt so much at once

and you kinda just stop and admire him for a bit. So you stand under the rain with him before it gets to be too much, and you take his hand gently and start walking to the station

y'all just hang under the tin roof the station provides

you're both soaked, but sit close to one another to share heat bc y'all kinda stupid for tryin to act out a hallmark movie scene

but hey

at least y'all had fun, right?

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creepyartistandwriter · 4 years

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BLOOD LUST

"Mom! Please dont leave!!! Please!!" A little 2 year old begged as she tucked on her mother's leg. Her mother just sold her child to a scientist at a dark alley in exchange for some cigars and alcohol. The mother ignored her child as she walked away, looking back waving goodbye at the scientist as he took the girl away to a lab, his lab, a creepy, small, odd looking lab. The scientist re-named the child "Zora" for no specific reason he just didnt like her old name.

Now it wasnt 1782 anymore, it was 1792 and Zora was still with the scientist. It was the same routine everyday...kinda. He would run ridiculous and odd experiments on her. He didnt feed her properly, didnt hydrate her proprely and didnt take care of her at all.

She slept on the floor in a cage where she was usaly chained since she tried to escape once. Today was thursday, 5th 1792 13:04 and the scientist took Zora out of her cage to run another experiment on her, this time he put her in a room that was already coverd in blood from past victims/children. Zora was used to this and was pretty numb when it came to things like this, she hardly showed emotions and never smiled, she hasn't her whole life ever since she was born and diesnt even know what it feels like, she was never happy. Her mom wanted to abort her at first but there were so many 'anti-abortion' people protesting infront of the clinic that she gave up.

"Ok. Your height." The scientist said as he grabbed a measuring tape. Zora was measured by him as he touched her inappropriately like he always did "4'11 still not growing huh?" He said. He grabbed his note pad "less food less growth...I think" he was never sure of his experiments he was a big fake. He put the measuring tape away and looked at Zora "you know your eyes are still same colore...they dont change..how come?" He got closer to her face. Zora didn't respond, she never did. The scientist smirked in a evil way before speaking "they are bright blue...that bothers me...I want them to be a different colore" he slowly put his hand on her cheek "I wonder what it will take for that to happen" his smirk grew wider as he pushed the child over and made her fall on the floor.

"I'm gonna do anything to change your eyes!" He yelled before knocking the child out.

After she woke up she realized she saw less...blurry...she felt pain on her left eye...there was a fabric on it...when she went to touch it it stung her...she had a bandage around her eye...it was all bloody "w-what did you do to me?.." she asked scared as she looked down at her hands in fear "poked your eye out. Was triyng to tattoo it into a colour I like." The scientist said as he was working at a desk. Zora looked down again and teared up, "dont be a cry baby" the scientist said as he threw a pen at her. She whipped her tears away before he spoke again "go back to your cage." He didnt even look at her as he said it. She stood up and went to her room. She sat there in the corner criyng...

Sadly this wasnt the worst he has done to her. He once drilled holes into her hands just to see what will happen. He sewed random stitches into her without pain killers and without having her passed out.

Later she fell asleep in the cage and the scientist took the bandage off her eye. When Zora woke up she was in pain and her eye was coverd with a cloth eye patch. She hugged her bloody and dirty long shirt she was forced to wear everyday "how are today Evelyn?" She asked herself "good to know...I'm still not good..." she spoke again "oh they're back togeder?...that's good..." she kept talking to herself...odd

Zora's POV:

I saw as Evelyn and I talked while the dragons flew around and the sky was blue and the flowers were blooming and...and...who am I kidding? I know it all isnt real..I just...need an escape...please...I want to escape from this place...i-im fine...I'm in a warm house..he is being burned alive as my friends and I eat his already cooked arms..were all laughing and smiling..we sit at the table and we eat and laugh and...and laugh...god...I didnt laugh for so long..how I want to be able to do that again..just...laugh..i know I'm talking to myself...i...I am crazy...I lost it..I'm losing it...I...I...I'm not normal enough to not lose it..did that make sence? Oh..thanks Evelyn...I.. I wish I could come to you...I wish I could be with you...please...

END OF ZORAS POV:

She started crying again and hugged her knees. The scientist opened her cage and pulled her out roughly. She lost all of her emotions the second he touched her. He shoved her in a room. "This will work for sure! I read it on the internet!" He said as he brought her to a tub which was full of gallons and gallons of blood. "Get in" he told her "w-what!?" She asked shocked getting her emotions back the second he let her go. She looked at him in panic as he grabbed her arm and made her get into the blood. Before she could even take a breath she saw something going down. It was a glass cover. The scientist let it slowly down on the tub of blood so that she couldn't get any air. He watched her with a sadistic smile as she slowly, slowly drowned...

The life was taken away from her eyes.

The next day the scientist threw out the blood but as he poured it into the sea he realized the girls body wasnt there...like the psycho je was he suspected nothing and just let it slide as he went to get his next child pray. As he got to his lab to get the alcohol and cigarettes he suddendly felt something choking him. It was kinda wet but kinda dry...it was red and thick...it was blood. After he fell on the floor dead a figure was seen...it was Zora but her working eye had blood comming out of it, same as her mouth. She was smirking and laughing in a psycho like way "I killed him!!! I did it!!! Haha..look at me!!! I-im laughing!!! Arent you proud Evelyn!? I knew you would be!!!" After that she floated away into the woods.

Everyone knew her as blood lust. She would only kill adult's and abusive parents...I know you might think "oh this is just a story" but no, you know these abusers and random people going missing? Guess who took them? That's right. You better be nice to your kids or you might be the next victim

#creepypasta #creepy #horror #scary #bloodlust #blood #murder #killing

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