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sooniebby · 7 months

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Restraining.. but it’s the guys weight holding you down.. bonus if he’s your sister’s ex boyfriend ;) bottom male reader, reader is mentioned to have a cock. Spanking, feminization, and light degradation. (Adding dub con just to be safe but reader consents to everything)

Smut idea where reader ends up getting fucked by his sister’s ex boyfriend and finds out he likes bigger and older men :3

After your sister, Karina,’s break up with her boyfriend, she’s been a bit of a mess. Even though she was the one who initiated the breakup. She never told you why but she certainly told you what she’d miss from her ex.

His smile, his hair, his hands, and his big co—

Yeah, it was getting annoying. You were honestly glad. You didn’t like the guy. Some bad boy wannabe wearing leather jackets and riding a motorcycle. He was.. like in his mid 20s! Too old to be a bad boy! You were at least glad you’d never see him again

But that wasn’t true when you ended up seeing him in your home… the day you were trying on a pair of shorts Karina got you.. the shorts were way too short for you—your ass cheek was basically popping out and you couldn’t even wear underwear with it.

And now here you were, gripping your bedsheets tightly with the shorts around your legs as you bit down on your lip. A constant force pushing up toward the headboard as he fucked you like an animal.

You could’ve said no. And really, you were about to.. but damn, he was kinda hot. Tall, lean, and tanned skin. Jet black hair.. why did Karina break up with him..? Personality maybe?

Fuck a personality right now though…

Anyway, while you lose your virginity to your sister’s ex boyfriend, all you could do was whimper and whine. You tried moving but his body was pressed down onto you, forcing you to take whatever he gave you

And what he gave you was harsh deep thrusts. Easily reaching your bundle of nerves and earning muffled screams from your lips. You shifted underneath him at each graze of your prostate but was only met with a swift spank to your ass.

He didn’t even say much for you to drop your shorts. A simple raised eyebrow and a smirk got you wet. Which is… very virgin like but at least you’re not a virgin now :)

You didn’t even think about how weird it was that this guy, who was about eight years older than you and dated Karina for almost two years was fucking you without any sense of guilt.

But fuck… your sister was right. He did have a huge cock.. but suddenly you thought about your sister getting fucked by this guy and now you felt disgusted. You tried to move again but was met with another harsh spank and him pushing you even deeper onto the bed

It looked like you weren’t leaving anytime soon. And embarrassing enough, you took it. Future you would deal with the guilt of fucking Karina’s ex.. present you would enjoy your first ever dick

“You do this for everyone?”

Oh. He can talk? You only mewled as his thrusts seemed to only get quicker, the sounds of skin slapping filling your room.

“Dressing in these type of shorts,” he tugged at the shorts around your legs. “How many did you seduce with these?”

You could only try to ignore him and just enjoy the feeling of getting fucked but he grabbed your hair and pulled. A cry left your lips as you glanced at him, a faint smirk on his lips.

“You’ve always been cute.. glad to know your pussy is tighter than Karina’s”

You couldn’t help but mewl at his words, your tight heat tightening around his cock. His smirk only grew—his eyes staring knowingly into yours.

He’s got you now.

You came soon after that in embarrassment. How could that even make you cum? But he loved it. His past thrusts were fast but it felt absent.. now, he was fucking you like he was wanting to breed you.

Your lips were continuously open, loud and unabashed screams left your lips. Each thrust caused your body to push forward violently.

“Look at you… taking me well for your first time. Y’know.. I think I know why some people love fucking virgins.”

His thrusts slowed down, earning a whine from you. He was slow and methodical which was good at first but randomly, he slammed into you, earning a cry in pleasure from you.

“Not for the innocence… but for showing someone new how good it is to be fucked. And the discovery of themselves.”

He slammed into you again.

“I think I don’t want this to be a one time thing. This pussy’s too good to give up.” He gave a soft squeeze to your ass.

“…’s not a pussy…” you slurred out, practically cock drunk at this point.

He only grinned. His thrusts were slow as he brushed against your prostate before stopping right there as he painted your insides. You gasped in disbelief, feeling the warm liquid.

He pulled out and got off from on top of you. You continued to stay on the bed—just hoping he’d leave now so you could sleep in shame for sleeping with Karina’s ex.

But you heard the sound of a camera going off. With the last bit of energy you had, you turned yourself around to look at him as he smirked at his phone.

He turned the phone to you, showing you the picture he took. Your bare ass as cum dripped out of your fucked out hole. Luckily you were face wasn’t in the picture but if someone had been in your room, they could tell it was your bedroom based on the posters you could see in the background

“Safe keeping. I had to delete Karina’s nudes… so I need some new material. You’ll be giving me more, yeah?”

You could only stare at him dumbly as he grabbed his shoes and slipped them back on. He grabbed his jacket and looked back at you. You could feel his eyes roaming your body before looking down at your hole that was still leaking with cum.

A twisted smirk was on his lips at the sight. You blushed in embarrassment and looked away.

“It’ll be fun helping you learn about yourself more… I’ll see you soon. Wear those shorts again, alright?”

With that—he was gone. But the only thing on your mind right now was…

Why was he even here in the first place?

And uh.. more importantly—what was he going to do with that picture?

I’ve always liked the idea of sister exbf but only if the bf is older and a bit mean, but I certainly think I can make him meaner for next time.. how do you guys like him?

Tag list: @the-ultimate-librarian @mello-life69 @kiiyoooo @chill-guy-but-cooler @nakedtoasterr @ofclyde @smellwell @tomoeroi @kaedezu @loivre @millecka @iwishtobeacrow

#bottom male reader #x male reader #sub male reader #oc x reader #smut drabble #smut ideas #mlm nsft #mlm ns/fw #smut prompts

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beescake · 4 months

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i am in love with your sollux i think

sollux love party :]

if you’re interested heres some of my personal fondness thoughts on him.. big warning for the mega long read ahead aye

as we alr know sollux's rejection of participation somewhat mirrors dave's rejection of heroism, but even without getting cooked to completion i still find sollux's character v compelling beyond the fourth wall

as someone who doesnt get a pinch of that Protagonist Sparkle to begin with, he can openly say he wants to leave anytime…. and unlike dave, he actually Can leave the scene anytime. but he can never be truly Free from the story via permanent character death like the other trolls.

his irrelevancy is indeed relevant - he’s there so u can point him out.

while his image is intended to be a relic of past internet subculture, his role is not only about hehehaha being a Chad or a 2000s cyberforum 2²chan haxxor ragequit gamebro.

his continued existence also happens to add a Bit to the overarching themes of homestuck! a Bit that gives him longer-lasting thematic relevance compared to the trolls who could’ve had more character potential but didnt get to survive beyond the main story.

the Bit in question:

his defiance contributes to the illusion of agency (treating characters = people with autonomy). he’s “aware” of it, and that recognition is worth noting enough to forcibly keep him alive as both reward and punishment.

considering how his personality & classpect is designed its definitely a very haha thing for hussie to do LOL. he’s made to be op asf so he's resigned to doing dirty work, gradually deteriorating along the way but never truly dying. as fans have mentioned before, him openly rejecting involvement after a while of grim tolerance is like if the sim u were controlling suddenly stopped, looked up and gave u the finger while u were step six into the walkthrough for Every Possible Sim Death Animation.

but since he’s just a sim… the more he hates it, the more you keep him around. if ur sim started complaining abt your whimsical household storyline you’d definitely keep that little fuck.

but yeah i like that sollux is just idling. the significance of his presence being that one dude who's always reliably Somewhere, root core Unchanged, no individual ambitions (possibly due to fear of consequence?), and design-wise: a staple representative product of his time.

compared to dirk's character, who has aged phenomenally well into the present (themes of control + AR + artificial intelligence, clearer exploration around navigating relationships/sexuality, infinite possibilities of self-splinterhood and trait inheritance), sollux's potential is really... contained. bitter. defeatist. limiting and frustrating in the way old tech is.

the world continues moving on to shinier, brighter, more advanced automated things - minimalist and metaverse or whatever but sollux is still here 🧍‍♂️ going woohoo redblue 3d. (tho personally i imagine his vibe similar to what the kids call cassette futurism on pinterest mixed w more grimy grunge insectoid influences eheh)

conceptually-speaking,

at the foundation of it all, the rapid pace of modern development was built off the understanding of ppl like sollux in the past, who were There actively at work while the dough was still beginning to rise

thats one of the cool things abt the idea of trolls preceding humans! the idea that trolls like sollux excelled back when lots of basic shit still needed to be discovered, building structures like networks and codes from scratch, and humans will eventually inherit and reinvent that knowledge in ways that become so optimized it makes the old manual effort seem archaic, slow, and labour-intensive.

but despite information/resources/shortcuts being more accessible now, much of the new highly-anticipated stuff released on trend still end up unfinished, inefficient, or expiring quickly due to cutting corners under severe capitalistic pressures

meanwhile, some of the old stuff frm past generations of thorough, exploratory and perfectionistic development still remains working, complete, and ever so sturdy.

those things continue to exist, just outside our periphery with either:

zero purpose left for modern needs (outdated/obsolete)

far too important to replace or destroy, bcs of its surprisingly essential and circumstantial usefulness in one niche specific area.

which are honestly? both points that sum up sollux pree well.

dramatic ending sorry. anw are u still on the fence or are u Sick abt him like me </3

#ask #anon #sollux captor #homestuck #hs2 spoilers #2023 #vioart #hs2 sollux explaining girls and bitches to john: 🗣️🗣️🗣️#mr foods‚ setting up the visuals: LMAO ok pause. cool story bro theyre all gone its just u n ur sandwich bro.#now that i think abt it sol's kind of a toaster? awkwardly takes up countertop space #lacks the versatility and sociability of an air fryer/pressure cooker. unwashed and littered w crumbs!#but sometimes the clear‚ frank simplicity of the toaster is a temporary lifesaver for ppl who struggle w low appetite / decision fatigue #or ppl who just have a habit of eating toast for breakfast LOL #and eh ¯\ _(ツ)_/¯ even if u dont feel like toasting today thats ok he's still gonna be sitting there 👍👍#a funnyman..... i curse him in my pan but root for him in my biscuit 🫶

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noxtivagus · 2 years

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happy october everyone c:

#🌙.rambles #best month frfr!!!!#definitely not biased 🫶🏼#I REALLY LOVE OCTOBER HONESTLY THOUGH #but it's so weird everytime it comes around because it reminds me that i'm nearly a year older again #it brings back a lot of memories #these past two years have been crazy #a lot has happened #hmmm but even w all these overwhelming thoughts n emotions #it's october. meaning i'll hold unto myself even if i'm a bit lost on what that means #wait i feel like rambling again #october for me though is really like #the very fact that it is october again is just a shift for me in itself already #bcs it's my birth month #n we can really just change anytime but there's smth special about #being aware that you're nearly a year older #n so with that i'll actively challenge any negativity #try to be the best and kindest i can be to myself and for others #past and future nah for now all that matters is the present. october #october for me is really a month of change n improvement #so i will try to be less harsh on my regrets and be less shy #uhuh that last bit is especially hard but NO FUCK ANXIETY #BUT NO IT'S OK I LOVE OCTOBER #i'm gna be better. i will do better. FUCK EVERYTHIGJFNDNDJ 😭😭#!!!! i feel some anxiety n overthinking returning NOOO fuck everything !#ok honestly i still regret a lot of things i've done/haven't been able to do yet #but there's really no point in dwelling over those so i'm gna tryyy to be more kind w myself #more open n honest ! that's who i am at heart #ngl i do feel rather anxious n uncomfortable rn but. i will. make. an active effort. to push myself to greater heights #i hope everyone else has a great october 🤍

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psychelis-new · 2 months

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pick a pile: "I love you because..."

take a breath and choose the photo or number that calls you the most to read a love confession for you. it could be a friend, a colleague, someone you help/ed, a family member, your guides or ancestors, your higher self or your present/future partner/spouse. meditate to put yourself in a receiving mode and go check your one, dear soul. enjoy your Valentine's day: whether you feel lonely or not, whether you are in a relationship or not, know that you are deeply loved.

if you rather get a message from your present/future partner/spouse, check my instagram @/psychelis.new

don’t take the reading too seriously. only take what resonates with you and leave the rest. if you're not called by any pile, let this reading slid as it may not hold messages for you. if you're called by more than one pile, there may be messages in each of those piles. remember that is a general reading and some things may not resonate with you. energies can change and readings are based on present ones (as you read); you're always in charge of your life.

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pile 1

I love you of a quiet pure respectful love, because you're strong and brave and you taught me that struggles can be overcome and new goals can always be reached. You taught me a lot also about love and friendship: maybe you don't know, but I have been going through a very tough situation and finding you/having you near, listening to you, helped me so much. You were (and are) like a dream come true to me. You made me stronger, inspired me and helped me move on with a lot of confidence and hopefulness more, and I'll always be thankful to you for this. I am not sure you know about this, about my feelings, I always look at you from a distance and freeze in awe in front of your kindness and beautiful smile. I would like to approach you and thank you personally but I am not sure you would accept it from me. I am still afraid to be abandoned or to disappoint you but I am sure one day I will be able to change this also thanks to you. One day I will be bold enough and thank you properly. I am working to get ready for that day and have no more fear.

[more symbols/signs: fairytales, children, The Little Prince (the dialogue with the fox in particular), fox, star, comets; could be friend, sb in your same school/job place crushing on you, ex, -online- admirer, childhood friend/crush; I'm getting lot of school-related/young energy, could even be a student if you're a teacher or sth; it seems someone who isn't used to kindness and gentleness/support and bc of this you made them addicted to this side of yours]

song: fetish | selena gomez, gucci mane

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I love you because you guide me and give me peace. Your voice is like a tender sound calming my nerves, your words are warm and embracing me anytime I need love. You came up unexpectedly and brought the wind of change with you, a warm tender soft one that caresses me and plays with my hair making me smile of a peaceful smile. Something I could hardly experience before. I love you because you help me feel better and change/grow for the better. You've helped me cleansing from my toxic past and you made me see things from a different perspective. Like in a snap of fingers, everything went from chaos to calm, in my mind and in my heart. You always know what to say to bring me back on my feet, to balance me, and you guide me in every move I take. I am thankful for having you by my side, my true anchor and gentle loving sister soul. Never cease to speak to me, I love listening to your ideas and words, you always sing the most beautiful song in my ears, just for me to listen to.

[more symbols/signs: water, emotions, rain/rainy day, wind, sound, dreamcatcher, weather vane, bells, air signs; possible strong mental/5d connection; could be a soulmate (romantic or platonic), also a colleague or family member/ancestor or your partner's higher self]

song: every breath you take | denmark + winter

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I love you because amidst all of the chaos, there you were and still are. I love you cause you always wear a smile and try to keep your joy with you, and share it around. I love you cause of your sweet tender habit to dance and turn around everytime you're happy. I love you for all the beauty you bring with you, even if you cannot see it. I love your regal side and your cute side. I love all the different people you are, especially your curios self, never ceasing to learn more of what's around you (please keep yourself safe). I love how you can lose yourself daydreaming about love and what's next for you, but also how you are so easy to distract... Maybe you should focus more, yes, but who cares? I like to distract you too cause when you notice you always get so pouty and offended with me and that's so very cute. Please try to let go of the past, trust yourself. I know you hurt still, but better things will come and you know it too. Don't let the anxiety/worries take over you, stay confident and trust that all will be great. I will also help you make it so.

[more signs/symbols: crowds, -long time- friend/s, studying together, raincoat, jeans, flirting; feels a classmate or friend -maybe a group of friends-, possibly someone crushing on you; young energy but especially from you here so the person/people could be "older" for some of you]

song: golden hour | jvke

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pile 4

I love you because that's what I was born for. I love you cause that's my duty, to care for you and protect you. But I also love you because you resemble me: you're determined, confident and you work for your dreams. You don't let anything or anyone bring you down and even if you don't feel this way now, I know you have it inside of you. You just need to believe again in all that you really are, you just need to remember who you really are. Let me in, let me help you remember it all. Let me help you give you your power back. We can have it all again, together. Don't let the demons you have learned to live with, govern you: you're the one in charge of putting them back to their place. You're the one able to give yourself all that you want, love included. Take care of you, give yourself breaks and get ready: a lot is in store for us. I'm sorry you have/had to wait so much. Please forgive me.

[more symbols/signs: vinyl, music, nostalgia, dancing, gala, Europe, dresses, castle, deep heart connection; possible past life connection (around 1700-1800 centuries; kingdoms); power couple; possible ex/situationship that now is on hold or future partner/spouse, guides/ancestors/departed pet or higher self; in all honesty the first message I got is the last line I wrote. Much more than the reasons they love you for, they wanted you to know how much they long for you now]

song: in the name of love | bebe rexha, martin garrix

#pac #pick a pile #pick a card #pick a card reading #pick a photo #pick a picture #intuitive readings #clairs readings #psychic readings #divination #love #love message #valentines day #tarot readings #tarotblr #tarotcommunity

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churipu · 4 months

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HAIIII IPIN !!!!!!! can i request gojo, geto, and nanami (separate) having a gf that's really optimistic? just someone who sees the good in everything and anything, and positive at all times! thank SOOOO much !!!!

JJK MEN + OPTIMISTIC GIRLFRIEND

featuring. gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento x fem! reader

warning. people being mean to u >:(

note. HAIIII ANONN!!! i love this request bcs sometimes i read books, mangas, watch movies, you name 'em and see a certain character having the most positive mindset and i just go must protecc >:( anyways, thank you anon for requesting just after i opened the request box, istg i love all your ideas so much it makes me feel full <;33

GOJO SATORU. absolutely hates the way you try to see the good in people — specifically people who have hurt your feelings in the past. he just wonders what goes on in your mind to just forgive and forget everyone who has wronged you.

you did. but not him.

"baby, that guy called you names when you were in high school!" gojo whines, laying down on the bed, draping an arm over your torso, "why are you still willing to meet him?"

"satoru, he said he was sorry!" you smiled at him, tracing his features softly — the male grumbled but leaned into your touch, "and plus it's not nice to hold grudges, it's been what? how many years?"

a loud whine escapes his throat as he pulled you close, "it doesn't matter how many years it has been, he still hurt your feelings. and nobody does that to my baby," he said, miffed.

you couldn't help but to chuckle, "well, you are coming along, so i have nothing to worry about."

the male grins, "damn right i am coming, he better sleep with one eye open starting from now," gojo threatens.

gojo just cannot wrap his head around your concept of "forgive-and-forget" because you never hold grudges, you forget everything and still talk to people who've wronged you, and you still have the heart to accept them.

as much as people say "forgive and forget", they end up at least holding the tiniest bit of grudge — or even a bigger grudge, right? but you? you don't. you actually forgive and forget.

well — thankfully, not him. he takes his job to protect you seriously, from any kind of harm, including monsters (people who were mean to you) both in the past, present, and possibly the future.

"baby, can you stop hanging out with that one girl? the one who always wears the purple colored eye-shadow?" he asks you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"hm? why?"

"i don't like the vibe she gives out. it's giving...well...cruella de vil." he murmurs into your neck, nuzzling his nose in content as you went on with your skincare routine.

"satoru," you mumbled, "you can't just judge her by her vibes."

he groans, "but baby, i swear i could just feel it! she's evil," he whispers in your ear.

"satoru."

"okay, fine. just tell me if she does anything to you, i'll give her a piece of my mind (hollow purple)." he mutters out, pouting and upset as you brushed his speculations off.

GETO SUGURU. he loves it and hates it at the same time. geto loves how positive you are against the world — and what more does he need, really? it's you and him against the world at this point, although he feels like he doesn't contribute much to your positive energy (that's what he thinks).

geto thinks of himself as a pretty negative person. and you know. the both of you had a lot of deep talks about everything, including what you both had in mind. and honestly, geto wasn't surprised if he hears you talking about how your life was going smoothly; and his was just a contradiction to what you have.

it's life, people come and go. but geto seemed skeptical of that term, why couldn't people come and stay? he finds it hard to believe that you could be the one leaving him at anytime of the day, and the thought just terrifies the male.

the death of amanai put a hole in his mind that couldn't be closed off, and it fucking scarred him. but you were there for him, you didn't sugar coat words or tell him white lies — you tell him everything, straight to his face, and your choices of words made him feel loved. what else could he ask for?

"'m sorry," he mutters into your shoulder, and his voice comes out a bit muffled.

you brushed his nape gently, "it's alright sugu, you know you don't have to apologize for being sad, right?" you tell him, pressing a kiss onto the side of his head, "it's okay to be a little sad."

sometimes he asks himself if he really deserved you or not. but at the end of the day; you always convince him that he deserved it.

geto hates your optimism sometimes because he watches people trample over you and you brush them off with a smile, it makes him feel angry. he asks himself why you were doing this to yourself? believe me when he tried asking you to try talking back, or putting up a fight.

"angel, you know it makes me kind of sad that you'd let people talk to you that way," he said to you, grazing his finger over your cheek gently.

you shot him a gentle smile, "'ts okay sugu, what good do i get from arguing back to them, really?"

he just pulls you into his embrace, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, saying nothing. god, he just wanted to protect you from the world — why does everyone have to be so fucking mean to you?

"will you be mad if i tell them off for you?" he asks

"depends on your methods, tell me about it."

"threatening them. if it doesn't work, violence." he mutters out briefly.

"sugu, no."

NANAMI KENTO. he doesn't mind it, he finds you endearing, really. a cat getting hurt? he'll accompany you to the vet with it. or a child crying because of a fall? he'll watch you help them without any single thoughts behind.

he just loves how selfless you are. nanami once read a quote, "when given the choice between being right or being kind, choose kind." and every time he sees a selfless act from you — he just kinds of chanted it in his mind, and tell you what, nanami is such a proud boyfriend.

nanami loves how you see the good in everything, a person spilled their food on you? you tell them mistakes happen. a person bumping into you and then blaming you for it? you tell them you're sorry and thought that maybe they just had a really bad day.

but sometimes he couldn't help but to worry over you — someone so positive, bubbly, and optimistic around people who (probably) have disgusting minds. when he's not around to keep an eye on you, he just worries that someone might took advantage of your kindness and throw it out the window.

and he wouldn't be there to stop it from happening.

"ken, i'm going to go out for a hang out. it's fine, i've got my friends with me!" god, the jitters that he gets whenever you mention your friends — he was never really fond of the friends you have now, especially since they were trying hard to earn his attention. he knows they were just using you.

the texts they sent to him behind your back, the shit-talking about you, and everything else. god, he wanted to tell you about it; but he just didn't have the heart to, because he knows it will break your heart.

although nanami told them off quite rudely, defending you — it baffled him to how they still try to hang out with you with no shame after. and he tried telling you about how he doesn't like them, but you tell him it was fine.

"may i come along then?" just the thought of leaving you alone with those people pisses him off to the core, if he can't stop you from being friends with them — he will be with you.

when you agreed, he made it his job to expose them as nicely as he could. and he succeeded, oh the ecstasy he felt when you finally told them you didn't feel like hanging out with them anymore.

(and he ended up showing you the texts).

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flynnriderishot · 4 months

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Could do when y/n and Matt get matching build a bears 😍🙏🙏

build-a-bear - m.s

a/n: i’ve never been to build a bear so bare (😉) with me. i don’t actually know how everything works

you and matt have been together for a year now.

in honor of your celebrating this, your boyfriend thought this was the perfect opportunity to take you out to dinner and end the night with going to your favorite store in the mall.

build-a-bear.

to many people, this seemed like just a cute moment between a couple, nothing too serious.

funnily enough, it was wrong.

something like this meant so much to you.

your past relationships all thought it was weird and far too intimate to go to build-a bear for matching items.

one even mentioned how he knew how girls were and something like this practically solidified the relationship. he didn’t want to commit to something so early on. mind you, you dated him for two years. he also cheated, so maybe that should have cleared things up.

matt’s hand tightened in yours as you made it into the store.

“you okay?”

you nodded at him, “yeah. but- you know you don’t have to do this, right?”

“why wouldn’t i want to do it?” he furrowed his brows in confusion, slowly moving you so you weren’t in the way of passing customers.

“i don’t know…”

truly, you didn’t. you just assumed he was doing this because your exes never did and he felt bad. you weren’t aware that something like this was just as important to matt as it was to you.

“i’m doing this because i want to, it’s fun and taking care of twin build-a-bears could be practice for the near future.”

matt left no room for argument, leading you over to the the skin of your bears.

in the end, you both ended up choosing something simple- nothing too flashy but something you both smiled at anytime you looked at it.

“you wanna get clothes?” matt asked, laughing softly at the way your eyes lit up at the idea.

“really?”

he nodded, “yeah, of course. let’s go pick before we get in line.”

the boys eyes followed your figure as you moved around the shop like a kid in a candy store.

“which one should i get?”

“uh-actually…” he cleared his throat, “how about we pick each others outfits and meet up later to show one another.”

confused but intrigued, you nodded at your boyfriends idea. matt left you in your area while he ventured off elsewhere.

there was no need to swap bears as you got the same kind, all that was left was to put together an outfit, let the workers fill it with stuffing, pay and leave.

as you looked through the outfits presented, you couldn’t help but wonder why you couldn’t do it together.

•••

you watched as matt thanked the employee with a smile, walking out of the store with his hand in yours.

“okay, are you ready?” you lifted on your toes in excitement.

matt’s cheeks flushed, nervousness clear in his expression.

“yep.” he blew out a breath, passing you your bag while taking his from your hand.

“you go first.” you urged.

matt didn’t disagree, closing his eyes as his head dropped in shock.

you laughed out at his reaction.

“you didn’t.”

“i did.” you giggled.

his bear almost matched the outfit he wore on your first date to a T. of course, a couple of things were off as your choices were limited in the clothes they had, but matt recognized it immediately.

“do you love it?” you asked, already knowing he did.

“i love it.” he smiled quickly before it faded a bit, “speaking of loving things, i think you’ll love yours more. open it.”

you did as he said, smiling sweetly at the bear that wore a simple, yet cute outfit.

as you went to thank him, matt reached forward and push the play button that you missed while admiring the outfit.

‘i love you’

a soft gasp escaped your lips, “what?!”

“i love you, yn.”

tears welled in your eyes as you wrapped your arms around him, “i love you too, matt.”

#sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo

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zhongrin · 1 year

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with you...

◇ characters ◇ zhongli, al haitham, childe, tighnari, wanderer

◇ tags ◇ fluff, slight angst in zhongli’s i’m sorry i couldn’t resist, childe’s is a little suggestive

◇ a/n ◇ i am so down bad for zhongli (but yall probably know this already huh)

𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

…. zhongli knows he could dress in rags and you’d still call him handsome. you’ve called him a variety of names and titles - sweet and silly ones, sensual and sultry ones - and he adores them all, adopts them as part of his identity as the mortal being that is zhongli, and refers back to you with the utmost reverence. he knows he need not resent his former names nor his more brutish appearances, for you’ve seen them past their monstrosity and still sees something beautiful in all of them. you’ve shown him how you’ve embraced him in his entirety; his past and his present, and his future.

with you, he can’t wait to experience your life together.

(- yet he knows every journey has its end, and so he promises himself that he’ll appreciate you every step of the way)

…. al haitham knows he doesn’t need to sugarcoat his words. you already know that he’s straightforward and blunt with his remarks and intentions, yet still, you choose to be with him. it’s not that he can’t “read the room” or “be a little more attentive”; he just doesn’t think he’s fit for the job if praises and reassurances that can barely hold any water are what people want in those situations. he also knows that you understand the nature of his job without him having to spell it out for you; he likes that he can talk or grumble about all the darkest secrets of the akademiya along with all of its forbidden secrets, and you would store it in your memory in a drawer where only he has the key to unlocking them.

with you, he doesn’t need to hold back - be it his words, his secrets, or his love, he knows you’ll accept them all and treasure them gently within your arms.

…. childe knows he can trust you with ajax. the lonely, repressed, forced-to-grow-up-far-too-soon ajax. gone is the fearsome and bloodthirsty eleventh harbinger; every time he sees you, he feels like he’s a child all over again, seeing his favorite toy and snuggling into the comfiest blanket that smells like home. he knows you would indulge his every request, from a head pat to a full-on embrace that lasts for the whole day. from a bite of the cake you’re having to a whole ten-course meal. from a little peck to a make-out session that turns into something more… you continue to spoil him despite your nagging and little exasperated huffs. he thinks it’s very very cute and endearing. sometimes tartaglia thinks he doesn’t deserve you, but ajax has already forgotten a world without you and firmly refuses to let you go with that childish mentality of his.

with you, his haven, childe knows he could be in touch with his child self and be as selfish as he wants in reveling within your love, because it seems like you’ve already long since made your home in his heart and won’t be leaving anytime soon, much to his delight.

…. tighnari knows he can fully indulge in his baser instincts and you’ll let him. you might complain, but your words won’t have any bites on them and your body will support him to let him take as much as he needed. his nesting behaviors should be an oddity in normal humans’ eyes (he can’t help stealing your clothes because the smell of his mate comforts him and helps him sleep, okay, get your mind off the gutter), yet you tell him he’s adorable and ask him if you can join in. the little fangs in his mouth should be something people are wary of (they’re made for rip and tear upon intimidation, a tool made to fight against danger), yet you tap on them whenever he bares his teeth and tells him his ‘little fangies’ are cute. you’re such a weird lummox. and tighnari loves this weird lummox so, so much.

with you, he sees a mate and a partner for life, and while fennec foxes don’t normally enjoy cuddles, he supposes he can make an exception.

….. wanderer knows he can trust you to pull him back to where he needs to be whenever he’s lost. you’ve always been meddlesome and kinder than you should be with scaramouche, and even with his new identity you’re just as nosy, and he’s grateful for it. you know not to take him seriously when he’s just acting like he doesn’t want you around, but you know to put your foot down when he tries to push you away because he’s starting to doubt himself all over again. he knows he’s not the best lover out there - hell, he’s pretty convinced that he's the worst lover in all of teyvat. but you... you stick with him regardless. you pinch his cheeks and kiss his forehead and do all the things that somehow manage to make him blush. he might not be the best lover on teyvat, but he knows that you are. so he’ll keep trying his best, just for you.

with you, his captivating dancing doll, maybe the soldier doll has managed to form a heart before it could burn to ashes after all.

— with you, i know i am where i belong, and i know that i am safe and loved.

#astronetwrk #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #rin writes #zhongli #zhongli x reader #childe #tartaglia #ajax #childe x reader #al haitham #tighnari #wanderer #al haitham x reader #tighnari x reader #wanderer x reader

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night-dazai · 2 months

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Hi !! i got this idea while looking at a picture of dazai, i suggest you a pm dazai x reader x ada dazai smut 👀👀 i'm hungry for dazai 😭 please can you write me one? 🙏🙏🙏

Hey all I am sorry that I have not been posting for a week, college is too rough on me I have nothing done I am sorry😭😭😭 I will update all requests soon and the box is always open for more spice!

Tags: threesome, ass and pussy fucking, female reader, slapping, nipple play, rough sex, creampies .not proofread

SLAP! Your ass throbbed with pain and pleasure as both of them riled into your cunt and mouth “Bella ~~” one moaned out while the other grabbed your breasts harshly while calling you a whore. It has been hours you were sure but not one of them had any intentions of stopping “pls.. I cannot “ you whined when one took his dick out of your mouth only to get another harsh slap across your ass and a mean hard thrust “ shut it “ one said while the other kissed your passionately “ one more love ~”. His smooth voice wanted you to do more for him but the other made sure you did more for him little did you know they were opposites but one thing they had in common was that not one of them was stopping anytime soon “ Dazai ~~” your moan was horse and rough due to your overused vocals “ yes love/slut” both answers moving their hair from their face.

FEW HOURS BEFORE :

“This is a fucking time travel machine !!!” you shouted to your boyfriend, you both were supposed to find the criminal who stole the machine, arrest him and destroy the machine. “Not use it to go to the past !” you shouted while your lover was too excited looking at his surroundings “It sure is the past !” he exclaimed clapping his hands together like a happy kid. You wanted to punch the life out of this man but you could not plus just 24 hours after that you guys will automatically go back to the future or your present.

For one hour both of you walked the streets of Yokohama seeing your past “That shop “ you said pointing at a candy shop. Dazai giggled “Yeah, after each mission, I would go there right ? Why not get some candy now ?” he asked. Both of you entered the tiny box-like shop but stopped dead in your tracks seeing a brown-haired in a black coat biting his nails instead of the food . “thaa…” you stammered while Dazai smiled but it was a sad one, before any one of you could act you already made eye contact with him “Port mafia executive Osamu Dazai “ you mumbled holding your lover's hands tightly.

You did not know if it was excitement or what “Hi!” your lover said walking towards the confused-looking younger Dazai. He looked at Dazai for one second turned his head towards you and kept staring “That's rude “ you said smiling. “Marry me “ was all the younger Dazai said making your lover laugh “Yeah only after a few years, still I am yet to go there but we can get there, “ he said.

Everyone in the shop was curious as to the twin-looking people but the executive seemed to be a bit too calm “Explanation? Ability?” he asked calmly. Dazai explained the whole situation but left out important parts like how he no longer was a pm member. You thought he would think you guys were lying but for some reason, the Dazai and Dazai had some weird way of communicating.

After listening to your lover he rubbed his chin processing the information going through his head “So, you are the future me, this girl is our lover and she is an ordinary citizen (which is a lie your lover told him for safety “). And now you are stuck here for 24 hours ?” “More like 22 or 21 hours “ you corrected putting your tea cup down “Wanna spend time together ?” you asked.

You knew Dazai from his mafia days, you were following him ( you were a detective in ADA ) but little did you expect to fall for him and seeing his younger self made you want to know him as a person and not some living person you read from a file.

The Executive gave you one more weird look “ wanna go to my house ?” he asked. Dazai went quiet for one moment and then agreed, you had just decided to follow them both for the day and that's how you ended up in his house, stuck between both of them as you guys watched “TV “.

Both of them squeezed you as you sat with tense muscles when you felt a hand on each of your thighs, confused you looked at both trying to remove it but they didn't budge “ Dazai …???” “Why not have some fun with me ?” the executive asked smirk plastered on his face “Well you can never be as good as me, “ Dazai said squeezing you and making you shut and open your eyes “Then Why not find out “ the younger Dazai felt challenged and you could feel the cold air but you seemed to have no say plus both are your lover right ?? (you were confused ).

That's how you ended up on the large queen size bed of the mafia executive while your lover lay on it calling you to lie on his chest “I am removing them “ the executive said pulling your jeans in one pull and dragging your panties halfway done while the other kissed you making you look at him.

“This is something new for you right ..so wet “ he said licking your juices. That's when reality hit you “What were you doing ?!!! Your lover is okay with this ??” but you could not think or talk as a whimper escaped your mouth feeling the executive move his tongue in your cunt while your lover had your top naked making you completely naked.

“Bella~~~” he moaned pinching and twisting your nipples leaving hot wet kisses down your neck and back. Shivering you held the hair of the executive “Slow” you said as his to slow his mean pace of tongue.

Not did you unknowingly encourage him to go faster he had you cumming 4 mins after you said that and it was a strong orgasm. Your lover laid you down on the bed and switched positions with his past self, positing at your wet throbbing cunt “In love “ voice dripping with lust he moved his entire length in.

Breathing hard and whimpering you moved to his thrust when you felt a hand on your jaw “Put this to use love “ the mafia said shoving it and making you choke. It was hard and rough the way both of them handled you but also felt similar and … good….

Your jaw hurts and you have cum 3 or 4 times your hazy did not know “Come on the move “ your lover hissed slapping your thighs as you stopped shaking your hips to match his rough, up shots “Can… can't” you thought crying tears which mixed with your drool and cum dripping from your jaw as the mafia executive kept abusing your poor mouth.

“ You can and will “ the executive said one last time holding your jaw tighter and shooting in your mouth for the nth time. As he pulled out your lover pulled out of your cunt, both holes leaked white cum of his and yours mixed cum and drool and juices.

It was nasty and wet but satisfying “Switch?” the mafia Dazai asked as your lover agreed and then again you were on all fours as they did the same after cleaning their cum from both holes. Your eyes were rolling to the back of your head when you suddenly noticed the mirror next to you. You could see yourself getting fucked at both ends, embarrassment flooded your mind and your body reacted “Don't tighten suddenly you slut “The mafia Dazai slapped your ass making you jerk from the reaction.

The look in his eyes is animal-looking and soo predatorial, unlike your sweet lover. Noticing the path of your eyes was not to the liking of your lover who pulled his dick out of your mouth “Eyes on me Bella “ his voice was firm and stern but still warm unlike the person fucking your cunt.

He suddenly kissed you, it was rougher than before and more harsh grip on your chin. ADA Dazai stared at PM Dazai “Oh… I see “ the executive said giving more mean thrusts making you jerk up and fall off your hands landing on your lover's lap crying and holding his thighs “ suck me off “ he ordered eyes not on you but the man fucking you.

It felt hot, your sweet lover who had a rough fucking style was always still warm to you but suddenly became 100 times hotter as you got fucked by his past self. You eagerly sucked his tip massaging his balls while he put his head back “Yeah deeper “ he ordered pushing you a little deeper.

Time flew like a second and you had cum thrice on both their cocks while they still seemed to have enough energy to ravishingly enjoy you two more times “Please…..no more” you begged but they were having none of that. Both were focused on giving you pleasure more than the other when suddenly one of them would make you look into the mirror and spread your pussy opening it with his fingers as his cock was in “See… see how this slutty hole is sucking me in “.

As you turned your head to stop looking from the view your lover would have your mouth used again and again as he played with your nipples like they were a toy.

Suddenly your lover pulled you up your back in his chest as he positioned his dick at your asshole while the other Dazai got in front of your cunt “I heard this feels too good” he said and both entered you at the same time forcing you to see your fucked out messy face in the mirror asking you “ who is better ?”

HOURS LATER :

Kunikada sat with the most worried expression on his face you sat down panting while your lover just sat next to you smiling “Are you alright ?” he asked rubbing your back you would flinch making the blonde look at you more worried but he removed his hand.

Yosano smiled and patted your head “ wanna rest in the office “ she offered as you nodded weakly and walked up with her help. “ Get lost “You slapped your lover's hand when he offered but he smiled and just watched you walk limping “What happened “ the blonde asked again “Nothing…..she just met me again for the very first time “ he said smiling a bit weird.

“Dazai have you gotten a bit shorter ?” Kunida asked suddenly asking him to look at him for the first time after getting back from the past “No..why ?” Dazai asked but the blonde was gone when his phone rang “How is she ?” the caller asked “A little better but I think we should go easy on her “ the smile still plastered on his face “You should have gone easy on her “You lover shouted hanging up “ well maybe …next time “

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strniohoeee · 4 days

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Labyrinth

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female reader

Synopsis: A numb and addicted y/n can’t seem to understand why her life suddenly feels different. She’s done nothing but move around in her adult years, so why is it now that she feels she can’t pack up and leave anytime soon?

Warnings⚠️: I haven’t written in over a month, so I’m super rusty this might be shitty! Cigarette smoking and mentions, mentions of addiction, mentions of alcohol. I don’t condone smoking or drinking (underage).🖤

Song for imagine: Cigarettes and Coffee- Otis Redding

Its early in the morning

About a quarter ‘til three

I’m sittin here talking with my baby

Over cigarettes and coffee

I was never one to deal with stress easily which led me to deal with it in the worst ways possible. Drinking, smoking, quitting jobs on the spot and even packing up and leaving places…..I know stupid and risky, but I never had that anchor in my life to tell me everything was going to be okay.

If I felt stressed and useless my things were packed and I was on the road to a new state. I think I was on state number 7 in about a year and a half. Who the fuck in their right mind handles stress this way? That was the million dollar question, and I had the answer…. I wasn’t in my right mind…not in the past, not in the present and undoubtedly not in the future.

After my last breakdown I landed in California precisely in Los Angeles, the city of angels. Where all your dreams and aspirations could come true. It just felt like lost paradise to me, but it’s the longest state I’ve ever stood in. For some reason I couldn’t find the power in me to leave when I got stressed. It was as if I had some unforeseen future here….a future of happiness and hope?

But the stress still gnawed at me. Will I ever have a career, will I ever be truly happy, will my parents be proud of me?How am I going to pay for next month's rent?How am I going to pay for next week's groceries?

It was a constant battle and I never severely suffered because I always found a way, but once all that was taken care of the immediate panic started again about how will I be able to do it all in the following weeks.

I started smoking constantly and it was weird because I wasn’t a smoker but I knew I should drink a little less. I only lit a cigarette when the stress was so bad I refused to drink anymore. Not like smoking was any better ruining my lungs rather than my liver….

But the problem was it went from one to two a day to five and on really bad days even up to eight. It was a bad crutch I simply couldn’t pull away from. They were my training wheels and I was so scared that once I let go I’d crash and burn.

I had an addiction and I had no one around me to slap me out of it. Of course I still spoke to my parents, but I just lied about it. I mean there’s truly no one to blame but myself, however all that regret left my mind once a lighter was in my hand and I took a long drag while the cool night breeze brushed against my skin.

I was lucky enough to have found a job almost instantly. It was a cute little coffee shop that had a small selection of books. It was a peaceful and slow paced job. We only really needed two to three people working. So I’d open at 8am and waited for the next girl to clock in at about 11am.

It was a fun job that paid the bills and my horrendous cigarette addiction. I had found a decent studio apartment nearby. But I was always convinced that this would be snatched from under my feet and I should never get comfortable. As you can expect this led to my extreme stress and anxiety.

I didn’t necessarily have friends here, I mean yes I was cool with my coworkers and boss; but we weren’t friends. It was more of a hi, bye situation. It didn’t bother me much. I was always a loner. I never really found people who got me, so I stayed with the only person who did…me.

On my days off I spent a lot of time walking around flea markets, heading into other cafes and even writing. I’d always hoped that one day I’d be a writer. My mind was always running and I figured someone out there might actually relate to and enjoy the words I’d write on a piece of paper.

Today I was actually working a small shift from 8am to 1pm. I was staring blankly at my reflection in the bathroom. Scruffing my hands and gargling mouthwash. It was 11am and I was coming back from my break.

Spitting the mouthwash into the sink I closed the cap and stuffed the travel size bottle into my purse. Inhaling deeply I looked at myself once again.

“You have got to stop smoking” I replied in a mumble

Slipping my hand blindly into my purse I pulled out my perfume; spritzing myself before shutting the light and heading into the break room to place my purse back.

Slipping my apron on my coworker walked in, clocking in the back as she offered me a smile

“Good morning Y/N” she said as she walked towards me to place her things down

“Good morning K” I stated as I offered a smile back and began to make my way to clock back in

I wasn’t sure why her name was K, it was all over her employee paperwork. She was here before me, so I felt I had no right to ask her for her real name. But it was interesting for someone to just drop the rest of their name and solely go by a singular letter.

After punching back in I walked to the front, not a surprise it was dead. The only people lingering around were the 8am-9am crew. Sighing deeply I decided to clean up a bit.

It was about 12pm now and I was watching the clock anxiously waiting to clock out and run free. Usually I worked 8-4 and sometimes even 8-6. I had a whole day ahead of me and two days off might I add. I felt pretty invincible

Drinking from my water cup the door chimed signaling a customer. Placing the cup down I began to turn around.

“Hi welcome to Mugs” I stated as I turned around

Immediately I was intrigued. I have never seen someone as interesting before. I mean it is LA, so I have seen some interesting stuff; but no he looked different…. And for some reason I couldn’t really look away

Placing his vision glasses on top of his head he squinted his eyes to read the menu. My eyebrow raising.

“You know glasses are meant for you to see things” I said logging into the register as I looked up at him

“I’m sorry?” He said looking at me

“You um…. You put your glasses on your head and then squinted to read” I said pointing above me at the board

“Oh… well these are just blue light glasses. I genuinely can’t really see” he said in an awkward way

“Ohhh well uhh want me to read the menu to you?” I asked laughing a bit

“Oh no it’s fine, I’m not really a coffee drinker” he stated looking at our pastry display

“You do realize you’re in a Coffee shop?” I said jokingly

His both opened a bit and then he squinted his eyes

“I am now seeing how ridiculous I look” he said chuckling and shaking his head

“No judgment here” I said sticking my hands up in defense

“I won’t waste your time any more! Can I have a chocolate chip cookie and that bottle of Pepsi” he said pointing behind me at the small fridge

“One Pepsi and one cookie, coming right up” I said checking him out on the screen

Grabbing the cookie and bottle of soda I placed it on the counter and slid it towards him.

“You can tap or insert your card whenever you’re ready” I stated clicking some buttons on my screen

“I’m uhh actually paying cash” he said fishing in his wallet

“Woahhh cash in this century?” I said giggling and fixing the system

“Yeahh I carry a little bit of cash and little bit of card” he said shrugging his shoulders

“A little bit of card….hmm…that’s funny” I said giggling a bit at him

“Well you know what I mean” he says playfully rolling his eyes

“I’m just messing with you” I said shaking my head

Smiling he handed the cash over and grabbed his items

“Keep the change” he said waving with his hand and nodding his head

Walking out the door I couldn’t seem to understand why I had a stupid smile on my face. Putting the cash in the till and placing the change in our tip jar.

Turning around I was met with my two coworkers staring at me with a smirk on their face. I’d never been the spotlight of attention and I’ve never gotten anything other than a good morning from either of them. So my face dropped and I got self conscious

“What?” I said a bit scared as I straightened my posture

“He was totally into you” K stated as she placed the rack of cookies down

“Was not! We were just making friendly conversations” I said opening the pastry shelf and putting some cookies in

“No no I agree with K we’ve had a lot of guys come in here, but this is the first time I’ve seen a guy like utter more than two words to you and he was totally geeking out” Delilah stated

“Totally! That kid was blushing like crazyyy” K stated as she grabbed the now empty tray and began to walk back towards the kitchen

“Guys come on! It was just friendly banter” I said shutting the pastry door

“Delilah knows her shit too, that’s how Danny and I got together” K stated from the kitchen

“Shut up! No way” I said rolling my eyes

“Sure did! As soon as we had an interaction K told me he’d be back for my number, and that was three years ago” K replied

“You just got lucky this was nothing but mere coincidence” I replied back to them

“You’ll see girl” Delilah stated as she began to make herself a coffee

Playfully rolling my eyes I checked the clock, I had about 10 minutes till my shift was over. I decided to make myself a drink.

As I made my iced latte I began to wonder. I didn’t really have many interactions with guys, but I think I’d know if someone was flirting with me.

It just felt like a friendly banter with an awkwardly shy….nerdy guy. Laughing to myself I finished making my drink.

“Alright girls I’m going to clock out now” I stated as I walked to the back

Punching out and grabbing my things I slid my apron off and grabbed my drink. Heading towards the front of the cafe

I waved bye to the girls as I took a sip.

“Have a good day girls” I said as I walked out

I had the whole day ahead of me and I didn’t even know what I wanted to do. My job was near a pier where I could always sit down and watch people.

Before heading to the pier I decided to stop for some food. Heading into a small restaurant I sat down. Taking my book out of my purse I began to write. I hadn’t written in two weeks and it felt wrong.

Ghosting my hand over the paper, my mind just kept going blank. I couldn’t form a proper sentence and my mind began to race again. Thinking back on that boy I began to think about my love life.

Honestly I didn’t really have one, I was more of a hopeless romantic. Often watching rom coms and rolling my eyes at how unrealistic that love was. I’m sure it was tangible, but I was just a sour puss.

I longed for a relationship like that to always know you’ll have someone there for you loving you unconditionally. To be with someone through sickness and in health. I was only 22, but it seemed to me that everyone around me already had that amazing soulmate. I was very clearly late to the game and I wasn’t sure if I’d ever find someone to love. I wasn’t even sure I was lovable myself.

Then again I never put myself out there, but times have changed. It's not that easy. Guys have become so shitty and all they care about it sex. But it’s like what about getting to know the person deep down.

Not once has a guy ever asked me my dreams and aspirations, where do I see myself in five years? What are my biggest goals in life? What’s my biggest fear….. I lost all hope for love by the time I was 18.

Reading romantic stories and watching these shows and movies definitely added salt to the wound.

I hadn’t realized how much I was writing till my hand began to cramp. Looking up I realized it was no longer daytime.

“Shit” I muttered under my breath

Slamming my book shut I paid my bill and began to gather my things. Walking out of the restaurant I stepped out onto the golden street. It was about 5:45 and I really couldn’t understand how that much time had passed.

I think that’s why I enjoy writing the most, I’m so far gone in my own world it’s like I’m frozen and the world around me continues to move.

Walking towards the pier it was surprisingly empty at this time. Breathing in the salty air I sat down on a bench. Watching the ocean I let the breeze blow through my hair.

Digging in my purse I pulled out my pack of American Spirits. Sighing deeply I pulled a cigarette out. As soon as I grabbed my lighter all the regret washed away from me.

Placing the white object in between my lips I flicked the lighter a few times before a glowing flame appeared before me. Guarding the flame from the wind I brought it closer.

Inhaling as I lit the cigarette all my worries washed away. This was only my second cigarette of the day and I somehow felt accomplished.

Kicking the gravel underneath me I took a long drag, exhaling I got up. Walking over to the edge of the pier I decided to sit down allowing my legs to hang off the edge.

I wasn’t 100% sure I could do this, but it’s worth a shot I thought to myself. Leaning my chin in the railing I took another drag as I stared into the sunset.

Life was so beautiful and I wasn’t sure why I was so sad and numb all the time. I took a lot for granted and I hated it.

I really needed to stop smoking.

“You know those things will kill you” I heard from behind me

My brows began to furrow as I took a drag

“I’m sorry?” I said annoyed as I looked behind me, blowing the smoke out through my nose as my face dropped

“You shouldn’t smoke” he said again with a cheeky smile on his face

Meeting eyes with the same guy from the cafe made my heart skip a beat and my throat go dry.

“Squinting your eyes is also bad for you” I said putting the cigarette out

“Won’t kill me though” he said shrugging his shoulders

“You never know” I said shrugging my shoulders and standing up

His eyes followed me as I got up and it was only then did I feel super self conscious about this whole situation. My embarrassment turned a bit into anger.

“Anyways you drink Pepsi, so that for sure will kill you” I said as I dusted my pants off

“Guess we’ll both be dead then” he replied

“Wow you’re super blunt” I said scoffing

“Sorry! I’m sorry I didn’t mean to come off rude. I was just playfully teasing” he said looking nervous

Looking at him for a split second and I sniffed and then rolled my eyes

“It’s fine. It’s a bad habit anyways” I replied shrugging my shoulders

“We all have bad habits we’re not proud of” he said in a whisper

“Are you uhh following me?” I asked him cocking an eyebrow

“What? No oh my god no! I was just walking and I thought you looked super familiar” he replied putting his hands out in defense

“I’m just teasing you” I said giggling

“I’m Matt” he replied placing his hand out for me to shake

“I’m Y/N” I stated as I shook his hand

“It’s nice to formally meet you” he said awkwardly

“Yeah” I replied awkwardly

“I’ll uh… ill let you go on about your business. Maybe I’ll see you around” He said

“Well you know where to find me” I said smiling at him

Opening my bag I was digging around for my phone before successfully pulling it out.

“Right, we’ll have a good evening” he said and waved shyly

“I’ll see you round Matt” I replied

Going our separate ways I looked down at my phone, 6:55pm…. Sighing, I walked back to my car close to the cafe and drove home.

Shuffling up the stairs I pushed my apartment door open after unlocking it. Making note that I must call the maintenance guy because that door needs some WD40 badly.

Locking the door I turned my lights on. Today just felt strange like I couldn’t put my finger in exactly what the fuck was going on.

Walking over to my patio I opened the sliding door and stepped out. Taking in the evening breeze my mind just went blank.

Stepping back inside I grabbed my purse, grabbing my lighter I shuffled my hand around my purse to feel for my pack of cigarettes. But my brows furrowed when I didn’t feel the square container.

Walking over towards the light I opened my bag more and looked inside. An annoyed feeling washed over me as I couldn’t find the box. I mean honestly good because I did not need anymore.

Still searching as if the box was going to magically appear. I groaned soon realizing I must’ve left them on the bench and they are for a fact long gone by now.

Throwing my lighter back into my purse I groaned and sat on my couch. The one time I desperately need a cigarette I fucking left it on the pier.

I cut that night short with a 80s movie marathon and left over pizza as a midnight snack.

remembering that tomorrow I had to stop into the cafe to pick up my paycheck. We’re living in a very digital world right now and my job still does paper checks….

Groaning at that I decided to call it a night….

The End

Okayyy IVE BEEN GONE FOR SOOO FUCKING LONG. And I’m sooo sorry it’s just life has been so crazy since March! However this was the end of part 1….stay tuned for more🥺🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

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callsigns-haze · 2 months

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Hangman and Haze: the reunite

part two of two.. (one)

Summary: In the quiet of the night, Y/N finds herself confiding in Bradley about the reasons behind her sudden departure from Jake before her deployment to Poland. As they share moments of vulnerability and reflection, Y/N grapples with the choices she's made and the uncertainty of her future, while Bradley offers unwavering support and understanding. Amidst the lingering echoes of their past, they find solace in the simple act of being present for each other, forging a bond that transcends time and distance.

Warnings: This chapter contains themes of emotional turmoil, past regrets, and unresolved feelings. Reader discretion is advised for those sensitive to discussions of relationship complications and separation anxiety.

As Y/N stirred awake to the sound of Jack's cries, the morning sunlight filtering through the curtains cast a soft glow in the room. With a sigh, she rose from the makeshift bed on Bradley's couch, her body still heavy with sleep.

Hurrying to Jack's side, Y/N scooped him up into her arms, soothing him with whispered reassurances. But as she began to change his diaper, she couldn't help but marvel at how quickly he was growing, each milestone a bittersweet reminder of the passage of time.

With gentle hands, Y/N cleaned Jack up, the warmth of his tiny body pressed against hers filling her with a sense of purpose and contentment. And as she held him close, she couldn't help but feel grateful for these simple moments of motherhood, for the chance to watch him grow and thrive with each passing day.

As Y/N tended to Jack's needs, she couldn't shake the feeling of exhaustion that clung to her like a heavy blanket. The night had been restless, filled with fragmented dreams and unresolved thoughts that lingered at the edges of her mind.

But as she looked down at Jack's cherubic face, his eyes still heavy with sleep, she felt a surge of love and determination wash over her. No matter how tired she was, no matter the challenges they faced, she would do whatever it took to ensure Jack's happiness and well-being.

With practiced ease, Y/N changed Jack's diaper and dressed him in fresh clothes, his cries gradually subsiding as he snuggled close to her chest. And as she rocked him gently back to sleep, the weight of the world seemed to lift from her shoulders, replaced by a sense of peace and purpose that filled her with renewed hope for the future.

As Y/N finished settling Jack, she heard the creak of footsteps descending the stairs. Turning, she found Bradley standing in the doorway, his expression a mix of concern and warmth.

"Morning," he greeted softly, a small smile playing on his lips. "How's Jack doing?"

Y/N returned the smile, grateful for Bradley's presence. "He's finally back asleep," she replied, her voice a whisper so as not to disturb the peaceful scene.

Bradley nodded, his gaze lingering on Y/N and Jack with a sense of quiet admiration. "You're doing a great job, Y/N," he said earnestly, his words carrying a depth of understanding that touched her heart.

A sense of gratitude washed over Y/N as she met Bradley's gaze, her own eyes shining with unshed tears. In that moment, she realized just how much his unwavering support meant to her, how it had helped her find the strength to face each new day with courage and resilience.

"Thank you, Bradley," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "For everything."

Bradley stepped forward, enveloping Y/N in a warm hug that spoke volumes of the bond they shared. "Anytime, Y/N," he murmured against her hair, his embrace a silent promise of solidarity and friendship.

And as they stood together in the quiet of the morning, surrounded by the soft glow of dawn, Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected blessing of Bradley's presence in her life, and the hope it brought for the journey ahead.

As Bradley busied himself with the coffee machine, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the kitchen, Y/N hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to speak.

"Bradley," she began, her voice tentative, "do you think you could watch over Jack today? I... I need to take care of something."

Bradley turned to look at her, his brow furrowing with concern. "Of course, Y/N," he replied, his voice gentle. "But... where are you going?"

Y/N met his gaze, her heart pounding in her chest. "I... I'm going to see Jake," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Bradley's expression softened, understanding dawning in his eyes. "Are you sure about this, Y/N?" he asked quietly, his concern evident.

Y/N nodded, a sense of determination settling over her. "I need to talk to him, Bradley," she said firmly. "I need to... to make things right."

Bradley placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, his gaze unwavering. "I'll take care of Jack," he promised, his voice steady. "You go and do what you need to do. I'll be here when you get back."

With a grateful smile, Y/N nodded, a sense of purpose driving her forward. She knew that facing Jake wouldn't be easy, that there were still so many unanswered questions between them. But she also knew that she couldn't keep running from the truth, from the feelings that lingered in the depths of her heart.

As she gathered her resolve and prepared to face the uncertain future that lay ahead, Y/N couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope ignite within her. Maybe, just maybe, today would be the day that they finally found the courage to confront their past and embrace the possibility of a new beginning. And with Bradley's support guiding her every step of the way, she knew that she was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

With a deep breath, Y/N nodded in appreciation at Bradley's support, feeling a mix of nervousness and determination coursing through her veins. As she prepared to embark on this emotional journey, she knew that it wouldn't be easy, but she also understood that it was necessary for her own peace of mind and for the sake of Jack.

As she grabbed her keys and headed towards the door, Bradley's reassuring words echoed in her mind, giving her the strength she needed to take this next step. With each passing moment, her resolve solidified, and she found herself ready to face whatever awaited her on the other side of this door.

With a final glance back at Bradley, who offered her an encouraging smile, Y/N stepped out into the morning sunlight, her heart heavy with anticipation, yet buoyed by the hope of reconciliation and closure.

As she drove towards Jake's location, her mind raced with a whirlwind of emotions, but amidst the uncertainty, one thing remained clear: she was determined to confront the past, to seek understanding, and to pave the way for a brighter future, not just for herself, but for her son as well.

With each passing mile, Y/N drew closer to the moment of truth, her heart pounding in her chest with a mixture of apprehension and hope. And as she finally arrived at her destination, she took a deep breath, steeling herself for the conversation that lay ahead, knowing that whatever happened next, she was ready to face it head-on.

Stepping out of the car, Y/N found herself face to face with the familiar sight of Top Gun, a place that held so many memories, both good and bad. The air crackled with anticipation as she made her way towards the entrance, her footsteps echoing in the quiet morning.

With each step, her resolve hardened, fueled by the need for closure and the hope of finding a way forward. As she reached the door, she took a moment to steady herself, drawing strength from the love she felt for Jack and the determination to create a better future for them both.

With a deep breath, Y/N pushed open the door and entered Top Gun, her heart pounding in her chest as she prepared to face the ghosts of her past. Whatever lay ahead, she knew that she was ready to confront it head-on, armed with the knowledge that she wasn't alone, that Bradley and Jack were with her every step of the way.

As she stepped into the familiar halls of Top Gun, Y/N felt a sense of purpose wash over her, driving her forward towards the unknown. And as she began her search for Jake, her mind focused and her heart steady, she knew that no matter what happened next, she was ready to embrace the challenges and possibilities of the journey ahead.

As Y/N walked through the halls of Top Gun, the air seemed to hum with recognition as her title of Captain "Haze" echoed through the corridors. Faces turned towards her, some with surprise, others with a nod of acknowledgment, each one a reminder of the life she had left behind.

Despite the year that had passed, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging as she made her way through the familiar surroundings. The memories of her time at Top Gun flooded back, a mix of triumphs and challenges that had shaped her into the person she was today.

As she continued her journey down the halls, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of nostalgia that washed over her, mingled with a sense of determination to confront the past and find closure. And with each step she took, she felt a renewed sense of purpose, ready to face whatever lay ahead with courage and resolve.

As Y/N ventured deeper into Top Gun, the memories of her time there flooded back with each familiar sight and sound. She couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia mixed with apprehension as she searched for Jake, her heart racing with the weight of unresolved emotions.

Finally, she spotted him across the room, his back turned as he spoke with a fellow pilot. With a steadying breath, Y/N approached him, her footsteps echoing in the silence of the room.

"Jake," she called out softly, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

He turned to face her, his expression a mix of surprise and guarded curiosity. "Y/N," he replied, his voice betraying a hint of emotion.

In that moment, as their eyes met, Y/N felt a rush of emotions flood her senses. Memories of their time together, both the joy and the pain, washed over her like a tidal wave, threatening to overwhelm her resolve.

But as she stood before him, her heart laid bare, she knew that she couldn't turn back now. Whatever happened next, she was ready to face it, to finally confront the truth and find a way forward, for herself, for Jake, and for their son.

With a steady gaze, Y/N took a step closer, her heart pounding in her chest as she prepared to speak the words that had been weighing on her mind for far too long. And as she looked into Jake's eyes, she knew that no matter what the future held, she was ready to embrace it with courage and determination.

As Y/N approached Jake, her heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and determination, she barely had time to speak before he grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the room. She stumbled along beside him, taken aback by his sudden actions and the intensity in his eyes.

Once they were alone in the hallway, Jake turned to face her, his expression a tumultuous mix of disbelief, anger, and raw emotion. "Y/N," he breathed, his voice trembling with a mixture of hurt and frustration. "What are you doing here? Why did you leave? Why did you come back?"

Y/N met his gaze, her own eyes filled with regret and longing. "Jake, please," she began, her voice choked with emotion. "I know I made a mistake, leaving like I did. But I had to..."

But before she could finish, Jake cut her off, his voice rising with frustration. "You had to what, Y/N? Break my heart? Leave me wondering what I did wrong? Leave me to pick up the pieces while you ran off to god knows where?"

Y/N felt her throat tighten with emotion as she reached out to touch his arm, but he pulled away, his anger palpable in the tense silence that hung between them. "I'm sorry, Jake," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the din of their emotions. "I never meant to hurt you."

Jake's expression softened slightly at her words, but the pain in his eyes remained. "Why did you come back, Y/N?" he asked quietly, his voice laced with a hint of desperation.

Y/N took a shaky breath, gathering her courage as she met his gaze. "Because I realized that running away wasn't the answer," she admitted, her voice steady despite the turmoil in her heart. "Because I couldn't bear the thought of living without you, without us."

As the weight of her words settled over them, Y/N held her breath, waiting for Jake's response, uncertain of what the future held but determined to face it together, whatever it may bring.

Jake's eyes softened, a whirlwind of emotions flickering across his face as he processed Y/N's words. For a moment, they stood in the hallway, caught in a silent exchange of longing and regret, their hearts laid bare before each other.

"I never stopped loving you, Y/N," Jake finally confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "Even when you left, even when I thought I'd never see you again, a part of me still held on to the hope that someday you'd come back."

Y/N's heart swelled with emotion at his words, her own eyes brimming with tears. "I'm here now, Jake," she replied softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "I know I can't undo the past, but I want to try to make things right, to find a way forward together."

A heavy silence fell between them, thick with the weight of their shared history and the uncertainty of the future. But as they stood there, their eyes locked in a silent conversation, Y/N felt a glimmer of hope ignite within her heart.

And in that moment, amidst the chaos of their emotions and the echoes of their past, Y/N knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, she was ready to face them with Jake by her side, their love stronger than ever before.

As the tension between them reached its peak, Jake leaned forward, closing the distance between them in a passionate kiss. Y/N's heart raced as she felt his lips meet hers, a surge of longing and desire coursing through her veins.

Without hesitation, she responded to his kiss, her lips meeting his with a fervor born of years of longing and regret. In that moment, all the pain and uncertainty melted away, leaving only the raw intensity of their shared connection.

Their kiss deepened, each touch igniting a fire that burned brightly between them. It was as if time stood still, the world fading away until there was nothing but the electric current that pulsed between them.

And as they finally pulled apart, breathless and flushed with emotion, Y/N felt a sense of clarity wash over her. In Jake's arms, she found the home she had been searching for, the missing piece of her heart that she thought she had lost forever.

With tears of joy in her eyes, Y/N whispered against his lips, "I love you, Jake. I never stopped loving you."

And as Jake held her close, his own emotions mirroring hers, Y/N knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, bound by a love that was stronger than any obstacle they could ever encounter.

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As Y/N sat at the hard deck lost in her thoughts, her attention was suddenly drawn to the heartwarming scene unfolding before her. There, amidst the camaraderie of the Dagger Squad, was Jake, bouncing little Jack on his knees with a playful grin.

Her heart swelled with a mixture of emotions as she watched her son giggling and babbling, completely enthralled by the attention he was receiving. The sight of Jake, once so distant and guarded, now engaging so effortlessly with their son filled Y/N with a sense of bittersweet nostalgia.

The members of the Dagger Squad surrounded them, their voices soft with affection as they explained the basics of their favorite game, the pool table, to the curious little boy. Each interaction was filled with laughter and warmth, creating a sense of belonging that Y/N hadn't realized she craved until now.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still as Y/N drank in the sight of Jake and Jack, their bond palpable even from a distance. Despite the challenges they had faced and the uncertainty of their future, there was a flicker of hope within Y/N's heart, a belief that maybe, just maybe, they could find a way to forge a new beginning together, as a family.

Y/N watched from a distance, Jake's eyes lit up with joy as he continued to interact with little Jack. With each bounce on his knee, Jake's laughter mingled with Jack's infectious giggles, creating a symphony of happiness that filled the room.

Beneath Jake's tough exterior, Y/N could see a tender warmth emerging as he made funny faces and playful gestures, eliciting delighted squeals from their son. It was a side of Jake she hadn't seen before, a glimpse into the depth of his love and affection for their child.

As Jack reached out chubby arms toward Jake, the members of the Dagger Squad chuckled fondly, encouraging the bond between father and son. Jake's smile widened as he gently lifted Jack into his arms, cradling him close with a protective tenderness that touched Y/N's heart.

In that moment, surrounded by the laughter and love of their makeshift family, Y/N felt a sense of gratitude wash over her. Despite the challenges they faced and the mistakes of the past, here was a chance for Jake to be the father he had always wanted to be, and for Jack to grow up surrounded by the unwavering support of those who cared for him.

As Jake peppered little Jack with kisses and whispered words of love, Y/N couldn't help but feel hopeful for the future, for the possibility of healing old wounds and forging new connections. And as she watched the father and son bond deepen before her eyes, she knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, as a family.

As the moments passed, Jake's interactions with Jack became increasingly tender and heartwarming. With each playful tickle and gentle cuddle, he seemed to melt into the role of fatherhood, embracing it with a warmth and affection that took Y/N's breath away.

Y/N couldn't help but marvel at the sight before her, the once stoic and reserved Jake now transformed into a doting father, his eyes alight with love and pride as he looked down at their son. It was as if a new chapter had begun for them, one filled with the promise of love, laughter, and endless possibilities.

As Jack babbled excitedly in response to Jake's playful antics, the members of the Dagger Squad exchanged knowing glances, their expressions soft with fondness and admiration. It was clear that Jake had won their hearts as well, his love for his son shining through in every gesture and smile.

And as Y/N watched the scene unfold, a sense of peace settled over her, the doubts and fears of the past giving way to a newfound sense of hope and optimism. In Jake's arms, their son was safe and loved, surrounded by a family that would always be there to support him, no matter what.

With a smile tugging at her lips, Y/N knew that their journey was just beginning, filled with the promise of love, laughter, and countless cherished moments shared as a family. And as she stepped forward to join them, her heart overflowing with love, she knew that together, they could weather any storm that came their way.

As Jake caught Y/N's gaze lingering on him and Jack, a playful smirk danced across his lips. With Jack tugging at her hair, he approached her with a gentle chuckle, his eyes sparkling with warmth.

"I caught you staring," Jake teased, his voice filled with affection as he reached out to ruffle Jack's hair.

Y/N's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn't help but smile at Jake's playful demeanor. "Guilty as charged," she admitted with a sheepish grin, reaching out to gently tickle Jack's chubby cheek.

As Jack giggled in response, Jake wrapped an arm around Y/N's shoulders, pulling her close with a tender squeeze. "You know," he murmured softly, his gaze meeting hers with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine, "I could get used to having you stare at us like that."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at his words, the warmth of his touch sending a wave of longing coursing through her veins. In that moment, surrounded by the laughter and love of their little family, she knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be.

As Jake's arm enveloped her in a comforting embrace, Y/N felt a rush of emotions flood her senses. The familiar warmth of his touch sent a wave of nostalgia washing over her, reminding her of the deep connection they shared.

"I could get used to it too," Y/N confessed softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaned into Jake's embrace. "Being here with you and Jack, it feels like... like coming home."

Jake's gaze softened at her words, a tender smile playing at the corners of his lips. "You are home, Y/N," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity. "With us, you're always home."

In that moment, as Jack continued to play with Y/N's hair, their bond as a family felt stronger than ever before. Despite the challenges they had faced and the uncertainties that lay ahead, they knew that as long as they had each other, they could weather any storm.

And as they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, surrounded by the love and laughter of their little family, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of peace settle over her. For in Jake's embrace, she had found her anchor, her safe haven in a world filled with chaos and uncertainty.

Lost in the moment, Y/N allowed herself to be swept away by the warmth and tenderness of Jake's embrace. With Jack's playful tugs at her hair and Jake's steady presence by her side, she felt a sense of completeness wash over her, as if every piece of her heart had finally found its place.

As they stood together, enveloped in a cocoon of love and laughter, Y/N couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of their little family. Despite the trials and tribulations they had faced, they had emerged stronger and more resilient than ever before, united by a bond that transcended time and space.

With a contented sigh, Y/N leaned her head against Jake's shoulder, her heart overflowing with gratitude and love. In that moment, surrounded by the ones she held most dear, she knew that no matter what the future held, they would face it together, hand in hand, heart to heart.

And as they basked in the warmth of their love, Y/N silently vowed to cherish every moment, to hold onto this feeling of belonging with all her might. For in Jake's arms, she had found her home, her sanctuary in a world filled with uncertainty.

As Y/N reflected on the events of the day, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the depth of emotion that had washed over her. From the unexpected reunion with Jake to the heartwarming moments shared with their son, it had been a day filled with love, laughter, and the promise of a brighter future.

In Jake's embrace, Y/N had found a sense of belonging she had longed for, a reminder that no matter where life took her, she would always have a place to call home. Their journey together had been far from easy, marked by moments of heartache and uncertainty, but in the end, it had led them back to each other, stronger and more resilient than ever before.

As the sun began to set on another day, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the blessings that surrounded her. In the arms of her loved ones, she had found solace, strength, and unwavering support, guiding her through even the darkest of times.

With a smile on her lips and a heart full of love, Y/N looked towards the horizon, ready to face whatever challenges the future held. For in the end, she knew that as long as she had Jake and their son by her side, she would always find her way home.

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thefiresofpompeii · 3 months

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maybe this is me stating the obvious because i'm ten years late to the party again, but the more i think about it, the more i realise gifting/burdening ashildr with immortality was a time lord victorious moment straight out of waters of mars, not a true gesture of kindness like the decision to save the pompeiian family – despite his attempt to absolve himself of guilt and to "logic" himself into believing that these situations are analogous, that this is the only right thing to do. why do i think so? well, because for starters he practically phrases it like a challenge: "i'm the Doctor, i save people, and if anyone up there who's listening has any sort of problem with that..."

it's a declaration of rebellion, right? the kindness aspect is present, yes, absolutely, but it stems from selfishness too: above everything, it comes from a desire to prove (to Clara and himself and anybody that's listening) that he's still the Doctor. if he had genuinely been acting rationally, if his intentions had been purely altruistic, he would never have subjected a young teenager to immortality without her consent or knowledge, tearing her away from everyone she loves, especially being as painfully aware of the loneliness it can bring as he is.

sure he gives her the second patch in a hurry, after looking at clara no doubt, but does he explain anything? does he even bother to tell ashildr the truth? no, — the most important reason behind this action was winning a debate with himself and imaginary past/future enemies. that's why it backfires. that's why he visits her only on a scant few occasions over 800 years, that's why he watches her from afar but never dares come close until a coincidence brings them together.

it's not even a jack situation: she's functionally immortal because of alien technology, not divine badwolf vortex-magic. she's not a fixed point. he could visit her anytime, but he doesn't, because ashildr's a living breathing representation of his guilt, walking the earth and never finding peace. a reminder of his tendency to run from the fallout of his rash decisions.

basically, as i said before, it's totally a victor frankenstein predicament. you created a monster out of hubris, brought it back from the dead, then turned and ran from your creation, ashamed of the surrogate child you fathered. the creature you assembled. they're your responsibility now. tough.

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n0tangeliccc · 1 year

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Little things with Kyle Broflovski♡

Kyle x gn!reader

Warning: none, just some good old fluff

A/N: Really need some fluff rn, since yesterday my week has started to get really shit lol (maybe this was a little self indulgent) also I’m so sorry for not posting these past few days

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- Kyle always notices how when you hyper focus on something you’ll forget to take care of yourself and he makes it his job to help you

- Whether that be helping you with whatever you’re doing, cooking for you, or reminding you to take breaks he’s always there for you

- Sometimes when he notices you’re really stressed he’ll take off his hat and let you play with his hair🤭

- Doesn’t really like PDA (mostly because he gets flustered easily) but he’ll sneak kisses with you

- He’ll also interlock your pinkies together because he worries his hands are too sweaty lmao

- So embarrassed to admit it but when he you two started dating he would not shut up about you and he went on a long ramble about you to Sheila (she thought it was adorable)

- Thinks it’s so fucking adorable when you play with Ike (he lowkey gets jealous because you should be paying attention to him hello??) makes him day dream about a future with you🥹

- Side note Sheila absolutely loves you and invites you over all the time to talk and drink tea with her!

- Sometimes he’ll just stare at you with hearts in his eyes and if catch him he’ll all shy about it and say something like “You’re just so pretty sweetheart, I can’t help it”

- This man jumps with excitement every time he sees you text him and will almost always text you back immediately after

- Takes pride in you wearing his letterman jacket around or any of his clothes in general but mainly his jacket because everyone can see his name on it

- Also makes you wear it to all of his games

- Good luck kisses, whether it be for a game or big test or a important presentation good luck kisses are a must for Kyle

- Kyle’s pretty insecure about his looks so anytime you compliment him he’ll get instant butterflies in his stomach and his face will get all red

- Loves cuddling, he’ll almost always be the big spoon

- Forehead kisses from him!!!

- He’s just completely head over heels for you💞

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Think I might do this with the rest of the guys 🫶

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acutiewithagun · 10 months

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Can I request a platonic Yandere future and present rottmnt turtles with a present-time m/c? The future turtles (all of them, even Raph and Donnie) manage to travel in time with Casey and find m/c. Could you make it a longer fic, too?

I actually sent Celina some headcannons of this idea a while back, here they are if you are interested :)

(I will do my best to do the older turtles justice. Also great head cannons, I enjoyed reading them. Sorry if this is too long, I got a bit carried away. But at least I got two hours of sleep.)

Past, present, and future?

You had seen the news two years ago, weird pink aliens, mutant turtles, and the almost destruction of New York City. It had almost made you move away, but your new job and decent living conditions kept you there. And it's not like you'd ever be wrapped up in any of that.

Interestingly enough after that fiasco a species called 'yokai' emerged from out of nowhere. Most were kind and normal enough that they just naturally blended into human society. But along with yokai, mutants also started showing themselves. Same deal as the yokai for the most part, but a few were revealed as villains.

Again, it's just information you had acquired naturally over time, not something you would ever get involved with. You lived your boring happy life without many complaints.

You turned the television off and stood up with a stretch, groceries were dwindling in your apartment. And your roommate asked you to pick up a new book for them from the bookstore they frequented. So you walked over to the door and slipped on your jacket. Reaching over to the kitchen counter by the door, you ran your fingers through the key bowl.

Acquiring the needed key you gripped it and threw open the front door. You exited the door and locked the door knob. Giving it a quick turn to make sure it was locked, you started heading down the stairs of the apartment building. The elevator doors were broken on your floor so that forced you to use the stairs. Not that you were complaining too much, more exercise for you.

You looked up at the fading sun and semi-cloudy sky. Shaking your head, you start walking along the sidewalk with the tote bag you had snabbed before walking out of your apartment for groceries. It didn't appear like it would rain anytime soon, so walking would be fine. It was growing late however, so getting a taxi back was definitely something you would have to do.

Your mind wandered back to the original mutant reports that happened when you were a teen. Sure it wasn't that long ago, but it sure felt so long ago. Everyone thought it was just fancy editing that people did to scare the public. But after the alien attack nobody could deny what happened years prior.

You saw movement out of the corner of your eye and reached into your pocket. Inside was a taser your buddy got you as a birthday present in case of anything. You gripped it tightly as you continued your trek to the place you buy groceries for the apartment.

Reviewing the information, you recalled the amount of people you allowed to see the location of your phone. You gave yourself a reassuring nod as you turned the corner. Unfortunately you were so distracted with thoughts you accidentally collided with someone. You stumbled back and took your hand out of your pocket to rub your nose.

"Sorry for bumping into you." You finally looked at the person you had the accidental collision and felt your breathing hitch. Standing in front of you was one of those mutant turtles. But oddly he looked... older? He gave you a grin as he leaned down closer to your face. He had red markings peeking out from a blue mask that covered his face. "It's alright, say what are you doing out so late?" You took a step back while maintaining eye contact with the stranger who looked like one of New York's saviors. "Just walking around, I hope you have a nice day." You make your way around him only to spot a younger version of him on the other side. You blink in confusion but continue walking, not wanting to get involved if you didn't need to.

You heard slight whispers from behind you and hurried your pace. Once you made it to the grocery shop of your choice you started collecting the items on your grocery list. Something about the interaction rubbed you the wrong way. You felt... unnerved to say the list. You were tense as you looked at cans of food you considered buying. Pushing the feelings down you ignored it all and simply finished your shopping.

Stepping outside again, the sun was almost completely gone. You realized you had just enough daylight to get that book your roommate wanted. Seeing as they were on a business trip, you decided to do them the simple favor. You started the short walk to the book store with a smile at your haul of food.

You entered the store, taking in the scent of old and new books along with the jingle of the bell. You looked around the shelves as you spotted the book of desire. You reached up and grabbed it, flipping it back and forth to double check it was the correct book. Once you confirmed it by skimming the pages you walked along the shelves. A bit of browsing never hurt anyone, plus you were already there.

You ran your fingers over the binding of the books as you slowly walked down the aisles. A small smile graced your lips as you sighed happily. Pulling yourself back to reality you walked around to the counter and purchased the book. You begrudgingly stepped out of the lovely building and into the nosiey city shrouded in darkness. Letting out a huff of frustration you pull out your phone. You balanced the tote bag on your shoulder as you also shoved the book inside. You scrolled through the taxi app you got recently, hoping it would make getting a cab easier.

As you were focused on your phone, someone tapped you on the shoulder, causing you to flinch. You snapped your head around to see the perpetrator that scared you as you stuck both hands in your pockets. Chuckling at your response the older turtle from earlier gave you a smirk as he backed up, hands in the air to show he meant no harm.

"Woah, calm down fighter, just little ol' me." Little was an understatement this man was at least in the six feet range. However you brushed the comment off and brought out your phone again, keeping your other hand on the taser. "Sorry, I get jumpy at night." You didn't trust him, but a conversation would keep him distracted long enough for your cab to arrive. "Ah, understandable, but I seriously wouldn't hurt cha. Sure I'm capable, however you are too special to harm."

With that he unceremoniously ruffles your hair with his hand. Something about his wording made you all the more cautious of the stranger. "Um, thanks, I guess." He gave you a wink, removing his hand from your head. He watched as you fixed your hair. "So why are you still out so late?" You looked at the app on your phone, frowning when you noticed the wait time went up by another fifteen minutes. "Waiting on a taxi. But at this point I might as well just walk."

The strange turtle man gave a hum of understanding as you started walking away. "Hey, hold on, is it really that safe to be walking on your own?" You hear him start to walk slowly behind you, tightening your grasp on your taser. "Positive, I've made the walk many times before." You speed up your stride, which in turn made him speed up until he was walking side by side with you. "Still, I can offer my company till you get home." The way he said this didn't sound like he was giving me an option. But you took the bait anyway.

"No, it's really fine, I insist you go back to do what you were originally doing." You were so distracted, you hadn't noticed how close you were to your apartment complex now. "I was just on a nightly stroll, nothing too urgent." You groan as you spot your building and look at him finally. "Well you got your way, have a great night sir." With that little bit, you headed up the stairs. You didn't look back at him, but you could feel his stare on the back of your neck. You rushed up the stairs and quickly got to your apartment.

You fumbled with your key before jabbing it in the lock and turning it to allow you into the apartment. Once inside you close the door and lock it, tossing the key into the key bowl. You rest your tote bag on the counter and start putting the food away.

Once you finished with that basic chore, you fished the book out of the bag. You opened your roommate's door to their room and placed the book on their bed. After that you closed the door and stalked over to the couch. You all but flopped across the entire thing as you tried to wrap your head around the events that transpired earlier.

Being unable to however, made you rub your face with your palms and groan. You tiredly got up and made your way to your room. You figured you could do your night routine to get your mind off everything. It was most likely a one time thing that would never occur again. Or, at least that was the hope.

Opening the door to your own bedroom, you walk in, only to be stopped by a large, translucent, purple barrier with some type of signal on it. "Donnie, we agreed on deploying the barrier after they fully entered the room." An audible scoff was heard and you snapped your head to the sound. "I know Angelo, but does it matter now?" A groan was sound as you continued looking through the darkness of the room. "Nardo was right, they really are observant."

Two turtles emerged from where my window was located and I took a few steps back. Only to bump into another one of those barriers. "What are you doing in my apartment!?" Your eyes were wide as you looked between the two. The purple wearing bandana one was shorter and also wore a purple hoodie. The orange mask wearing one was only a bit taller but appeared to be wearing some kind of cloak. And wait... Is that hair? You were positive reptiles couldn't grow hair.

"To answer your inquiry, we are here to bring you home." The older one nodded. "Staying here just isn't safe enough. But don't worry, everything is all set up for you back at the lair." You see the barriers now surrounding you on all sides, preventing any type of escape. You watch with unrest as they slowly get closer, all you can do is hold onto the taser still in your pocket.

Once they get close enough the barriers drop and you bolt out of the room. But you don't get too far before some type of chain wraps around your ankle. You tripped and fell forward, thankfully the taser landed close to you after your hands were forced out of the pockets.

You quickly snatch it as you are dragged back into the room. You hold it out in front of you and the purple one scoffed. He closed the door to your room as the older turtle crouched down to your level. "Why do you have that? It's not a sufficient tool to protect yourself with." The younger one of the two easily takes the taser from your hands as the other turtle starts wrapping you in the chain as you wriggle around.

"It normally works well enough." You bit back in hopes of deterring their task at hand. But unfortunately that just earned a sympathetic chuckle from the one tying you up and a head pat. "I forgot how stubborn you are, Donnie, mind picking them up?" The one addressed as Donnie nodded and swiftly lifted you up. "I would advise against struggling any further, I really don't want to accidentally drop you." And with those final words the two quickly moved out of your window and up to the roof tops.

They moved quickly and efficiently, but you just felt like a buoy, being jerked up and down as they flew. At some point Donnie activated a jetpack looking thing. And the one earlier addressed as Angelo was simply flying. Soon they landed and took you down into an abandoned subway station. Once there you were immediately swarmed by turtles. Older and younger counterparts of each other. And oddly enough a young boy, maybe about fourteen was there as well.

You were taking in too much information at once as you were ushered into a subway train car. The orange wearing pair left first to make food for everyone. Then the purple duo left, discussing something about security. And finally the blue two left to get whatever they identified as activities. Now just left with the extremely large red wearing match and the young human boy.

They worked to untie you from the chains, freeing you for hugs you weren't expecting. You were trapped between the bigger red one and the smaller red one. The human boy hugged you from the front. You tried to free yourself but gave up when none of them budged.

"Would someone at least tell me what is going on? Maybe give me names to my captors." The older version of the spikey turtle cleared his throat and gave me a toothy smile that showcased his snaggletooth. "Don't worry your head about a thing. We brought ya home so you could be safe. You can call me El." The smaller one was careful not to squeeze too tightly. "An' I'm Raph, but we aren't captors, we're heroes." You stared hesitantly at him, not really believing him at all with your predicament. "I'm Casey Junior, we knew you in the future and now you won't die again!" You looked at the young man in shock at his words. "Hold on, future? Die again? I don't understand."

Before anyone could respond the purple ones entered back in. "We came from an apocalyptic future where we could not defeat the Kraang. You unfortunately perished early into the battle. It deviated all of us, but you're alive here, alive and now completely safe from harm." You gawked at the older one as he talked. "Oh right, you may call me Tello." The smaller one was messing with the gauntlet on his arm. "I'm Donnie, just to make names easier."

You nodded hesitantly as the hug moved to a large couch in the room. You were grateful not to be standing with all that weight on you anymore. "But I was fine before, why bring me here?" Again, another person broke through to answer. "Easy, protecting you at our lair is a lot easier than the dangerous city, I'm Mikey!" The younger of the two orange wearing turtles excitedly proclaimed as he placed some plates of food for everyone. "I'm Angelo, and also because we missed you so much we want to spend as much time with you as possible."

You stare at the food skeptically as the blue pair joins the group again. "Ooo, introductions, well you can call me Leo." The younger one did a fancy pose as the older one smirked. "And I'm Nardo, just so you know, our counterparts share the same names as us but we decided on nicknames to make it easier on ourselves." You nodded in understanding as they all sat down to eat at a table in the room.

You were sat in-between all of them as they ate, barely being about to stomach what you were given from stress. You had to get out of here, but what could you do?

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