#no its too embarressing

[xay2jang]

havent really drawn in a long while :/ havent even watched much detco. however i Have been messing around with ms paint in class when im supposed to be doing introduction to multivariate analysis so im at least not completely 100% dead!!

#my art #um. its not super arty-y #ive been doodling a lot in class recently since its easy to get away with and it helps me stay awake #too embarressed to draw my little anime blorbos when i sit in the 2nd row. so we're getting scenery and whatever instead #class doodle #i kind of feel sad bc i always close them without saving afterwards so i might just post them here instead. personal archive purposes

[alesbianperson]

football player!ellie williams x fem!reader

summary: At the football play you visited to support your best friend, something happens that you didn't expect.

warnings: smoking (weed); slightly implied loser Ellie at the end; swear words; girls kissing (what a surprise); my writing idk

authors note: so firstly I mean football as soccer and not american football, but its not important to the plot so it can be interpreted as either; secondly, sorry for being so inactive I actually needed fucking half a year just for this its actually embarressing, I'm really slow at writing I don't know why, but I'm trying to be more active. I also didnt proofread so sorry for grammar mistakes or something anyway I hope you enjoy this!!

ALSO BIG DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT SUPPORT NEIL DRUCKMANN AND THE FACT THAT HE SUPPORTS ISRAEL!! If you don't know whats going on in Palestine, please go educate yourself because its highly important.

Here are a few links, so nobody can say it's too complicated or annoying to search for information (besides its really fucking heartless, cruel and totally not human to say "I dont wanna put effort in researching" while people are literally suffering and dying because of a genocide):

General information/updates

Brands to boycott

How you can help Palestine

Palestine masterposts: 1 2

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This evening was the final football game of the season. Everyone was so excited, and your best friend played in the school team, so of course, you came to this game to support her. You already arrived a bit late because you took a nap and didn't hear the alarm, so you quickly searched for your friends who were already sat and luckily saved you a seat. When they saw you coming in, they waved you over to them.

"What took you so long? The game has already started!" One of them said before switching their attention back to the field. "Sorry, I overslept." You explained yourself sitting down on your seat. "You didn't miss much, just a foul from the other team. They're so annoying and clearly playing anything but fair." Another one of your friends said, rolling her eyes while offering you a bag of chips. You declined and began searching for your best friend between all the other players, running on the field. Not even five seconds later, you found her. With the ball in front of her, she ran towards the goal. You joined the cheers of everyone from your school, sure that this was going to be such a great goal until:

A girl from the other team came out of nowhere, running towards her, tackling her to the ground. You gasped. "That was another foul!" One of your friends exclaimed, standing up to better see what the referee would say. But instead of also looking at the referee, your gaze still hasn't left the girl, responsible for the foul.

She looked pleased with herself. What an asshole! You thought to yourself, but couldn't deny that the way her eyes sparkled in the light and her auburn hair moved in the wind was mesmerising. Too distracted by her features, you realised a bit late that she was eyeing you too. A smirk on her lips, she winked at you before walking off the field, your eyes still on her.

"Too bad that bitch just got a yellow card. She deserved more, right?" Your friends, already discussing the decision of the referee, were turning to you since you were the only one who didn't comment on it. Heat rushed into your cheeks as you realised you hadn't listened the whole time, busy gushing over that girl. "Yeah.. definitely more." Was all you said to not keep the attention on you.

"Guys," you added after a short pause, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick. I'll be back."

"Sure."

"But hurry, they're already playing again."

You just slightly nodded before walking off to search for the bathrooms. To your luck, they weren't far away from your seats, so it didn't take too long to find them. As you closed the door behind you, a strong smell of weed filled your lungs. Holding a hand in front of your mouth, you coughed reflexively.

"Having trouble breathin', princess?"

You turned around to see the girl who fouled your best friend sitting on the sink, her legs slightly swinging forwards and back. She still wore her tricot but now had a grey, dirty, worn-out jacket over it. The half up half down bun she had was messed up, probably because of the constant running on the field, and between two of her fingers, she held an already half smoked joint.

Her smile rose as she noticed your gaze lingering on her again. "Y'want a photo? It'll last longer." She chuckled, finding this old ass joke very funny. You rolled your eyes at her words but couldn't help the smile, forming on your lips. "What are you doing here anyway, don't you have to play?" She blew out the smoke she held in her mouth before answering your question. "My coach replaced me. Said I needed a break before playing again." You just nodded because you didn't know how to keep the conversation going. For a few seconds, you both just looked at each other in silence. After taking another drag from the joint, she leaned forward, offering you to do the same.

"No, thanks. I don't smoke."

"Thought so." She chuckled. After a short pause, she added: "Not in a rude way, of course. Y'just don't look like you'd do drugs." Even though you knew it was childish and totally stupid, you now wanted to prove to her that you were indeed someone who could take drugs. So you took the joint out of her hand, carefully brought it to your lips, and inhaled.

You probably shouldn't have inhaled this deep because now you were coughing like someone poured tons of sand down your throat. It surely felt like it. When you calmed down a bit, you looked up again, handing the joint back to the girl on the sink, who was clearly amused. "What a brave girl." She said with a shit eating grin on her face. "Come here, I'll show you how it's done right."

She gestured between her spread legs. As you moved towards her, she leaned in, reducing the space between the two of you. "Open your mouth." She then proceeded to take a drag from the joint. As she moved closer, your breath hitched. Your eyes wandered from her gorgeous green ones down to her lips, and heat rose in your cheeks again. Without breaking eye contact, she blew the smoke she had in her mouth into yours. Reflexively, you closed it.

"Now hold it in."

And that's what you did. The smoke filled your lungs, this time a lot less painful than your first drag. After a few seconds, you exhaled slowly, a small smile of pride on your face.

Your faces were still very close, and silence fell upon the both of you again. The tension thickend. Her emerald green eyes stared directly into yours, abruptly blinking down to your lips. "Can I kiss you?" Your voice was nothing more than a whisper, fading into thin air. A smirk grew once again on her lips before nodding and then proceeding to lean in and closing the gap between the two of you.

Once her lips were on yours, she cupped your cheek, her fingertips brushing slightly over it. You felt like your heart was going to jump out of your chest. Her lips were so soft. You couldn't really describe the feeling, but it felt good. Like you were on cloud nine. You quickly synced with the rhythm she set, leaning forward so that her back met the wall behind her.

Your hands wandered behind her neck, beginning to tug on her hair slightly. A soft groan escaped her lips at the sudden impact, which sounded like music to your ears.

A smile formed on your lips once she broke the kiss to catch her breath. "What're you smiling at?" She looked at you irritated, which just caused you to chuckle.

"I don't know. You're.. pretty."

Silence followed after that.

"Pretty enough to get your number?"

Ellie wanted to bash her head against the wall at her cringe comment. She thought she'd definitely crossed the line now. But you just began laughing, quickly covering your mouth with your hand to muffle the sound.

"Sorry. Don't get me wrong I-", you interrupted yourself by holding up your finger to signal her to wait and began searching for your phone in your purse. Fuck. You thought as you realised you left it in your jacket with your friends and hurriedly searched around for something to write on. Ellie just watched you amused, catching on to your plan. She snatched a pepertowel out of the spender and offered it to you. You just gave her an awkward smile, fishing a half empty kajal out of your purse and scribbled your phone number on it.

As you handed it to her, she took it with the same smirk she had in the beginning. "As sad as it is, I think I have to go back on the field. My coach probably misses me by now." She added hesitantly while sliding off the sink and walking towards the door. "Cool meeting you, though." The click of the closing door was the last thing you heard before you were completely alone in the bathroom.

With the paper towel still in her hand, Ellie made her way over to the rest of her team, almost jumping with joy and thanking every mighty power for letting her survive the whole conversation without completely losing her mind or embarrassing herself. She'd definitely save your number as soon as she could. Actually contacting you was a whole other story.

#ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x f!reader #the last of us #the last of us 2 #tlou x reader #wlw #ellie x you #ellie x y/n #football player!ellie williams #ellie the last of us #sapphic #tlou ellie

[zeldasnotes]

ASTRO OBSERVATIONS 34 👽

Im obsessed with Fama(408) Persona Charts they will tell you sooo much! For example the microbiologist Alexander Fleming whos known for his discovery of penicillin, which started the antibiotic revolution. He got asteroid Aesculapia(1027) (Aesculapius was the god of medicine) conjunct Ascendant in his Fama Persona Chart.

There is nothing like the eyecontact between you and the person you have Pluto conjunct Ascendant in the composite chart with. 🥵

Dejanira(157) is a very sad asteroid but when its conjunct a planet like Mars it can make a person refuse to be a victim. It can make someone fight back hard even at the slightest sign of being victimized.

People with Venus Conjunct Chiron usually blow up and become extremely famous because people have a sensitive (Chiron) reaction to their beauty(Venus). For example: Sydney Sweeney, Ice Spice, Ana De Armas, Marilyn Monroe.

Check asteroid Spirit(37452) & Psyche(16) for a deeper understanding of yourself. 🔮

One thing Ive noticed with my Lilith 3rd house friend is that shes good with coming up with something to say FAST. If she sees that someone have a hard time answering something or that someone is embarressing someone she will quickly jump in and fix the situation to help that person.

Venus sextile Ascendant is an underrated aspect. These people seem to be able to turn their charm on and off. Ive also noticed it to be a natural beauty indicator. They have the Venus qualities without the vanity.

As someone with Moon in the 11th house I dont get how people can exist without social media. And Ive noticed this with other 11th house Moons too.

Sun conjunct Lilith & Leo Lilith can indicate a weird relationship with attention. They NEED it but for the wrong reasons. Might do weird or shocking things for shockfactor. Might be jealous of people who get too much attention. But some people with this placement (especially if they have 10th house placements) can get wayyyy too much attention to the point its scary, for example Kim Kardashian & Britney Spears.

Batsheba(592) conjunct Sun/Ascendant might experience being pursued a lot and aggressively.

I dont think Ive ever gotten so much attention from men as the year I had Venus in the 10th house in the solar return chart and transit Lilith conjunct my natal Ascendant. It was crazy.

Im not shocked by P Diddy having Karma(3811) conjunct Mars in his chart. If you have this aspect Karma might take her time but WHEN she comes, she means business.

Nadherna(5089) = beautiful, gorgeous, splendid, magnificent in czech.💋✨

Lilith in the 8th house might see powerstruggles in everything bc of a subconscious fear or being powerless. Might have been put in a scary situation in their childhood where they had no control.

Venus 6th house makes me think of ”everything showers” and those accounts who post their matching showerscrubs and body lotions.🧼

I also love how people with 6th house placements especially Venus 6th house can make something fun and exciting of a mundane task. Makes life so much more enjoyable.

Tiktoker and model Kenz Lawren have Lilith in the 10th house which is probably why she challenges the model industry so much (which I love). Shes also a Scorpio Rising with Venus in the 8th house so she loves to show the raw truth instead of hiding all flaws. 👑

Neptune/Moon 1st housers yall need to learn to protect your energy. Dont go to certain places if you feel uncomfortable there. Dont let people tell you ”just go there” because your energy is so much more sensitive. Its not being ”weak” its protecting your peace. Im not saying yall should lay in bed all day but if nightclubs makes you uncomfortable bc of all the noise and strangers then dont let people call you boring for not going there.

If you have Chiron in the 9th house people might constantly be on your back about your cultural background. For example Jessica Alba who have this placement and she said shes been told shes too latina for certain roles and too white for the latina roles etc. Hollywood was constantly nitpicking everything she did during her prime to make it look like she disliked other mexicans no matter what she did. She also have Mars in the 9th house which I think makes it worse.

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#astro notes #astrology #astro observations #astronotes #lilith #birth chart readings #asteroids

[hrts4scarr]

ᯓ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ⑅ walk him like a dog ✯ jb22 .ᐟ.ᐟ

★ ����𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃﹕﹙ yes/no ﹚ — 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘﹕﹙in which sebastian vettels sister gets her dream job to work along with him, but stumbles across an infamous playboy﹚ — 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒﹕﹙purpose use of lowercase letters only, not sure if there's gonna be another part, use of y/n, black-cat!reader, golden-retriever-ish!jenson, past-playboy!jenson, lowkey-past-toxic!jenson, VERYY light angst [i think], probably not well proofread, lmk if there's anything i missed!!﹚ — 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆﹕﹙jenson button 22 x f!vettel!reader﹚ — 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓﹕﹙icba checking but it's not much at all imooo fjdkjfdsjfkla﹚ ★ 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎﹕﹙this lowkey reminds me of a 2018 wattpad story but fuck it we ball﹚

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IT WASN'T SURPRISING for a young, intelligent woman like you to get your dream job in motorsport, especially as the not very known sister of the much loved driver at rbr, sebastian vettel. start of the season, first day, no sweat. couldn't be much harder than what you've been studying for all your years at uni. you just started working for your brothers team, red bull racing. you could not wait. not only did you get to work at the job you've been dreaming of since you were a little kid, but you got to work along side your older brother, who you loved dearly.

even though you were attempted to be knocked down down by some stupid boys when you were younger, it never stopped you from watching f1 races, studying how they built their cars, or researching about your favourite motorsport. you were determined, stubborn and hardworking. the perfect traits for someone to pursue their dream job. with your supportive brother and family by your side, you were thankful that you finally have made it this far.

as the studious young lady you were, it also wasn't surprising that you were shuffling through your folder containing multiple notes, making sure you didn't forget anything. paying too much attention to what you were doing - rather than where you were going, you bumped into a hard wall.

no, wait. not a wall, but rather a fairly tall man in his early 30s. your folder falls to the floor, the pencil tucked behind your ear doing its best to stay put. squatting down to pick up the fallen folder, you mumbled rapidly. "shoot, sorry, that was completely my fault, i wasn't paying attention to where i wa-"

"relax, darling," you heard a chuckle, the british accent sounding familiar in your ears. "you seem to be stressing yourself out." as you stood up, you were faced with the one and only 2009 wdc winner. "..i- sorry." you whispered softly, embarressed as you stared at your shoes.

"it's alright, love. it was an accident." he grinned, leaning over slightly to see your face. "i haven't seen you around here, are you-"

"there you are!!" your older brother, jogs up to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. you seemed to forget all about your little accident as you crack into a smile. "c'mon now, you're going to be late." you giggle as seb drags you along with him.

jenson watched as you and sebastian went over to the red bull garage. his eyes followed your perfect posture, up to how your clothes were neat and unwrinkled, finally stopping and lingering on your face. 'friends' with the 2010 champion, hmm? he watched as you entered the garage. he couldn't wait to meet you again.

〜

"hello there, love." from the corner of your eye, you could see a shadow leaning on the doorframe. that same british accent from the day before, that same faint cologne, that same little smirk that seemed to get on your nerves in the weirdest - but not bad - way.

"mr. button." you nod as you wrote notes that you learnt the day before on your tablet.

"please, it's just jenson." jenson sat next to you, leaning over your shoulder to see what you were writing. he did it like personal space wasn't a thing. "i didn't get your name." he turned your head to face you, a small grin on his face.

"it's y/n." you say, not facing him.

"i take it you know sebastian? y'know, from yesterday." he asks, attempting to start a conversation.

"he's my brother." you press 'save' on your tablet, finally closing it and meeting jenson's eyes for the first time. your gaze lingered for a quick second, taking in his features, observing his demeanour.

jenson paused. "brother? i didn't know he had any siblings." jenson says curiously.

"you don't seem to know a lot of things." you say jokingly, giving him a tiny grin. the man couldn't help but chuckle.

"y/n vettel? such a pretty name for a pretty woman." he winks, thinking his usual playboy charm would work on you just like the other girls.

you can't help but roll your eyes playfully as you packed your things. "see you around, button."

〜

you reached into your handbag to pay for your ice cream. the cashier shook her head, gesturing to a man sitting by the window. "he already paid." you furrow your eyebrows. "oh, alright. thank you." you give the cashier a small smile before turning to where she was gesturing to.

jenson damn button. you could already feel his gaze on you and that lingering scent on him as you sat in front of the driver.

"there's really no need to pay for me, mr. button."

"and there's really no need to call me 'mr. button,' love." jenson chuckles, taking a sip of his coffee.

you sigh. you couldn't be stubborn with him, knowing how hard headed he was from all your years of watching f4 to f1.

"this is a nice little shop, don't you think? perfect place to hangout before the australian gp." jenson leans forward, that same smirk on his face.

"mmm, yeah. they have delicous ice cream." you take a bite of yours, not being able to help but feel guilty for not paying for your ice cream.

"what's your favourite flavour?" jenson asks, trying to fuel the conversation.

"chocolate. basic but the best." you say softly with icecream covered lips.

"that's fair." he chuckles. "i'm a vanilla kind of guy."

from there, your conversation grew longer. you both opened up more, sharing small laughs and recalling past memories. it felt like only minutes to you both, but little did you know it was nearly dinner.

"would you look at that, it's nearly 6pm." you check your phone.

"well, before i say goodbye, do you think i could have the pleasure of taking you out for dinner this thursday?" jenson grins.

"nice try, button, but im busy all week. try again next time, and we'll see." chuckling, you pack up your things. "later!" you leave the icecream shop as jenson's eyes follow.

"later." he mumbles. this felt different. different in a way he's never felt like this before. different in a way that you were different. different in a way he was really falling for someone. different or stupid, his stomach twisted with mixed feelings. different.

★ 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎﹕﹙i genuinely don't know when im gonna have more parts to this 😔﹚ ౨ৎ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓﹕﹙@gray4youuu @c-losur3 @ujws5 @namgification @faithshouseofchaos @isurvived3-11andimproud﹚

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[geodraws04]

PKMN ScarVio DLC AU ~ Possessed!Kieran

Just finished the page for my contribution to the good ol’ Toxic Chain theory :OOO

I recently finished the Teal Mask and finishing up the Indigo Disk DLC and while i really did like the fact that Kieran’s actions were all his own and makes him a much more realistic/relatable character, I am feeling a little robbed we didn't get a possessed!kieran + i really did not like the direction they took w/ Mochi Mayhem. I felt like it was WAAAY too silly/comedic for my tastes (if you liked it more power to you tho!), and wish we had more lore/backstory and involvement of Pecharunt and the Loyal 3 respectivally.

so i wanted to try killing two birds with one stone and try to mash ID and MM together somewhat! So heres some sketches and concept stuff ft. My PKMN!Violet sona. And also make this AU ANGSTY AS FUCK-

im not a comedy/crack/silly person when it comes to stories involving manipulation/mind control type of stuff because i just get second hand embarressment for those under doing wierd stuff while not aware so if your looking for a “silly haha!” AU with this type of concept ive got bad news for ya… this AU aint gonna be for you-

Starting off… my design for when Kieran is fully possessed by Pecharunt!

I still really liked the fact that Kieran was like. FULLY aware and in his own mind/body during ID; so i want to keep that in this AU too - for the most part.

id like to think that once making a deal with Pecharunt and offering himself to it in order to become stronger, the little peach would slowly feed him mochi that would “numb the pain and guilt if he ever feels doubtful.” At the time of Pecharunt’s debut to the start of ID, pecharunt is extremely weak and thus, its influence isnt as effective or strong. However, when we meet Kieran again, he’s definately beginning to change. throughout the story, we see Kieran’s spiraling descent into madness as he becomes more intimidating and cynical.

i dont have a specific spot where hed have this outfit change, but ill figure it out lol.

However, i def think it would be a bit after his panic attack/mental break down when we defeat him. Since at this point he couldnt uphold his end of the deal with Pecharunt, it has no choice: he offered his body and mind to it to get stronger, but he couldnt keep it up. So now, he has to pay the price.

(This would be right after the Ex-Champ bit - fuck you Draydon)

however, instead of telling himself to get stronger like in canon… he mumbles something indescernable and unintelligable… and then he starts… laughing?

“K-Kieran…?”

“Uh… yo, earth to ex-champion… you doin’ alright-?”

Suddenly… he glares at us… no. He glares at you, tears streaming down his face but an animalistic and crazily wide smile is plastered on his face as he stumbles back up, hugging himself while letting out what one would think is the most maniacal, despairing, crazy cackling laughter one could hear.

That's when you see it - his eyes, formally a light yellow, now a bright yet darkly sinister shade of violet-magenta. The scrunchie he was wearing began growing two strings of toxic chains that waved around like tentacles, and lifted him up in the air like stilts, purple smoke filling the area.

what was happening… whats happened to Kieran.

no, whatever that was…

Thats not Kieran.

The bottom sketch is a small scenario i had in mind!

i want pecharunt to have a larger role so here they are! After returning the teal mask to me and carmine and running off, he stumbles upon an injured and weak Pecharunt, and secretly nurses it back to health. Behind everyone’s backs the two spark a friendship/partnership!

i like to think pecharunt has good intentions and did genuinely want to help kieran get stronger, but i like to think that the toxins it gave to Kieran not only began to mess with Kieran’s mind, but with Pecharunt’s too.

how exactly? No idea just yet lol- ill figure that out later on down the line lol. Along with the loyal 3’s roles in the story as well.

Heres a few for fun and more funny sketches i made to fill up the empty space lol-

also feat. Moi, yuma and shinigami jykghhfjhfdjhygjuy-

QUICK DISCLAIMER! IM NOT SHIPPING MYSELF W/ KIERAN SINCE HES IMPLIED TO BE A TEEN AND IM A LEGAL ADULT!! the DLC came out when i was 17; almost 18 (released a few days before my bday actually!)

i like to think that when this story and AU respectively take place, Kieran is 14 while im 16 turning 17 that fall in Teal Mask (Carmine being 18 or 19?), then in Indigo Disc Kieran is 16, im 18, and Carmine is 19/20. So me and kieran are 2 years apart, while me and Carmine are 1-2 years apart.

Its mostly because id like to think me and kieran’s dynamic is similar to a close friend i have irl and wanted to write it as such while retaining the canon story too. If that makes sense lol.

And one more sady drawing when kieran is freed from Pecharunt’s control!

i think i speak for everyone that we needed a scene where we hugged kieran after all the shit he’s been through-

justice for my baby boy kieran. :,,,))

AAAAAAANNNNNNDDDDD THATS ALL I GOT FOR NOW!!

what do yall think :000

any suggestions/ideas, critiques, whatever is on your mind about this AU is appreciated!! Im gonna get back to my remnant designs lol-

#pokemon #pokemon scarvi #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon kieran #rival kieran #kieran pokemon #pecharunt #mochi mayhem #the teal mask #the indigo disk #pokemon au #villain kieran #villain!kieran #toxic chain #toxic chain au #my art <3 #rain code yuma #yuma kokohead #shinigami #rain code shinigami #pkmn self insert #pokesona

[starsurface]

Ik you just did this but can you do more regressor tomas with CG Johnny and Kenshi plss🙏🙏

THESE THREE CONSUME MY THOUGHTS AT EVERY WAKIJG MOMENT OF COURSE YOU CAN!!! <3 <3 <3

CG Johnny & Kenshi w/ Regressor Tomas

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

💨 Tomas can be a bit shy while regressing, really shy honestly

⭐️ ^ But over time he's become a lot more comfy being small around them

❤️ The only ‘problem’ be still has is that he still gets really shy baby regressing (restating but he regresses from about 1-4, and puppyspace)

💨 Mostly since he becomes very vulnerable and dependent in his babyspace, but he's slowly getting there

⭐️ Johnny and Kenshi ADORE Tomas when he small

❤️ Babyspace? Oh my goodness, he's so adorable, Kenshi!! Toddler? Johnny, Tomas drew me a picture and now we need to frame it. Puppyspace? My my, what a fierce little guy we have!!

💨 Tomas a small problem of pushing off his regression to the point that he involuntarily regresses, most times to babyspace, and desperately needs someone at his side

⭐️ Unfortunately most times Johnny and Kenshi are really busy, but they'll have Kuai Liang or Harumi or whoever with Tomas call them

❤️ Tomas is usually good with technology, but has a bad habit of gasping when he sees them and hitting the phone by trying to grab it, and ending the call by accident

💨 Que to him cryingly giving whoever watching him the phone so he can call them back, he's very upset that Daddy or Dada disappeared on him like that and will make sure to inform them >:(

⭐️ If he's a big bigger and regresses at the Shirai Ryu or Lin Kuei, they'll still do mostly facetime or Skype

❤️ If he regresses with them, most times at Cage's mansion, he get babied to the MAX

💨 Whether hes actually baby or not, he gets so, so spoiled

⭐️ Tomas eyed a new sippy cup? Oh, well it looks like Johnny got it already, and a bottle to go with it

❤️ Kenshi knows Tomas can easily walk or waddle, but its just easier to pick him up and carry him, isn't it?

💨 Johnny favorite activity is pinching Tomas's cheeks like a grandma and it makes Tomas so fussy and whiney

⭐️ Kenshi's favorite activity is when Tomas hides his face in his chest because he Johnny pinched his cheeks and now he has to hide his face from him >:(

❤️ Sometimes Tomas will babble and then hide in one of their shoulders, and he becomes really blushy and giggly afterwards because he's embarressed

💨 Johnny mainl nicknames for Tomas are Kiddo, Baby Boy, Smokey, Smokey Bear, Puppy, Sweetie, Tommy, and so, so many more

⭐️ Kenshi's main nicknames for Tomas are ‘Hun and Precious, sometimes he'll steal some from Johnny

❤️ Tomas calls Johnny ‘Daddy’ and Kenshi ‘Dada’

💨 Tomas really likes Kenshi's sword when he's small but will try to chew on it and pouts when it gets snatched from him

⭐️ Luckily though, Johnny can easily place his sunglasses on Tomas's face and Tomas has a new favorite item (will also try to put it in his mouth, but mainly likes judt wearing them)

❤️ Tomas really likes playing dress up with Johnny and Johnny adores jt!!!

💨 He can put Tomas into the cutest outfits if hes smaller, but if his about 4, he'll dress up in some of Johnny's old movie outfits

⭐️ And they'll have a mini photo shoot too!!! Johnny sometimes can convince Tomas to let him take really nice pictures of him doing certain poses from old movies (and they're like, nice professional photos with good lighting too, Johnny has a section dedicated for when he takes his own photos)

❤️ Luckily though, Johnny isn't as fussy about them being as perfect like he would be if Tomas wasn't regressed, he gets that they're just having fun

💨 Sometimes Tomas will dress as Johnny or Kenshi and try to act like them and gets very giggly if they cross their arms and give him the look

⭐️ Kenshi's really likes watching a movie and cuddling when Tomas is little, mostly because he can hold his baby for hours with little to no fuss

❤️ Personally, Tomas's favorite movies are almost every and all of Johnny's flicks, but Kenshi decided that he was too young for most of them >:( (too much gore or fighting that makes Tomas get really upset and start blubbering, asking if Daddy was going to be okay because he got beat up on screen 🥺)

💨 Tomas will insist that Kenshi picks most times, bjt Kenshi almost always persuades Tomas to tell him what he really wants to watch and then recomend that

⭐️ He doesnt actually care about the movie part himself, more that Tomas gets super clingy and will share his yummy snacks

❤️ Tomas knows he can get a reaction out of Johnny, and he'll use it to his advantage

💨 He’ll have Johnny open some oreos, then steal the whole container, and then offer Kenshi one and giggle as Johnny pouts about not getting any

⭐️ Johnny knows Tomas likes his facial reactions, and will over do them sometimes just for him

❤️ If Tomas does do something naughty and he's a bit bigger, Kenshi's usually the one to set his foot down

💨 Mostly because Johnny will let a lot of matters drop

⭐️ One look of ‘🥺’ and Johnny will fix up Tomas's mess and tell him why he can't do it again

❤️ Meanwhile Kenshi will help Tomas fix his mess and explain why he can't do such and such

💨 I'm totally not prompting my ao3 again, (id never do that you have no proof >:3), but there was a time period where Tomas refused to regress with anyone because they were all busy and he firmly believed that that meant he was wasting their time by regressing

⭐️ When the Kenshi and Johnny finally found out about they, they were actually so sad that they didn't realize beforehand

❤️ They just thought Tomas had a hard time regressing and got him some regressing items and it made Tomas break down

💨 It also kinda made Johnny break down because it reminded him of his time with Cris and how alone he felt while small

⭐️ Don't worry, everything's better now, and Tomas is getting better on communication <3

❤️ They think Tomas is the funniest thing when he's puppy regressed

💨 Mostly because he'll go from chewing on his stuffie, to trying to pounce the pillow because it looked at him funny, to falling off the couch because his hand slipped

⭐️ (^ He was okay, he just pouted as both Johnny and Kenshi laughed, the meanies)

❤️ One time Tomas was nawing on Kenshi's arm and Kenshi was totally fine with it until Tomas bite slightly too hard and Kenshi had a bite mark for a good few hours

💨 It also made Tomas absolutely blubber and apologize a million times because he didn't mean to!! He was just trying to mess around, he didn't wanna hurt Dada on purpose 🥺

⭐️ Luckily no true hard was done but Tomas was no longer allowed to naw on Kenshi's arm (he pouted but understood that he could hurt Dada again and didn't protest much)

❤️ Luckily though, Johnny got Tomas his first baby chewing toy and Tomas absolutely loved it

💨 Hates to admit it, but gets to distract when things jingle above him

⭐️ He could be pouting about being unable to have a sweet or because he did something naughty and got in a bit of trouble, and Kenshi will jingle his keys and suddenly Tomas thinks has a new toy to play with

❤️ Anything they jingle will become his until he finds something new that's his (found that out the hard way when they tried to take back Kenshi's keys)

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Y'all I got so many more just of them, it's crazy. I like Smokencage so much 🥺

#age regression #agere #sfw age regression #age regression headcanons #mortal kombat agere #sfw agere #mk1 #mk1 headcanons #mortal kombat 1 headcanons #mk agere #kenshi takahashi #Johnny cage #tomas vrbada #Smokencage #cagesmoke #smokenshi #cg Johnny cage #little tomas vrbada #cg kenshi takahashi #caregiver kenshi takahashi #caregiver Johnny cage #mk kenshi #mk tomas vrbada #mk johnny cage #johnshi

[miyhhowrites]

A/N: hii, thankyou so much, im sorry for not answering your ask😭 it somehow got deleted?? All of my inbox are deleted so thankfully i have a screenshot, hope you enjoyed🫶 @luhvashh

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Akito bf headcanons

✮akito who complains everytime you drag him somewhere but still complies

✮akito who would say corny jokes just to see you laugh (its worth it)

✮you have that one insulting nickname that only you can use to call akito (he likes it)

✮akito often calls your hairstyles dumb but secretly likes it

✮you randomly take a picture of akito eating cheesecake or pancake because the way he eats is goofy yet cute (he may or may not hate it)

✮Akito who blushes when you wrap an arm around him

✮Akito, who blushes everytime you compliment him in public or around friends

✮Akito who randomly talks about you, an sometimes use this as an opportunity to tease him

✮akito often offers a piggyback ride, he sometimes teases you, saying that "youre too heavy"

✮(short y/n) akito who randomly wraps his arms around you and rests his head on top of yours, watching whatever your doing on your phone

✮(tall y/n) akito who randomly gets jealous of your height, dont worry he loves you either way

✮(long haired y/n) akito who randomly puts your hair in a ponytail whenever he sees you focusing on something but your hair keeps bothering you.

✮(short haired y/n) akito who would randomly ruffle your hair(you would do the same to him)

✮akito who gets really embarressed when ena shows him his childhood pictures

✮when cuddling, akito prefers to be the little spoon to rest his head on your chest, so that he could feel your heartbeat (he doesnt mind being the big spoon, he also loves it when you rest your head on his chest, it makes him feel fuzzy inside)

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#project sekai #pjsk x reader #x reader #project sekai x reader #pjsk #vbs #akito shinonome #akito shinonome x reader

[cianmarstoo]

If Alex were to lose Wolfie how do you think MerDer would take action?

(sorry for such a late response!!!)

Oh if Alex were to lose Wolfie.... it wouldn't go down well. Missing Wolfie would make Little Alex absolutely sob! Its somehow worse when he's big, because he's hyper aware of losing Wolfie and isn't as easily distracted as he would be if he went missing while Alex was dropped - big Alex is trying to act like it's not a big deal as he tears apart the house trying to find it.

MerDer try to get him to calm down - if he's Little he's having tantrums for sure and sobbing and getting angry at everyone, if he's big he's still having tantrums and getting angry at everyone, probably more so than when he's dropped, he's blowing up at everyone and ends up in so many time outs despite MerDer feeling bad for him

MerDer are so stressed, even when they finally manage to get Alex to got to bed that night. They're searching just as much, and getting their friends to search their places too

they end up making missing posters, which embarresses the fuck out out Alex, but he doesn't rip them down, so long as none of their names are on the posters so it cant be tracked down to him... that doesn't stop him paging them to see if theres any news even though they promised him that they would tell him straight away

they end up having to deal with Alex who is even clingier than usual (literally how?????) theres not even a nap time that he can be without cuddling them

eventually they track Wolfie down! They find out that he's in Amelia's car, who happens to be out of town for a conference, eventually they find out and make sure that Alex knows that Wolfie's safe - Amelia is honestly such a good auntie and sends Alex a photo of Wolfie safe from the car inside her hotel room (because Derek begged her not to leave him in her car)

Alex is a little calmer after that, Amelia sends a lot of photos of Wolfie's 'Vacation'

Alex doesn't let him out of his sight at all for like a month and MerDer buy a couple of extras from build a bear to hide and have as backups because theres nooooo way in hell that they're going to go through that again!

#little alex karev #agere alex karev #age regression alex karev #alex karev #caregiver derek shepherd #caregiver meredith grey #agere fic #greys anatomy

[felixisislost]

Suguru Geto Oneshot:

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Warnings? - Spoilers of season 2 of JJK (And the manga of that season), the ending gets a little bit spicy~⚠️

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Summary- As a fellow second year and close friend of Gojo and Geto's, you come back home after a mission to find you have a secret visitor...

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A.N: Hiya~

This was based off a dream I had, granted, I can't remeber the whole dream, so I couldn't make it as good as the dream was... However, I tried. Lmao. That, and the rest of the dream was... Anyway, umm, if you have requests for a charater, depending on who it is, or something, i'd be glad to try give you something good. Also if you want, give a scenario with your suggestion if you have one in mind. I am willing to do most types of fanfiction, though I might be a little reluctant to doing angst, but it's still on the table. Also side note, but I dislike how they animated him in the movie TvT But season 2 of Jujutsu Kaisen was such a nice art styleeeee, they really drew him well. Anyway, I appreciate you taking the time to read this, i'll do better next time, and i'm sorry Geto OOC, i've never written him before TvT.

Also, you both arn't togeather in this fanfic, you just have an unspoken love for one another.

Love,

Felixity_

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P.S: I stopped writing because I got embarressed and doubt anyone would want more of this, lmfao

Oneshot:

(E/C) orbs scrunched up in a mixture of fear and distaste at the sight infront of you.

The blood wasn't what reflected in the mirth of your soul, no, it was the images of how the blood came to stain the stage. Your body wouldn't allow itself to shiver.

As a Jujutsu Sorcerer, you thought you would be prepared for something like this.

You thought you could handle witnessing a sheer, utter carnage.

The way older people talked about their experiences never lived up to the heartless reality.

It... was terrifiying.

There wasn't even words to describe the feeling, witnessing, viewing it all go down, like some kind of sick horror film starring the love of your life.

Bits and pieces of human remains decorated the room, almost as if competeing to see what could be spread out more. Blood, or flesh. The remains danced togeather, the blood giving a innate light in contrast to how it had come to splay out.

Jolting, a hand slid its way onto your shoulder. Giving soft skin a light squeeze, Geto leaned forward, chest pressing against your back as he looked down at you with a smile.

"You doing alright there, (Y/N)?" He asked warmly, looking scarily unbothered by what had gone down. His sleeves drapped over you, almost doubling as a cloak as well as covering him. He felt warm, and his breathing was heavy, yet quick, as if he were... excited.

You only knew what had happened to the laid back sorcerer from tales spun by his partner.

Off on missions of your own, you had been late to hear about the strife caused when everything changed. When he had changed.

Changed.

His whole demeanor, everything about him, it all was so different, yet the still the same.

That made it all the harder to condem him for his actions, because deep down, it was too painful, too hard to see the monster that stood infront of you.

It's like you didn't want to taint the memory of the kind hearted sorcerer.

Human minds were so fickle, overworn with emotion and lies, to the point it felt better to blatently ignore the harsh reality, rather than accept the truth.

The cruel strings of fate pulled us togeather, no matter what treasonous crimes he committed, forcing you to sway and melt at his touch as if he were some imaginary god.

Swallowing the lump forming in your throat, it's like the whole world became dark, silent.

Watery eyes gazed up at Suguru Geto, bottom lip trembling.

Running his fingers through soft (H/C) hair, he offered a soft smile in the hopes of offering what comfort he could. To add to the silence, it only made time slow, all that existed was us.

You still remembered the day you had come back home to find the man infront of you perched upon the window cill of your once locked apartment.

He couldn't resist the temptation of saying good bye to the one person he had truely loved.

This was different, this meant something more to him than just bidding farewell.

Even after his explanation, opening up on his ideals, you still told him you'd come with him.

No.

You didn't agree with his mindset. If anything, it scared you beyond words. But this is what you did for love. You left everything behind, all to stick with him.

The only thing you brought with you were the clothes on your back. That and the desperate hope that one day, perhaps, you could bring him back home.

The real Suguru Geto.

Geto stared back into your eyes with his sleepy looking features almost glowing in this massacre of a hall. The feeling of his fingers winding into your hair almost made you melt in his arms. He was so warm, so very warm and comforting.

For a mass murderer.

"Come on, let's get away from the filth" He whispered softly, delicatly running his fingers down the expanse of your arm, slipping his hand into yours while Hanako and Mimiko skipped ahead of us. His hands were big, and felt rough, a little calloused at the palms. They envelloped your much smaller ones as you walked, his heavily layered clothing brushing against you as you made your way home.

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"(Y/N)," Geto lay on his side, head propped up by an arm. With his free hand, he gestured with a couple fingers, signalling for you to approach. Blinking, you tottered over, sitting down infront of him and crossing your legs. "Sweetheart, I'm glad you came with me."

A light blush spread across you cheeks at his words, sinking in and tugging at your heartstrings.

Sitting up, Geto hunched over, leaning forward and carressing your cheek. Forehead gently coming to rest against your own, your eyes locked uncomfortably, pulse racing.

"Why did you come?" Geto asked, cupping your cheeks as you gazed into eachothers eyes.

"Because..."

You had to think long and hard about the answer, unable to lie or look away from his magnatizing gaze. His long fluffy hair lay over his shoulder, swinging forward and brushing against your colarbone, illicting a shiver.

"......I didn't want to lose you."

He chuckled at the honesty, and yet his sharp eyes saw that it wasn't entirely the whole truth.

"I didn't want to lose you either, even if we don't agree on ideals," Geto looked past the eyes, and he stared your soul in the face, sending tremors through your body as you leaned into his touch. In a way, it pained Geto that you didn't agree. He didn't need to ask you to know that you didn't agree, he could sense it. He always had been gifted in terms of reading people, you in particular. Yet the fact you were still here anyway, and the fact the you knew you wern't strong enough to fight him was almost calming to him.

After all that he had done, you were there.

You.

You alone.

"I love you. You were one thing I didn't want to leave behind, not in a world as cruel and unforgiving as this," The bundled up man continued, carressing your cheek with this thumb, memorising the feeling of the soft plushy skin underneath. He spoke with a warmth, something deep within that made the whole day become lost in your mind as if this very moment, right here, right now, was all that would define him.

Define the man, not the murderer.

Lightly brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, he shifted his head slowely, cheek pressed against cheek as he lightly whispered in your ear, "I'm glad  we can see past our differences. I would have hated myself if I had to kill off the one part of myself I need."

Eyes widening at his words, Geto lightly placed feather soft kisses along your neck, being impossibly gentle. Clutching onto the fabric of his sleeves, your head tilted back, exposing your throat to him in both a gesture of love and a sign of submission.

In that very moment, you knew.

You knew there was no changing the passionate man back, there was no bringing him back.

There was only going forward, fate sealed by eachother.

"I love you too" The soft breathy words left your mouth as the soft wet muscle of Geto's tongue ran along your throat, up to your jawline.

The words 'I love you' had never been spoken by eaither party before, only spoken in the eyes of your daily lives involving eachother.

For the time you had known eachother, the secret infactuation had only grown more and more, every moment spent togeather being the next best day of your life.

It was almost funny they had finally been spoken, given the circumstances, yet the line between friends or lovers dissapeared as your lips pressed against one another.

The way his hands had met your waist, pulling you closer, and your arms wound around his neck, hands becoming lost in his hair, it was like this was all meant to happen.

Lips hugging, his surprisingly soft lips parted, tongue slipping out to carress your lips.

Shifting about underneath him, you were gently laid down onto your back, clinging to him as the cool floor made impact with your warm skin.

Cradelling you close, a soft gasp escaped your lips at the feeling of his hands running up your waist. Seizing the oppertunity, he filled the hot wet cavern of your mouth with his tongue.

Lightly moaning against the sensation of sensative flesh meeting flesh, his tongue brushed against yours, tasteing your whole being, rubbing against the slick of your inner cheeks.

#jjk geto #geto suguru #jjk #anime #geto x reader #geto x y/n #geto x you

[iheartchv]

Request for @superlovercat

*Mikeys gonna be a little turd and be the one to tell the jokes here( like come on ya know he would xD)🧡I also hope you dont mind it being in a headcanon style

LEO💙

You and Leo are cuddling on the couch

Your stomach growls, and you had a craving for Taco Bell

"I'm really craving something" you said to yourself

Mikey overhears as he's walking by

A joke popped in his head and hes just got to tell it

Mikey would joke to Leo that when is he "planning on putting some beef in your taco" after dating for so long

You know, Mikey being Mikey 😂

Leo just glares at him over his shoulder

"I'm just sayin"

Dissapears; he gone

Leo would get mad at him but is more focused on your calm demeanor, thinking that you felt embarressed, etc.

"I'm sorry if he made you feel uncomfortable"

"Uncomfortable? Why would tacos make me feel uncomfortable?"

He couldn't believe what he was hearing

He knew you could flirt, oh you were flirty, but...

Your so sweet and innocent

He could just hug you, squeeze you

Kinda gets into overprotective mode; wants to put earmuffs on you so Mikey doesnt ruin that pure mind of yours

RAPH❤

You and Raph are in the kitchen, replinishing your bodies from a workout session

Raph helped you with your session and he made you relax some while he lifted his weights

As y'all are enjoying your food, him a meaty sandwich and you a salad with ranch dressing, Mikey comes in to grab a soda from the fridge

He notices sweaty bodies and your ranch dressing

Opportunity calls

"Want a cucumber to go with that?"

Raph gives him a death glare and Mikey laughs as he runs away

"Idiot..."

"Raph, can you give me a cucumber?"

Raph nearly chokes on a bite of sandwich

You ask if hes alright

Gives you a thumbs up

"There's one in the fridge, right?"

Thats when he knew that the joke flew over your head

You were so pure, and you had to hear the filth out of his younger brothers mouth

"Yeah..." he says as he gives you the cucumber for your salad

The next workout session was going to be a session in giving Mikey a lesson

DONNIE💜

Donnie is sipping his coffee while watching a documentary with you

And while his eyes may seem focused on the screen, he takes side glances at you and snakes his arm around your shoulder

Hed pull you into him

Hed take another sip and let out a satisfactory sigh

Nothing could compare to this: a lazy afternoon with you, a good tv program, and a good cup of joe

"It doesn't get any better than this"

Mikey snuck up behind the couch, peeking over the back to look at the screen

He had heard Donnie and wanted to tease him

He made himself be known

"You know what else goes good with coffee? A creampie"

"Mikey!"

Donnie jumped and looked back to see Mikey laughing and running away before he got a beating

"Dude, you're blushing!"

"No I'm not..."

"Speaking of creampies, I want one" you said

Donnie looked horrified

"D-do you know what that is, honey?"

"Yeah, its just a pie, right?"

Donnie is silent

He's crying on the inside for how sweet, innocent, pure minded you were

"Yeah... yeah..."

MIKEY🧡

Mikey likes being flirty

Especially with you

He loves seeing you blush when he tells you how cute, amazing, etc. you are

But he wanted to spice it up a little

After all, you've been dating for a while now

So why not?

Its a cold day in New York City

Your sitting in the lair, trying to get warm

The heater Donnie installed was being fixed maintenance

Mikey saw you and grabbed a blanket and plopped himself behind you, wrapping you up and pulling you into him

"Are you cold, angelcakes?"

"Yeah, im feeling a bit warm right now"

He smirked

"If you want, I can warm you up, outside and inside."

"How would you warm me up inside? By drinking some hot cocoa?"

That wasnt what he had in mind

"Uhhhhh..."

He was stuck

"You mean you..."

"I what?"

"Never mind, baby girl"

He hugged you, so tightly

You were too pure, an angel in disguise

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014 #tmntxreader #xreader #ask #request #donnie #leo #raph #mikey

[sunntownn]

To Taste The Stars

Chapter Five: Soulmark Freakout & Government Affairs

hello! little author's note :3

hi! if you didn't already know, my name is sunny ♡ just wanted to let you guys know that ive had such a hard time writting this specific chapter because it focuses more on politics, and I, am in fact, not educated on politics,, at least not make believe alien robot / human affair politics,,,

im literally going to college for art i am so outta my comfort zone here,, so if this chapter seems a little choppy and not as put together as previous chapters, that is why, and im sorry 😭

it has been edited some to try and make more sense, so hopefully its not too bad!

thank you all for reading and the amazing support! your positive feedback fills me with creative motivation and just makes my heart swell

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          Optimus Prime was having an internal crisis when his degsenation was called, followed by the young translator that looked as if he was dehydrated by the sheer amount of sweating his body was doing. "Igetis ton Autobots, Optimus Prime, pou ekprosopei ta Autobots."

He stood slowly as the peering eyes of Earth's sentient, primary species watched him curiously and skeptically. His chest plates continued to softly ache and almost seemed to be trying to push him in the direction of YN- YN.

That was her name, he mused silently to himself. When they announced her presence the Prime had a difficult time to not gawk at her. He kept his feet planted this time, not willing to have the Mother Stars throw him to the ground once again and embarress Agent Fowler more than he already has.

          As much as the space dietys adore the romance that their gift to the universe brought to life, they were going to wait until after the meeting. He refused to let his optics wander in her direction until he sat back down.

     Several other names were called and Optimus payed upmost attenetion to each human in the room, nonetheless, the Prime still would catch glances of the Greek woman across the room who sported what he beleived to be expensive and elegent, white fabrics- suits, as the kids had informed him once- each time with her gaze either at the person of the name who was called, or at the desk in front of her sorting through various notebooks and files. She was fiddling anxiously, that much he could tell. Perhaps it was because of his meer presence. Humans did have a negative perspective of exterestrail species, via syfi films.

     Miko had made the team watch the film "Alien" from 1979 a few months back, as well as the "Predator" film made in 1987. That, among dozens of other alien-based horror franchises.

Ratchet and Arcee were not amused. Bulkhead and Bumblebee, however, were horrified.

Not to mention "Terminator."

     Wow, Optimus mused to himself, wow, maybe this meeting is not going to work out.

     Genral Bryce stood after roll call had offically been wrapped up, he smoothed out the front of his suit, medals gleaming under the florescent lights above. They made a soft clinking noise as they hit each other with every step he took. He cleared his throat, "Good afternoon gentalmen," he said, peering around the room as he made his way down the isle and to the front of the room.

"As you now know, we have called you all here today to address an exterestrail threat, as well as allies. And before we dive deep into the issue at hand, I wish to introduce you all to a program put together by the United States Department of Defense; the Autobot Protection Program."

     "Thirty years ago, a space craft crash landed into the side of a mountain in Colorado, where a civilian made first contact with Optimus Prime. They were wounded and critically low on supplies. After the USDOD made their appearance, we of cource, had our doubts about the trustworthiness of these machines."

Bryce paced back and forth across the front of the room, making hand gestures that Prime didnt quite understand that point of. The translator kept up pace with the Genral's quick mouth.

     Optimus then noticed, that Greece's repreentives were seated all on the left side of the room, as they all kept their eyes on the translator rather than General Bryce himself.

YN was on the left.

     "There were only six of them at the time. All soldiers. All armed with advanced weaponry and tech. We had every reason to be cautious of these alien mechs. But even after alliences were made, the Autobots gave us no reason to doubt their honor, their honesty, nor kindness, and they most certainly did not give us any reasons to be afraid."

Bryce took in one deep breath. "So, I hope that you all will keep that in mind when making your final decisions on the outcome of this meeting."

     Fowler quickly took the floor as Bryce sat himself down. "The Autobot Protection Program was set in place three months after their crash landing in Colorado. They came here for fuel. Similar to how we, as humans, eat foods to survive, Cybertronians need a specific kind of crystal to survive. A crystal that our planet  just so happens to be rich with. They call it Energon. And while Energon is good for Cybertronians, it is very toxic and harmful to us."

     "According to the Autobots, the Civil War of their planet made Energon rare to come by. They had no choice but to come here to mine and harvest it for their own survival. The Autobot Protection Program was made to let them do just that without being exposed to the public eye. This kept up for thirteen years.

However, when the Decepticons reached Earth's atmosphere, things got a much more complicated."

     Fowler looked to Prime before sweeping his gaze back over to YN, who had a notebook and folder open that she had activly been reading through during the speech. She gave Fowler an encouraging grin and thumbs up. The Greek translator continued to keep up efficiently, only pausing for a moment to breath.

     "The Decepticons, led by Megatron, had and have very little regard for human life. They see us as inferior. They do not care for keeping themselves unseen by human eyes, which had been leaving the USDOD very busy cleaning up their messes. The Decepticons are not few in numbers. They came here with a war ship and an army."

     "These sentient exterestrails are much bigger than us, they have advanced weaponry, and their intelligence outways ours over seven hundred precent. The Decepticons will eventually become desperate to execute the last of the Autobot's Resistance, and will most likely endanger civilians in order to achieve that goal. They have already started targeting children. But the Autobots are here to protect us. Optimus Prime made a vow to do so. They did not intend for Earth to get involved in their civil war and are here to put a stop to any schemes Megatron has to harm Earth and it's inhabitants in any way. And I must say, he has proven himself time and time again to be capable of doing so. He has saved my life more times that I can count." Folwer took a breathe, watching.

     Whispering unease and silent panic warmed the room with the fact that these aliens were targeting children. The same children who are the lifeline of their futures and their planet's future. Innocent children. How many? Why?

     "If you'd all take a look at the files that have been left infront of you, you can skim through mission logs, team roles, and the children that are involved's personal files. We assure you, that these kids are safe. The Autobots take them to and from school, extracurricular activities, jobs, and they spend most of their free time at the Autobot secret base. While yes, they are in danger of encountering Decepticons, they are fully protected with individual guardians- soldiers who are more than capable of taking down a few Cons and getting their charges to saftey."

     YN had flashed him a horried expression at the mention of kids being involved in a fucking alien war. That had not been mentioned in any files he gave her before hand or mentioned during they're catch-up outings. Her glare calmed throughtout the explanation, but Folwer still flinched under her hard stare.

     William forgot to mention it, obviously, too busy trying to both prepare a room of people to meet a giant metal alien, along with making up from lost time with his old University buddy, because, ya know, he faked his death.

     He's ganna have to add another thing to his interal list of reasons he's pissed off YN. Yikes.

     "The Autobots have been our only line of defense for the last thirty years. But we can no longer operate in secret. Which is why the United States Department of Defense and Optimus Prime have asked you here, in hopes of signing a treaty that will allow Autobots to operate in your country and retrieve one of their ancient alien relics, to which we have evidence of being in your lands."

     The room regarded this information cautiously.

     Optimus caught the anxious glace he sent to YN across the room, who, under further investigation, seemed to be murdering him with her optics.

     The room was hushed with whispers and judging expressions. Perhaps mentioning the kids wasnt the best idea, but they were already on the mission files in front of everyone, so there was no point in ignoring the subject. Fowler waited patiently in front of the room while the crowd spoke in a language he didnt fully understand.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

     After forty long minutes of various questions being tossed around the room with both frightfull and genuinely curious tones, a break finally put a pause on all current activities and allowed everyone to stretch their limbs and roam around.

I had marched straight to the nearest restroom before William could catch up and give me a worse headache then the one already making my forehead throb.

     I really needed a brain break from politics and aliens, trying to force myself to think of other things while I rubbed at my palms.

     Virginia is nice, I suppose. The beach is not nearly as clean nor clear as the one outside of my house. The humity makes my hair frizzy and makes me sweat in temperatures I should be used too. There are many historical sights, some I plan on seeing before my departure back to Greece. One of the first thirteen colonies and all that jazz.

     On the ride from the hotel to the Pentagon I saw a mother and daughter walking out of a bridal shop holding into a protected wedding gown with the goofiest and most joyful smiles I had seen all week. She had found her soulmate and witnessing such a sweet moment brought a smile to my face as we road past.

     I was hungry, too, daydreaming of soups and sour breads. Perhaps I'll look around near my hotel for a restaurant and grab something to eat before my plane ride home tomorrow. But I did see some goodies on a table right outside the room were having the meeting in. I could snatch a few of those before this little break was over.

     I missed my own bed, five star hotel or not, I preferred my own mattress and my own blankets. I specifically missed the calming sound of ocean waves crashing onto the shore right outside my window. I also missed my cat, and all her mischievous glory. I hope shes not scratching the doorframes again. I'll have to call Mom later to see how everything is going over there. I should bring her something back from America, as a thank you for watching my house and evil cat and all that fun stuff.

     Turning off the tap, I flick my hands to get the access water off before grabbing a paper towel and drying off.

     Fowler had finished explaining everything. The aliens, their cause, their war, their alliance with the United States, the child endangerment, he explained "Groundbridge"s, of which I'm still not positive is actually a thing, and he explained why they believe that the object they're looking for is under Ancient Greece.

     Now it was my turn. Well, not now. But when this pause was over, I was to take the stage and convince my country to allow exterestrails to dig through our history to find. And then I have to explain the object, of which I was given limited intel on. Fun times. Coolio. No stress. Of course, I have my own qualifications that I can use to sway the majority. But this is still a room of men. Old, white, cranky men, who think women belong in the kitchen and a buncha other mysonistic bullshit.

     The tile floors are squeaky clean and the white noise of the restroom is sort of calming However, that calm did not last long.

Tossing the crumpled up paper in the bin, I go to pull my sleeves back down before the expensive fabric starts to wrinkle. This suit was a rental and I didnt feel like messing it up and having to pay extra.

     "Holy hell," I squeaked.

     Damn!

     Shit!

     Fuck!

     I hadn't been paying my wrist any attention for the past couple days, rightfully so. Too stressed to pay anything else any attention. I mean god damn! I'm in a meeting with a fucking alien car. I'm a little preoccupied.

     My timer is gone.

     Looking up from my wrist, I catch my own panicked face in the mirror. Eyes wide and jaw slacked. Now? Of all the times for this to happen, it had to be right now?!

     Trying to recall the last time I remembered seeing it clearly on my wrist, biting my lip and pulling down my sleeves.

It was on my wrist when I was putting on my suit this morning. I believe it was there when I grabbed breakfast in the hotel lobby. But that was the last time I remember have a countdown on my person. At least, one hundred precent sure.

     So, from leaving the hotel at eleven in the morning, to now, sometime around four in the afternoon, I have either walked passed or have had contact with my soulmate. And I didnt even notice.

     Fuck.

#transformers #tfp #transformers x reader #decepticons #autobots #transformers optimus #transformers prime optimus #optimus #tfp optimus #optimus prime #to taste the stars #sunntownn writes

[specksizedgoddess]

Me, as I'm sitting down, I notice you, thus ruining my ability to thoughtlessly sit down and crush you like a worthless speck unworthy of consideration, "Oh, sorry! I see you down there" Sit down anyway because it's my only way to get out of this awkward situation. And yes, I wiggle my butt a little bit to make sure you're good and pasted--everyone else will think I have a cute pink heart-shaped sticker on my ass, it's fine, no one will notice that I messed up denigrating you by accidentally sitting on you and gave you far too much attention what for you deserve, right? ~🐍💜

SHFHDHHCHXHCHD <333

I love this so much... both of us just as blushy and embarressed about the entire situation, eventually smothered under your collosal rear as you awkwardly sit down- grinding to get the littlebthing nice and pasted...

Its more embarressing for you, really~ talking to bugs ;3

#thanks for the ask! #🐍 #nneed

[mistyfoxxy]

What does Dana think about huntlow or winter.

I think she supports it! Honestly from the beginning, even when we first met Willow, I believe she has been setting the two up from the start.

The crew teases us mercilessly with their ship “winter” as well as promo art of the two together. He’s a blushing mess around her, she’s a newly confident flirty girl.

The two of them are both “half” witches. Honestly such a cheesy thing because two halves make a whole. They fit each other, they both know what it’s like to have to prove themselves. (AND I HIGHLY RECOMMEND LOOKING AT @loosescrewslefty 's posts about flowers! Check their archive, its sooooo good. [i think its theirs? ill be so embarressed if not])

Losing someone they care about (Hunter's 'family he lost from wild magic') (Willow lost her best friend) and then they were thrown into a world that they had to strive to be something THEY'RE NOT. They both believed they were powerless witches. Willow because of her late blooming and problem with a track that she wasn't good at. Hunter because he grew up his whole life told he was powerless. Directly and indirectly im sure.

Luz impacted and helped shape both of them. Gus is very important to both of them. Amity, while they still have work to do in that relationship, it's there.

I believe they both have crushes on eachother, like if Hunter hadn’t revealed himself as the Golden Guard and betrayed the Emerald Entrails that day, she’d have had it just as bad as him. Probably more? She was betrayed by her best friend when she was little, and they had just started becoming friends again thanks to Luz, and THIS was the guy Luz had more than likely WARNED them about. She couldn’t let herself be fooled again.

THINK ABOUT IT. They’ve been paralleling the two of them to Caleb and Evelyn this whooole time. Like I’m sureeee after Caleb and Evelyn met, sometime during that day they were interrupted and she found out who he REALLY WAS. A witch hunter? Like i'd feel betrayed. Imagine if she had also introduced him to her friends, upon hearing that news she'd have probably felt very guilty for falling for this "human's" charm and putting her friends and family in danger. I’m sure she threw up her guard too but was swayed whenever she saw who he reallly was. Not who Belos/Philip wanted him to be. He changed for the better because he met people/witches that showed him magic wasn’t all that bad and these were literally people just like them. Maybe not human, but of course they weren't that different aside of magic.

Its gonna be canon guys. Im sure of it.

#huntlow #hunter noceda #willow park #my stuff #anon #asks

[femshep-fatships]

"Suvi..."

[Clone Shep x Suvi/Cora/PeeBee]

Content Warning: non fatal vore. Fat tummies. sex toys This is less a lewd idea and more just slice of life w/ fatties that I added lewd stickers to. This is mostly an AU lore dump, spawned from the image of a younger Shepard with a big belly doing the "I threw up" thing kids do, but to suvi

"S-suuuvi?" The Tempest's redheaded stow away stood in the light of the hall. Suvi winced. Peeking over her shoulder. The redhead stood there. Her pajamas too short in the leg like capris, a baggy t shirt masking her figure. Her waistband sagging under the weight of a huge squishy Boulder of a tum hanging down to her knees over it. The big belly looked cartoonishly huge on the slender woman. Shep stood there hands at her sides. Ghostly pale. A loud sloshing noise stirred in her gut. She stood there at the foot of Suvi's bed. Sniffling and sobbing slightly.. Giving off Mom I threw up energy. Suvi heard a muffled moan beneath the gurgle of the girl's gut. A bump emerged and vanished in the round surface of that swollen belly. Something had moved. Rubbing sleep from her eyes, Suvi sat up in bed.

She'd swallowed someone again.

"Awe, Peaches." Suvi crooned. Throwing the covers back and getting her chubby butt to the edge of the bed, it creaked under her weight. Suvi stretched out her arms and flexed her fingers at the younger Shepard clone. "C'mere."

Shep waddled over to the science officer. Her full belly sloshing and bouncing with each step. Suvi took a moment to put her arms around the girl. Their big bellies squashed against each other as Suvi hugged her,, and shush her crying. Rummaged around her night stand and put her stethoscope in her ears. The Scientist breathed on it to warm it up, then planted the listening disc to the big tum. Squishing it into the big organ here and there, listening for the signs.

"I-its Cora! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry she wouldn't stop rubbing my belly and feeding me cake. She...she...she put her fingers in my mouth. Oh God it was so hot and I just...I just...is she okay? She's been struggling the whole time, I feel awful." Shepard choked a sob.

Suvi put a finger to her lips. Frowned. Then rolled her eyes.

"Um. She's movin' but uh. How do I put this? She's not exactly trying to escape." Suvi looked a tad embarressed. She listened, her heart beating faster, hearing the muffled echo of Cora making such lewd sounds. Inside the naive redhead. To be honest it was kinda...hot... "she's fine. She's just, ah, pleasuring herself" Suvi said akwardly. Trying to sound like a professional did little to make this statement any less dirty.

Shepard turned as red as her pixie cut.

Commander Shepard, the last anyone in the Nexus had heard, was rumored to become the first human spectre. That was a galaxy away. And while records indicated Shepard in her early thirties, the girl couldn't physically be much older than 22. Her genetic makup was odd. Her appearing on the ship was odd. Her claims that she was from the year 2224 were odd.

Her ability to swallow people was odd.

But near as Ryder, Vetra, Peebee, or Suvi could tell: none of this was her fault. Someone. Somehow. Managed to smuggle her aboard the ship.

Shepard wasn't even trouble. She was fine cleaning the Nomad, playing card games. And generally just hanging around the crew being largely a shy, quiet girl. Nakmor Drek even loved watching her pack away an insane amount of burgers, often out eating the quickly plumping crew of the Tempest. But even she didn't seem to know why she was there, and the crew had largely adopted her into their weird little polycule. She was a naive, voracious, but largely harmless human.

"Yer heartbeats are starting to sync up." Suvi said nervously. "We can't wait till morning or the only thing left might be some fat on yer arse Peaches." Suvi said gravely, taking her stethoscope out of her ears and glaring at the big squirming belly. "Seriously Cora what were you bloody thinking? Teasin the lass like that? You know she can't control it!"

Suvi slapped the huge belly and Shepard moaned, feeling the tent she was hiding under the big stuffed gut throb against her soft pajamas. It felt good. Shep bit her lip but said nothing.

"Oh sorry Peaches." Suvi pet shepards blushing head: this did little to improve the throbbing sensation. The poor thing was a bottom on a ship full of eager tops. "Get on yer knees and we'll open ye up."

Shepard plopped obediently to her hands and knees. Wincing as her big Cora filled gut squashed her cock between her own fat tum and suvi's soft carpeted floor. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

("Uuurrrp. S-orry!")

Suvi grabbed the large prying device they used for such accidents. It fit something like a spider mouth gag, fastening around the back of shepards head, It slid between Shepard's teeth and opened the pred's jaws ike a car jack. Suvi gave it three good turns. Shep's jaw spreading and stretching easily.

Shepard secretly liked the device.

"Hhhhaaaah. Haaaahhh. Haaaaaaaahh." Shepard was trying and failing not to moan. Her eyes twitched. They blinked and fluttered. There was an intense rush of arousal, Shepard couldn't think straight oh god...oh yes it was happening again. This feeling! just like this. She wanted to feel like this forever!

Mewling her jaw wired open about half a foot, Shepard began to hump and fuck her big belly. Its heavy weight squishing her girl cock between Cora and the carpet.

Shepards eyes opened slowly as Suvi snapped on her rubber glove.

Her irises were perfect, pink, hearts. Shepard, was no longer home.

"Oh dont you look at me like that young lady " Suvi said pouting.

Shepard wagged her ass. Rocking it eagerly side to side between her feet. Fucking her gut earnestly. "Haaaahhh?" Shepard pleaded. But who fucking knew what the poor, horny predslut was saying.

Suvi thought about admonishing her for a minute. The one thing they had more or less all agreed on, was that Shepard really wasn't THERE when she got like this.

Its probably how Cora ended up in that gut in the first place. Suvi didn't know what to do. It was infectious. The hornier the young clone got, the hornier it made everyone around her. If she was some sort of secret spy meant to horn up the ship: she was a tremendous success.

Demeaning her could make it worse. Mommying her could make it worse. Threatening her, slapping her, it didn't matter when Shepard got like this. Her brain simply turned off, and hormones ran rampant.

"You're gonna be a good girl and not try to swallow me aren't you Peaches?" Suvi tried.

Shepard nodded eagerly. She was a good girl.

"Yer gonna be a good girl,, and let me pull our friend out of that big, greedy tummy of yours aren't you?"

Shepard hesitated. Cora felt REALLY good sitting on her cock...

"Aren't you?" Suvi repeated, a little firmer.

Shepard put her head against Suvi's fat thigh and stared up at her in her spider gag. Nodding vigorously.

Suvi plunged her arm down Shepard's throat. Shepard lifted her ass a bit as she moaned she suddenly wished someone anyone would just fill her fucking ass.

"Cora? Cora! Stop touching yerself in there and grab my hand you bloody idiot!" Suvi snapped. A wet,, slimy arm clapped against Suvi's and they gripped each other's wrists.

A shadow hit the door and Suvi and Shepard looked up.

Peebee, plump in her own pajamas, stood with a bag of microwave French fries. The bag was meant for a whole family meal, but by the looks if the big blue double belly stretched against her t shirt, she was more than capable of finishing the bag herself. The fat Asari blinked. Popped a chip in her mouth, and pushed it to her cheek as she chewed. Giving her tongue room to speak.

"Who is it this time?" Peebee asked nonchalantly nodding her head at Shepard's big belly.

Shepards eyes flinched and she looked horrified. The big pink hearts were gone. Suvi secretly breathed a sigh of relief: this would be much easier without the pent up omega lust driving Shepard's brain.

"Cora Harper."

"Dude. Nice. She's tall." Peebee nodded approvingly. Then shoved a fistful of potatoe fries into her gob. Mushing them messing she turned and headed toward them.

Suvi, feeling a little akward with her hand halfway down a woman's throat, smiled awkwardly "Aparently Cora thought it'd be cute to feed Peaches chocolate cake and make her suck on Cora's fingers."

Peebee rocked her head to one side and scoffed. "Thats like asking to get ate."

Shepard was turning EXTREMELY red again. She gagged, the closest thing to clearing her throat she could.

"PeeBee, I dont suppose you'd be a dear and um, grab my waist and pull?"

Peebee popped a crinkle cut fry into her mouth and waddled over.

Hugging Suvi around the waist, Peebee grinned. "Damn. Someones been hitting the buffets. Yer getting a little softer cinnamon roll."

It was Suvi's turn to be embarressed.

"J-Just pull!"

Peebee cupped her fat fupa to Suvi's chonk donk and dug her feet in.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Just pull."

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"Shepard stop apologizing, seriously it was fantastic." Cora said, scrubbing her hair to get the smell out. The steam from her hot shower wafting out of Suvi's personal shower.

PeeBee was busy kissing Suvi, and Suviwas busy patting the space between them in the sheets.

"Mmff. Smooch. Mmm. Peaches come here and stop sulking luv." Suvi said warmly. Shepard crawled into the king sized bed, and reluctantly, nestled between the two bigger, fatter Women. Peebee seamlessly transferring from smooching on Suvi, to kissing Shepard.

"Have a fry it'll make you feel better." Peebee husked in Shepard's ear. Popping a potato in her mouth, Shepard chewed, and by the time she swallowed: she DID feel better. She was all smiles as Peebs kissed her cheek.

Peebee was reved up, ready to go. All that hugging Suvi's fat tum, and stuffing herself silly, the sight of Shep's huge tum. She couldn't help herself, she nuzzled the milk white neck of their mysterious clone girlfriend, and began to give it a hickey.

Shepard held her hands in her lap, the two women laying on their side, left little room for her to move wedged between their soft warm fat. Plus, she was deathly afraid to do anything lest she lose her cool again.

But Peebee was rubbing her tummy. Kissing her tit, biting her neck. Suvi was petting her head massaging her other tit.

Shepard was starting to blush again. Her thighs rubbed together, and she was starting to pitch a tent again, the ache of blue balls settling into her abdomen. Her eyes began to flutter. She turned to kiss Peebee's crest. Then turned to smooch Suvi.

"Aahooomph!?!?!?!" A bright red, rubber ball was pushed between Shepard's lips, and a thick leather strap locked behind her head, gagging her.

Her girl dick throbbed and pushed noticeably against her pajamas. Peebee took one of Shepard's hands and stuffed it down her pants to touch her azure.

"Let's just keep yer lips occupied for the night shall we, Peaches?" Suvi purred. She kissed the younger woman on the cheek, squeezing her tit. "You wanna be a good girl for us, don't ya love?"

Shepard's eyes flinched. Fluttered. Went vacant. Her pupils rapidly dilating into big heart shapes with soft, pink, bioluminescent glow. She nodded. She was a good girl~

"Good girl." Cora mumbled joining in on Suvi's side, smelling of wet and shampoo. Half her thigh folded over Shep's lap. Intentionally crushing her girl cock. Making it strain. Shep sucked a little drool through her teeth. Bit the ball, and whined. As a combined 1300 pounds of fat girl descended on her. Their poor little sub was squashed and smothered by fatties.

[momxian]

I want a fic where jin ling travels back in time to kill wwx before the war starts, around when they get to cloud recesses, in order to take revenge and prevent his parents death and probably everyone elses too (he believes). Some problems arise. 1. Its hard to kill someone in broad daylight and he didnt plan ahead that far. 2. Wwx is very talented and not easily killed 3. He doesnt really believe that this teenager, ridiculous and talented and so excitable, could actually be the yiling patriarch that destroyed the cultivation world. He's looking for evidence because this must be a mistake and he's not gonna kill the wrong man 4. Then theres the fact that he keeps getting distracted by the fact that his mother is Right There and so beautiful and so alive and smiling.

I want him to know wwx, to see jc before his grief overtook him, to be embarressed by his fathers awkwardness and even more embarressed by how similar they are in that regard. And i want him to see the impossible situation wwx was put in with the wens. I dont think hes actually able to change anything, he only has so long until hes sent back, but he understands better, and near the end of the spell he trusts wwx enough to tell him, and to give enough information to try and save his parents still.

When he gets back to the present his parents are alive, the war still happened. People still died, but not everyone. People still faught, but more compromises were found. Mistakes were still made but more of them were forgiven.

Does anyone have something like that? 😭

#mdzs #fic idea #fic prompt #pls im so starved for this #jiang cheng #wei wuxian #the untamed

[kayhi808]

Second Chances - Part 4

You were hoping to have heard from Billy Russo, but he hasn't contacted you, since dropping by on Saturday. You get home and there's a beautiful flower arrangement waiting for you with the doorman. You head upstairs and check the card. The butterflies in your belly are fluttering and you can't stop smiling. You place the flowers in your windowsill behind your couch and grab your phone.

"Russo."

"It's Y/N. I wasn't sure if you'd still be in the office, but I wanted to thank you for the flowers. They're beautiful, Billy."

Softly chuckles, "Y/N. You like them?"

"Very much so! Orchids are my favorite." You play with the petals, "You didn't need to do this."

"They aren't against the rules. I checked with Google AND I waited until the 5th day to send them."

"I wasn't fair to you on Saturday and I'm sorry. Who you date and how you date is none of my business."

"Its your business if you're going to use it as a reason not to give me a chance. The tabloids and social media won't give you the real me. It's not who I am. You weren't completely wrong. I haven't done relationships. I spent a lot of time being deployed and when I got Stateside, my priority was Anvil. I didn't have the time to invest in a relationship so I've kept things casual." Your heart sinks. "Until I saw you. You piqued my interest."

"You marked me as a challenge because I told you, no. I can't imagine you hearing 'no' a lot."

"You did it easily enough."

"It...it wasn't easy. I liked you."

"Yea?" You can hear his smile over the phone. "So if I were to ask you out again, you're gonna give me a chance? Don't over think it. It's just dinner, sweetheart."

You laugh, "Yes. I'd like that."

"Good, do you have plans for this Friday? Already have a date lined up?"

"I could cancel on him," you tease. "Depends on where you're taking me."

"Have you been to Antique Garage in Soho? Do you like Mediterranean food?"

"Antique Garage? I've never heard of the place but I do like Mediterranean."

"Good! I'll pick you up at 7."

****

You left work early to get ready for your date. Your brain's been telling you to take it slow. You just got out of an abusive relationship & Bill's admitted that relationships aren't for him. There something about Billy that draws you to him. You felt it when you first met him.

You take another look in the mirror. You opted to keep in simple. Dark jeans, navy blue vneck sweater, leather jacket and heels. You sweep your hair up in a simple up-do. You go to grab your bag but there's a knock at the door. You open it to a smiling Billy. "I'm early." Looks like he came straight from the office, dressed in a suit. Looking handsome as always.

"Hi. Let me get my bag." You start to move away, but Bill grabs you by your waist & holds you up against the door & your lips collide. After the initial surprise, your hands go to behind his neck. Bill pulls your lower lip between his teeth & tugs, which earns him a soft moan from you. He ends the kiss & whispers in your ear, "Tell me that was only 'somewhat decent'."

Embarressed, you walk to the bed to retrieve your bag. "I concede nothing, Russo." Bill stands there with a self-satisfied smirk when you return to him. "We're going to be late." He brushes his knuckles against the blush staining your cheeks. The smirk turns into a smile. He takes your hand in his & you leave for dinner.

Antique Garage is exactly that and so much more. It's located on a cobblestoned Mercer St, in a converted mechanic shop. The interior is decorated with eclectic Victorian antiques once again having the ambiance of old New York. Yet with a Mediterranean menu and live jazz being played.

"You enjoyed the Campbell, so I thought you'd like this place, too." You follow the waiter up to the 2nd level overlooking the main floor of the restaurant. It's so much to take in. You appreciate the thought Bill put into picking places you'd enjoy. It surprises you. With his reputation you'd expect him to pick the hottest and newest spots. Maybe he's sharing a part of himself with you, too. It's endearing.

Billy is charming and entertaining. The perfect date. The more you discover about him, the more you admire and respect him. He grew up in the foster care system & he's guarded when bringing up his childhood. You know it must be bad because you feel anger rolling off him in waves. You squeeze his hand, "I'm sorry, Bill. It makes me angry that you had a childhood like that." He shrugs it off but kisses your hand and pulls you up. No one else is dancing but the 2nd level is practically cleared out. Soft jazz floats up from below & he takes you in his arms. It's a simple 2-step sway and some awkward twirls but you both laugh and are having fun.

Bill places his hand on the back of your neck, stroking your throat with his thumb. He leans down and nips at your neck, " Come home with me, Y/N" Not trusting your voice, all you can do is nod, yes.

@idaofinfinity

#billy russo #billy russo x reader #billy russo fanfic #billy russo x you #second chances