#or feeling liek they stand in the way of my needs

[skybristle]

love being emotionally neglected and honestly lowkey physically. this shit is awesome. i wanna go bash my head in

#sky rambles #delete later #im curling up so small like a kitty cat and covering my face with my paws #i dont like anyone in my family and feel no connections whatsoever besides being uncomfortable around most of them #or feeling liek they stand in the way of my needs #never has anyone been there to facilitate getting help for anything or bothered to pay attention when im struggling #i haven't eaten healthily in like a year and i still get the 'you eat so much!!!' teenager jokes #i get told 'just ask for help' as if i dont have paralyzing anxeity *you* 'forgot' to get me any help for #i feel as if i can't be fucking fixed anyways #therapy only does so much when you can't trust any adult or authority with anything and feel unable to talk about anything ever #i want to lay down

[dakotalun]

You Belong With Me | Eddie Munson

pairing: Modern!Eddie Munson X Fem Reader

summary: Part 2--Eddie gets a special visit...but it hurts more than it helps.

warnings: drug use, language, mentions of cheating, sad Eddie

word count: 4.2k

a/n: I've estimated about 7 or so parts to this series and I will be working on them for the next couple of weeks.

*******NOT MY GIF, CREDIT TO OWNERS*******

“Yeah I’m coming!” Eddie says from his room, getting up from his bed and pressing the butt of his blunt into the ashtray on the nightstand. He had been laying in bed, listening to Ozzy, smoking and drinking a beer after he got back from the basketball game a little while ago.

He was pissed at you for yelling at him earlier and bailing on him when it was so out of character for you to do so. But it was nice just sitting under the bleachers alone, oogling the love of his life. Another knock comes as he exits his room, “I said I’m coming-” He swings the front door open and it reveals a sad and red eyed Chrissy.

“Shit Chrissy, are- are you okay?” Eddie steps aside and allows her to enter the trailer.

“Hey Eddie. Sorry to just come over unannounced and all,” Her voice is strained but steady, as if she’s used to speaking after crying.

“No no it’s fine. What’s going on?” He walks over to the couch and sits down, Chrissy following after.

“Jason and I got into a big fight after the game tonight,” Eddie’s ears burn at the thought of Jason being a dick to such a sweet girl then return to normal after thinking about the fight he just had with you, “And I couldn’t be around him anymore so I went for a walk. I thought about things on the way then noticed that I was almost to here and decided to stop by.”

Eddie’s surprised at the words coming from her. She thought of him and decided to stop by, could this be his lucky day?

“Aw I’m sorry that sucks. What can I do to help? Do you need me to go beat him up? Cause I will, I’ll do it right now.” His tone is upbeat and happy but he means every word.

A smile creeps onto Chrissy’s face showing her perfect teeth, “No, no. Nothing like that. I was just wondering if you could, um,” She hesitates, nervous to ask the question.

Eddie puts a reassuring hand on her knee, this being the second time in 2 weeks that they’ve touched. “I’ll do anything, just say the word.” His doe eyes wide and full of truth.

“Can I get some weed or pills or something? I’ve not been in the best headspace lately and I just need something to take the edge off.”

Those were not the words he thought she would say, not in a million years. His face grows warm, nervous about selling to Hawkin’s most famous IT girl. He needs the money but he feels bad for taking it from her, she doesn’t look like she’s taken anything stronger than a baby aspirin in her life, and now she wants weed or pills.

“Are- are you sure? Have you ever smoked before?” She shakes her head, “I know I said anything but I don’t know if I can,”

“Oh,” Her head falls down, clearly disappointed at his words, “That’s okay. It was stupid for me to come here anyway. I’ll get out of your hair, let you get back to whatever you were doing.” She stands up, hands running over her short skirt, both out of nervousness and to cover her ass.

Eddie shoots up quickly not wanting her to leave, “Wait! I mean if you really want some weed then I’ll give you some but on one condition.”

Her baby blue irises meeting his dark brown ones, liek two oceans colliding, “What condition?”

“You gotta smoke it with me. Can’t have you choking to death after taking one puff incorrectly, so? We gotta deal?” He holds his hand out for her to shake, needing another form of touch with her.

“Deal.” Her tiny hand is engulfed in his, the warmth of her skin seeping into his palm.

Eddie tells Chrissy to stay in the living room while he goes and gets a joint and lighter from his room. Returning only a few seconds later he plops down on the couch, exhaling a loud sigh.

“So I’ll start it off for you then I’ll show you how to take a hit correctly,” Chrissy nods at his words.

Eddie puts the blunt into his mouth, cupping his free hand around it to shield the imaginary wind as he lights it, taking a few short puffs just to get it started for her. Once he’s satisfied with his work he pulls it from his lips and hands it to her.

Chrissy looks at it weirdly, not even knowing how to hold it. Eddie notices this and opts to just guide the butt just past her lips, her strawberry lipgloss covering the paper. She looks at him every step of the way, not wanting to do it wrong.

“Alright now all you’re gonna do is breathe in slowly,” She follows his words, taking a slow, deep breathe in, “Good. Good, now,” He pulls his fingers and the blunt away from her lips, “Hold it in for a second until you start to feel that burn in your chest, then exhale.”

She holds for a short second before falling into a coughing fit. Eddie goes to rub her back, soothing the burn he knows all too well from his past. She takes a little to regain her barings again before sitting back up and leaning into the worn out couch.

“Okay that is not as easy as you make it look,” Her voice is hoarse, which Eddie only finds attractive.

“Don’t worry sweetheart, the more you do it the less it hurts,” He takes a long hit, letting the smoke fill his lungs for far too long.

“Okay then, guess I’ll have to try again then,” Eddie just nods and takes another hit before handing it back to her. She follows his steps the same way, only this time she isn’t coughing up a lung.

“Nice job. You’re a natural.” Eddie smiles and the two of them sit there just enjoying the peace and sharing a smoke.

Once it’s down to its last little bit, Eddie puts it out and leans deep into the couch, spreading his legs wide in the process. He lays his arms over the back and looks up at the ceiling. He’s always loved doing this after a good smoke, just sitting there, staring at the ceiling and allowing his mind to wander and eventually go blank.

Chrissy is sitting beside him still, more relaxed than before which brings a smile to Eddie’s lips. The room has been quiet for a while and Chrissy has a question that she’s been meaning to ask.

“So, why do you do it?” SHe says after clearing her throat a little.

“Do what?” He doesn’t look at her, still focused on the ceiling above.

“Why do you act the way you do? Why play that game and listen to that music? You do realize it’s not normal right?” This catches his attention, he brings his head up to look at her, her eyes drifting from his face to her lap where she fiddles with her hands.

“Why are you with Jason when you know he’s sleeping with half the girls at the school?” Eddie’s feeling feisty now, not pleased with the sudden line of questioning.

“I asked you first.” Chrissy retorts back.

“I don’t know what you mean. I act the way I do because that’s who I am, and I play D&D because I find it fun and thrilling. Being normal ’s just not for me, trust me on this one sweetheart.”

“But it could be. If you tried, then you wouldn’t have everyone staring at you and calling you a freak.”

“Yeah but you forget one thing,” Eddie’s sitting up right now, hands on his knees as he gets closer to her. Her eyes are looking at him again, scanning his face quickly, almost worry in her eyes.

“What’s that?” Chrissy’s voice is small and weak, Eddie’s presence now intimidating as he gets right up in her face, a mere inch apart.

“I don’t give a damn what people think.” Chrissy is staring into his eyes now, completely locked in and focused. 

“Your turn, why Jason?” Eddie really is curious as to why she’s with him, and he know’s it can’t only be for the social status, “And don’t say because he’s captain of the laundry basket game.”

“It’s called basketball and I wasn’t going to say that. I like him because he’s sweet and kind and always does the best for others.”

Eddie can’t believe the words she just used to describe him, “Jason? Like Jason Carver, the one who bullies me relentlessly and judges people if they breathe the wrong way? That Jason?”

“Yes Eddie, that Jason.” 

“But how?”

“I know he’s not the best to be around during school but that’s just because his dad is a jackass who won’t get off his back about basketball and his grades. He’s stressed all the time and just needs a break. And when he’s with me he’s thi sweet guy who doesn’t care what others think, just wanting to be the best he possibly can be.”

Eddie looks at her, mouth wide like a fish that’s trying to get air after being pulled from the water. Never in his 20 years of life did he think that he would hear someone say those things about Jason, especially in his trailer! It felt like an out of body experience.

“Can I ask you another question?” Chrissy is looking at him, ignoring the stunned expression.

“Uh sure. But this is the last one.”

“What’s up with you and y/n?” “Nothing, why?” The hair on the back of Eddie’s neck stand up at the mention of you.

“I didn’t se her with you today at the game and I was just curious. I mean you two are always together, even Jason and I don’t spend that much time together. Guess you guys just have a good relationship.”

“Woah woah woah. Y/n and I aren’t in a relationship. She’s just a friend.”

Chrissy gives him a quizzical look, not fully believing him, “Uh huh, so you guys just carpool together and walk to classes together and eat lunch together because you’re friends?”

“Yes. We do,” Eddie sits up straighter now, feeling like he has to assert dominance in this situation.

“Okay then. I was just wondering,” Chrissy is looking directly in his eyes now, analyzing the vast space of his irises.

His eyes are cool and calm, whilst hers are wide and a little curious. Eddie’s gaze dips from hers to her lips then back up again. Her lipgloss is pretty much gone, most of it on the end of the discarded blunt. They are soft and pink, not at all chapped and worn like his.

Eddie’s feeling bold and a little angry right now. Bold from the weed and angry at you for not believing that he could have Chrissy if he wanted to, so his next moves weren’t quite thought out. So before either of them knows it his lips are on hers. Chrissy gasps into the kiss, it quickly being muffled by his mouth. She knows she should pull away, she knows she shouldn’t be kissing anyone other than Jason, especially Eddie “The Freak” Munson, but his lips taste different and the way he holds himself is in high contrast from Jason.

So she leans in a little, giving back to what Eddie is giving her. They kiss for what feels like forever to Eddie but in actuality it was only a few seconds before she pulls away.

“I-” Chrissy tries to speak but the words fall silent on her tongue before she can even get them out.

“Shit, I’ve been wanting to do that for so fucking long. It’s even better than I imagined,” Eddie has his world famous grin on, happy to have finally made a move on his dream girl. He starts to lean back in for another kiss when one of Chrissy’s small hands touch his chest, pushing him back.

“What? What’s wrong?” Eddie’s concerned now.

“It’s, um, it’s Jason. I can’t do this to him.”

“But the guy is a jerk, you can do better than him,” Eddie puts his hand over the one onhis chest, “I can treat you better than he can.”

Her eyes are still downcast, not even daring a quick glace up to his. She slips her hand out from under his, letting it fall into her lap again. “Eddie I’m sorry. Really I am, but I can’t. I love him, and he loves me.”

The words are like acid to Eddie’s ears, his face burning at the sound. His body goes numb as he falls back into the couch. Chrissy is talking but he can’t understand her, being rejected is already too much to bear.

“You should go.” His voice is cold, harsh; he barely recognizes it himself.

“Yeah, um okay.” She gets up, gethers her things then rushes out the door. The sound loudly reverberating off the walls of the tin can Eddie calls a home.

He sits there. For a good 10 minutes he just sits there, thinking. Thinking about how he just kissed his dream girl, about how her lips felt on his, how good her lipgloss tasted on his tongue, how much he wishes it could’ve lasted longer, how he hates himself to doing it in the first place.

Eddie’s been dreaming of that moment since he was in 7th grade. He hoped she would be his first, in everything; first girlfriend, first kiss, first to have sex with him-he hoped for it all. Now he’s left sitting here, rejected and cold and alone.

What makes him feel worse is that he can’t even go talk to the one person he knows would make him feel better because she’s mad at him for something she was ultimately right about. He just wishes he could take this entire day back and start over.

---

All night you had been laying in bed and wracking your brain for all the possible ways to make it up to Eddie. Going through all these years of friendship the two of you share, thinking of all the things Eddie loves; weed, horror movies, milkshakes from Jay’s Diner, and the cookies you make.

You get up from your bed, the bright light of the rising sun peaking through your curtains. You could only sleep for a few hours that night, too afraid that you had ruined your best friendship. Throwing the blankets off yourself you get ready for the day, choosing comfort more than style.

An hour later you are standing in front of Eddie’s trailer, cookies and milkshakes in hand as you carry a bag of all his favorite horror movies you had just gotten from Family Video. You clock that Wayne’s truck is still outside even though he is normally on his way to work by now, but you don’t pay much attention to it as you knock on the door.

You wait for a few seconds and then are faced with the older man with salt and pepper hair.

“Hi Wayne.” You greet with a smile on your face.

“Hey honey, you here for Ed?” He moves aside to let you in.

“Yeah we uh got into a little fight last night and I wanted to check in on him. Brought milkshakes and cookies.” You hold up the items in your hand. Wayne smiles at your gesture, one Eddie would be sure to love as well.

“He’s been real upset today. Hasn’t said a word to me since I got back from work this morning, rarely comin’ outta that room a his.”

You’re confused for a minute at his words. Eddie seemed mad at you sure but to go as far as to lock himself in his room all day, that was dramatic, even gor him. The look on your face must’ve clued Wayne in on the fact that you had no clue what he was talking about.

“If ya don’t mind, may I ask what you fought about?” HE rubs the back of his neck, a thing Eddie does when he too is nervous, “Possibly get an idea as to why he’s like this.”

“Well he wanted to go to the basketball game last night but I wasn’t feeling up for it. I had tried a few times to tell him I didn’t wanna go but he’s a stubborn one,” Wayne nods his head and smiles a little, “I let my anger get to me and accidentally yelled at him, saying things I did and didn’t mean. But I didn’t think he would be that mad about it, not enough to lock himself inside for hours.”

The two of you standing there in silence, contem,plating all the other reasons for Eddie’s behavior today. The older man looks at his watch then sighs, knwoing it’s time to go to work but not wanting to leave his nephew.

“Go ahead. I’ll see if I can get to him, I’ll call you about what happened later.” Wayne gives you a reassuring smile and a squeeze on the arm before heading out the door and to his late night job.

You take a deep breath in and out, calming your nerves. You set the milkshakes into the freezer, not wanting them to melt as the two of you talked before heading down the short hallway to the metalhead’s room.

It’s rare to see Eddie’s door closed, always an open book in his own house. You knock on his door 3 times, a special order to them, signaling that it was you who was outside of it. Eddie was the one who suggested the two of you got a secret knock, being that both of your parental figures tended to just walk in unannounced and without warning.

The knock was short and sweet, something easy to remember. Eddie was the one who used it most, knocking on your window late at night to steal you away for a night drive or a smoke sesh. 

There is no response from Eddie, so you try the knock again, hoping he just didn’t hear you the thifrst time. Nothing, no response.

“Ed? You okay in there? Wayne said you haven’t left there all day.” You try and keep your voice neutral, not showing the hurt from deep inside that this might be your fault, “Look if this is about out fight last night I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I wasn’t in the right head space and I really shouldn’t’ve talked to you that way.” Still nothing, not even the shifting of sheets could be heard.

“I brought some movies and cookies. Oh and that milkshake you love so much from Jay’s.” You start to get worried now, Eddie has never been this quiet in his life, “Eddie please talk to me. I really didn’t mean to say those things about you and I take back every word. If you really, truly love Chrissy then I will support you. I just don’t want you to get hurt is all, I love you and hate seeing you like this.”

At the mention of Chrissy, Eddie’s heart constricted thinking about what happened last night. And for the first time all day, he speaks.

“It’s not your fault,” The words are soft, the sound in his voice coming out strained.

“Are you sure? I know I was harsh and I take full responsibility for your emotions and my actions. Can I come in? I kinda feel like I need to say this to your face.” You pause a moment, waiting for something, anything. Then you hear the small *click* of his door being unlocked. You open it and gasp at the sight in front of you.

Eddie is laying on his bed, blankets wrapped tightly around him as tissues surround and litter the the places around him. He was crying.

“Shit.” You say under your breath. There is soft music playing in the back ground, you recognize the song to be K. by Cigarettes After Sex. You know the song is on his sad playlist, one he rarely listened to that you knew of. So for him to be listening to it right now is startling.

“Eds?” You walk into the rom fully now, setting the cookies and movies down on the floor by the door. You take a few steps towards his bed, his back is turned to you.

“Eddie, what’s wrong?” You’re now at the edge of his bed, wanting more than anything for him to turn around and look at you. He just lays there, his breathing moving his chest up and down slowly.

“I fucked up.”

“Huh?” You weren’t even sure he said anything that’s how quietly he said it.

“I fucked up, badly.” He turns around now, showing you the aftermath of his endless crying all night. His eyes are puffy and red, tear lines stain his face as a little bit of snot if still lingering on his nose.

You’ve never, ever seen Eddie cry out of sadness before, happiness, excitement, pleasure, sure but not sadness and it worried you to your core to know who or what did this to him. You take a seat on his bed, placing a hand on his thigh, the layers of blankets stopping any sort of heat of his to tough yours.

“What happened? Why do you think you fucked up?”

“Chrissy came by last night…” That’s when your ears perked up, so this was her fault huh? “She wanted drugs but I wasn’t sure she should do them alone since I figured she’s never done them before. Being miss popular “good girl” and all.”

Eddie sits up now, clearing his throat as you just sit there, leting him talk. “I offered to sit with her and teacher her how to smoke properly as to not hurt herself, you know?” You only nod, “Well we were sitting there a few minutes just passing it back and forth, talking occasionally until she asked me a question.”

“Which was?”

“Why do you act the way you do? It seemed harmless at the time, just something that one would ask the town freak,” Your heart pangs at the name he calls himself, “I retorted with a question of my own, following in her line of questioning. Everything was good, then she looked at me. Like really looked at me and I couldn’t hold back anymore, after what you said and the way she just seemed so damn pretty even after coming here with tears staining her face. I kissed her.”

Your eyes went wide. He kissed her. Eddie kissed Chrissy. Eddie Munson and Chrissy Cunningham kissed. The “town freak” and the “cheery good girl” of Hawkins kissed. No matter what way you put it nothing changed. The boy you love, are in love with kissed someone else, someone who had a boyfriend who despised Eddie.

You’re silent, not even breathing as Eddie stares at you, “We only kissed for a few seconds but it was great, her lips were soft and sweet. I wanted to stay like that forever, I could’ve if she didn’t pull away. She told me it was wrong and she couldn’t do it, Jason being the one she loved, even though I know for a fact that he’s fucking other girls around the school.”

The words and thoughts of Eddie kissing Chrissy still heaven’t left your brain, you needed to get them out. “So that’s why you’ve been in here all day. Cause Chrissy rejected you? Not our fight?” You needed a clear answer.

“Yeah. I mean part of it was because we fought, but only a small part, most being because of the kiss.” His eyes are on his lap, where he messes with the chunky rings adorning them. You place your hand over his, stopping th nervous tick.

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay. You’ll find someone else who doesn’t have a dickwad for a boyfriend and who loves you just as much as you do them and you’ll be happy. I promise,” Clearly you were talking about yourself but he didn’t need to know that. He gives you a smile and pulls you in for a hug, squeezing tightly.

“Thanks sweetheart. You always know what to say to cheer me up.”

“I’ll always be there for you Ed, you know that.” The two of you break apart, you missing the warmth of his body against yours all too much.

“Did I hear something about horror movies and milkshakes?” You laugh at his change in conversation.

“Yes you did. I went to Jay’s earlier to get your favorite, which I still don’t get ow you can drink a birthday cake milkshake but I still bought it.” You stand from his bed, extending your hand out to im, “Let’s get you out of here, watch some movies and eat a shit ton of unhealthy foods.”

Eddie takes your hand without even taking a second thought, letting you lull him to his couch in the other room. The two of you sit there for the rest of the night, watching movies, eating cookies and drinking milkshakes. Everything was back to normal, almost.

Your heart still beat for Eddie but you knew now that you couldn’t do anything to pursue it, knowing it would only confuse and hurt him more. So for now you would stay an arm's length away, letting him pull you in whatever direction he wanted, a smile plastered to your face the entire way.

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[reareaotaku]

oh my god, prt 2 of School Girls????? You can't leave me liek that

OOH??? Of course! Man, wow

Part 1: School Girls

Summary: You've been staying out of Miles' way, to avoid anymore of his treatments, but it only makes him seek you out more Pairings: Bully! Yandere! Miles Fairchild x Fem!Reader TW: Bullying, Harassment Taglist: @tomhockstetter7-111 [Might make a part 3 that goes more into the NSFW part. If I do do a part 3, it will pretty much immediately go into NSFW territory]

You hated him. If there was a hell, he'll surely rot there when he finally croaks. Speaking of the devil, you could feel his glare from across the courtyard. When you looked up from your notebook, you could see him staring at you- Well, staring might not be the right word. He had a strange look on his face- One that was so disconnected from the real world.

You had figured he targeted you because you didn't have any friends, but he didn't either, because of his 'anger issues'.

You stood up from your spot and wiped your skirt. You looked back at him just to see if he was still watching you; He was. You turned away from him and headed inside. You couldn't stand his stare anymore, you needed to get away and you knew the perfect place; The roof.

The janitor had left an extra key in his storage room and you had found it when being locked in there by Miles for something stupid. You were mad at first, but when finding the key, you realized this was the best thing to happen, since he couldn't go there.

You rushed up the stairwell-the same one Miles had cornered you in that one time- and quickly unlocked the roof door. When it clicked open, you slammed it shut and locked it again before smirking to yourself. There was a small part of you that wished you could see his face when realizing he couldn't get to/find you.

You went to the side of the exit, leaning on the wall. If someone would enter the roof, you'd be able to see them before they see you. You moved your bookbag to your feet and grabbed a book '1989' by George Orwell.

You hated the book. The main character, Winston, reminded you of Miles in the way he acts- Though the book wasn't necessarily about how terrible Winston was but more about absolute Government control.

But that's unimportant. You were alone now and you could read the book for your English class. It was strangely peaceful; If you didn't have the book, you'd probably take a nap up here or something. It was nice... for the first time in a long time.

---

Miles' nose scrunched up as he scoped the courtyard. His little attraction had disappeared half an hour ago and he wasn't able to find her and it was starting to piss him off. Then a thought occurred to him... What if she was on the roof?

He had overheard the headmaster and janitor talking about a missing key to the roof. The key the janitor kept in his closet- the same one Miles had locked her in. But, if she was on the roof, there was no way for him to get up there, because it was padlocked; Hence the need for key.

He could tell the headmaster, but that could lead to two things; The headmaster not believing him or Y/n getting suspended. The last thing he wanted was her to be kicked out of school for a week, hell he couldn't even stand 30 minutes of her being gone.

But he needed to get up there. He needed to let her know that she couldn't escape him. That he was always watching... always there. But as of now she probably thought she was safe and the thought made Miles' face scrunch up into a heavy glare.

---

The sun was starting to fall and curfew was coming, so you knew you had to go back to your dorm. Thankfully you had finished the book, but just had a few more annotations to write. Though, you could just come back tomorrow and finish it.

You stand up and wipe your outfit, before pulling the key out of your pocket. You sigh, feeling relaxed, before turning the handle and slowly closing the door behind you. Though your happiness was short lived.

"I didn't know you were such a troublemaker, Y/n."

You could feel your stomach drop and your body froze when hearing the voice.

"What? Can't turn around and face me?"

You were hoping if you didn't move, maybe he'd go away? You held your breath, hoping it was dark enough that he couldn't see you.

"You have nothing to say?"

You turned your head slightly, "What is there to say?"

"Oh, so she does speak? I was worried for second."

You chuckle. "No, you weren't."

"What makes you think that?"

You turn around towards him. You could barely make out his face, but his eyes bored into yours. Dark and cold just like him. It's like he could see every secret that you hid. You could see his silhouette just fine and you were sure he could see yours.

"If you weren't such a bitch, you'd be a beautiful girl."

"If you weren't evil, you'd be an attractive man."

He frowned at your words, causing you to smirk. You could see the frustration on his face. He pulled your hair back behind your ear, before caressing your face. It was strange for him to be so gentle. You didn't like it.

You grabbed his wrist and pulled him off. "It's past curfew."

"Yeah... It is."

---

Your bed felt hard under your body. It was like it had never been used. It was strange. You felt as if you didn't belong. Maybe it was because you didn't. Because you weren't in your bed- Hell you weren't even in your room. You were in his. Though why? You felt the bed dip and looked towards the man of the hour. Why were you here and what was going on?

#the turning #horror x reader #yandere slasher #yandere horror #miles fairchild #yandere miles #yandere miles x reader #yandere miles fairchild #yandere miles fairchild x reader #miles fairchild x reader #yandere x reader #yandere #miles fairchild imagines

[forestshadow-wolf]

dancing and the dreaming by john Powell

That one scene from httyd 2 except it's soap ghost.

Ghost had never wanted to hurt dragons, he'd never thought they were hateful creatures. But then one of them broke into their house, and he feared tue worst for their daughter. But there was a moment, just one, and he realized it wasn't trying to hurt her.

Soap arrived still panicked and filled with adrenaline, he threw his axe at it without a second thought, moving more on instinct than intention. It wasn't his fault, and Ghost would never blame him.

But he knows Soap blames himself for the way the dragon truned tail and ran, but only after scooping Ghost up in its talons.

Surprisingly enough, the dragon didn't take him somewhere remote to eat him. No, it took him to some sort of... sanctuary, a place where the dragons lived. He wanted to go back, he wanted to make the dragon take him back. But then he thought that maybe not all dragons are liek this one, maybe she's safer with Soap on an island of vikings who are willing to do what needs to be done to protect without hesitation. So he stayed.

And years and years later. Nearly 2 decades, and he's saving a young lady from dragon hunters.

It's not until later, when he gets a closer look that he recognizes those heterochromatic blue and umber eyes, and the little beauty mark on the tip of her left ear that he can still remember kissing every night before bed, once upon a time ago.

And then he's gone off to find supper and when he comes back...

Soap. Standing there stock still, just staring at him. And he can't quite tell what it means, can't quite see what's behind the devastation in those eyes. It's been too long since he's seen Soap. Perhaps he'd know what was in those beautiful blue eyes if only he'd been there for all those years.

He looks good. Older, more grizzled, more tired. His beard's grown long, and braided. His hair, longer as well, but still the iconic short sides. And ghost thinks he falls in love all over again. But he left, he was taken and he chose to stay gone. And he's sure that soap must be furious with him. For leaving him alone with their daughter to take care of, and an entire village to run. For staying gone. And he says as much, shouts it.

And soap, ever the gentle soul, forgives him. Forgives him like he never blamed him, like he's never hated him. Like he loves him, like he still loves him.

He's still not sure what to think in the tense, too quiet atmosphere. It used to be so loud and lively, never a quiet moment. Not with soap around, at least. Except now it was.

He's getting water for the stew when he feels soap at his back. Humming a melody he'd long (not) forgotten. An olive branch. A peace offering.

I'll swim and sail on savage seas With ne'er a fear of drowning And gladly ride the waves of life If you will marry me No scorching sun nor freezing cold Will stop me on my journey, sorry If you will promise me your heart

He reaches for it, but he can't find his voice. He feels his gaze on him as it wavers, as soap looks at him for any sign of the past and gets nothing. Won't get anything with Ghost's back to him, he seems to realize it as his head fully sinks under the water.

And love...

And finally Ghost finds that handhold he was looking so desperately for. He throws out a life raft for him.

And love me for eternity My dearest one, my darling dear Your mighty words astound me But I've no need for mighty deeds When I feel your arms around me

And suddenly he's alive, and soap is letting out that beautiful laugh, that he's always loved.

But I would bring you rings of gold I'd even sing you poetry (oh, would you?) And I would keep you from all harm If you would stay beside me

And he can almost physically feel as something he didn't know was broken heals inside of him.

I have no use for rings of gold I care not for your poetry I only want your hand to hold

I only want you near me

And suddenly they're both laughing, and dancing. Just like old times, it's like he'd never left. Or maybe it is, but maybe it's okay, maybe it'll be okay.

To love and kiss to sweetly hold For the dancing and the dreaming Through all life's sorrows and delights I'll keep your laugh inside me I'll swim and sail a savage seas With ne'er a fear of drowning And gladly ride the waves so life And you will marry me

And all is right with the world. He has his husband and their daughter, and they have him. And they're happy and together and they have the most beautiful laughs that he never wants to not hear.

#For the Dancing and the Dreaming #httyd 2 #cod au #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soapghost #ghostsoap #call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #el rambles

[who1ssheesh]

NSFW Xanxus with s/o? 👀

Xanxus NSFW Headcanons

Warnings: seks and swearing; fem!reader; huge OOC; 100% wrong grammar, english still is not my native (it will be one day is this how it works idk); no beta we die like tyl tsuna

Note: tbh, this is really short since I'm still holding back my filthiest thoughts?? The add-on section with sub Xus can be NOT considered serious but those make me raaaaaaaaaawrrr aooga

• Fucking horndog end of the story leave lieks uwu

• No really, he riles up in a second and in the most inconvenient situations. And if you don’t give him what he wants, Xanxus will be very broody for the whole day. Good luck, you will need one ngl

• Xanxus obviously likes (LOOVES) seeing you in revealing tight clothes, this bitch will drop stuff on purpose just to see your bottom if you're wearing a short skirt that day. He will not hide it, man will just be sitting with the nastiest smile, and you know you have to get that thing up since he won’t

• More of a thighs and ass type tbh. Any breast is good if he can see a nice cleavage.

• I really imagine Xanxus as a big juicy man despite Amano’a art style. His thighs worth dying between, his tiddies look heavy I can hold them bb. And I think he also enjoyed someone not really slim? He loves something to GRAB

• Not even in a sexual way. He will always grab your ass even around people and he can't even give you a coherent answer why. He just stares zero brain head empty - he can't admit out loud he loves your body, what a loser

• HUGE size kink. The nastiest, craziest size kink, he is going to be feral with a small s/o like he really means to snap them in half

• Also has a big dick, so……..can’t complain

• Choke him. Never in your life you can even choke him a little bit, but Xanxus appreciates the effort. Your both fragile feminine hands cannot do anything against him and even grab his neck fully, and that feeling of power over you gets him going.

• Then you feel his hot touch around your throat. He is going to show you how it is done

• Enjoys the fight. Someone too obedient is not his type at all, he gets bored quickly, he loves his girlie to has temperament. Scratch him, grab him, bite him and never hold back. Xanxus enjoys smell of blood, seeing your marks all over him after

• Touch. His. Scars. I’m sorry for involving feelings, but he will like it

• You can never dumbfound him with love-bombing btw. Unlike SOMEONE ahemsqualoahem

“I-i love you”

“Yeah, who doesn’t”

But he still thinks that’s lame and kills the mood

• Yes to power play but GOD FUCK NO WHAT ARE YOU DOING GET THE FUCK OUT YOU FREAK to Daddy kink. He has too much going on with parents and has big issues, especially with fathers. But props to being the first person Xanxus calls a freak

• Get on your knees for him and he’s so WEAK

• Speaking of weak. Xanxus thinks too much with his dick, and you won’t have much problem convincing him about something through a good blowjob (or sex in general). He knows your trick but doesn’t mind, since he’s had a good time, nay? Though sometimes he’ll fuck around and just go away “well, bye now”

• Corruption kink and no one will convince me otherwise. Having a confident skilled woman is good. But how about the most stoic, morally right woman turned into the filthiest nastiest whore just for him? Bonus point if she's a virgin, something clicking in his head. Xanxus enjoys the fact he's one and only or at least, if you break up, he's still your first and no other man will satisfy you she same way (those are his words, not mine)

• Such a dirty talker. But usually Xanxus tries to get an answer from you and just laughs and your fucked-out pathetic state. He won't stop until your eyes are glossy and absolutely empty, his dick is the only thing on your mind.

• Xanxus is shameless but still gets really angry when you two get caught. HOT TAKE. It's not about him btw, he doesn't give a shit about being seen with some one-night-stand but YOU as his partner are different. He wants people hear you and know how good he's making you feel, he wants then to see how hot, awesome, smart, pretty, confident you are BUT! Xanxus is the only one who sees you in the nastiest, most vulnerable state.

• Hot take again - he's not against eating you out. First - being between juicy thick thighs worth dying for, second - he again turns it into a dominating moment, where HE decides if you're having an orgasm.

Secret-secret headcanons I myself BELIEVE

• Sit on his face. Xanxus will act like a bitch but in the end you will notice he likes it WAY too much and even has some shade of pink on his cheeks

• Just try to dominate him in general. Use the same dirty words he uses for you, don't be scared to insult him. You both are too fucked up and horny at this moment anyways, Xanxus' brain won't even comprehend what you are telling him and that actually he's supposed to get angry

• Xanxus didn't know this is his kink - a beast being tamed, huh?

• After the first time this idiot didn't even talk to you, trying to process what the hell happened. But seeing you the same as always, still treating him as a big smart boss, and that's what everyone believes, makes him hard instantly.

• Xanxus doesn't like sex toys at all (he can make you see stars without any help) but JUST MAYBE that's the first time you get whips? Question mark?

• Nah, he won't just become suddenly submissive, that's not the point. He will insult you, bite you, scratch, choke you, fight against you. If you can't handle him, you don't deserve him in this state, okay?

#khr headcanons #khr imagines #khr x reader #varia x reader #xanxus x reader #xanxus headcanons #xanxus imagines #xanxus smut #khr smut

[lost-creatures]

"Hot Cougars in your area". She'd seen the ads a hundred times before, they were probably the only motherfuckers willing to advertise on these piece of shit message boards, and most of them were just scams anyway. This time though:

Reader Discretion Advised: Eaten Alive, hard vore, snuff, vomit, musk, yuri, t4t MINORS DNI

So I do as I'm told and walk away from my campsite in the middle of the night without telling anyone. We didn't have to go far— just some state park in the mountains above the suburbs. An arid montane scrubland echoed across the rolling surface, its reds and yellows muted to grey and blue in the winter moonlight. Three ridgelines deep into the mountains already. Just the hike to the backcountry campsite beat my ass, so my legs are screaming as I walk into the cold.

/

it was an unlicensed app, right? but you know the website seemed normal enough and i figured that if this worked, i wouldn't really care what they did with whatever got left behind. enough debt to buy a house i guess? i thought i'd been fucked anyway, made a profile and went 2 weeks without a response or message. they're just gonna rob me, huh? this is even better than Lex.

i really needed a girl to pin me down and start tearing into me, nobody ever goes hard enough goddammit. if you want something done right i guess you need to find the real deal.

i almost deleted the app, told myself two days in a row that i should. then, a photo, a mass, the clash of textures between corded muscle and gelatinous organ, heaped onto the dust at night. the kind of thing you'd see on a trail cam, but the angle was wrong.

how can i reply? i can't just hit her with the keysmash, how many women like her can even admit they'd want to do this to you. prey have to stand out a bit more these days, predator populations are way down.

"hey um, is that your work? i really liek it ;3"

fuck goddammit its over im fucking blowing it

"thnk u for noticing meeeee!~"

i'll just kms i'm cooked

"sorry i, the composition of the piece is very strong. the way the textures of the corpse contrast with the dusty landscape, acts to draw your focus as much as the border of the spot lighting and surrounding darkness. the off center lighting creates an almost sfumato effect along the massing, creating beautiful shadow shapes. would you want a new subject? ;3"

"Hahaha, you're cute aren't you?"

my rizz is unlimited

"We should meet. Do you know Henry Coe?"

/

Going back down the 22% grade is harder than climbing it and made even worse by the loose gravelly surface and the too many gin and tonics I had after we made camp. My boot catches a rock as I leave the trail and my knees hit the rocks. It hurts, but I'm having trouble finding the meeting spot, maybe some blood on the trail will help her find me. It feels like she's already on top of me. There's a pressure in the air and it makes every crack and shift in the earth reverberate across the slope. In that moment I can hear every motion every breath under the scrub. There's nothing, just wind howling over the crest of Mount Sizer. But I can feel her boring into me. I keep waiting for her to collide with me, knock me to the ground. I want her I want her inside me.

I want to be ready so I strip my torn clothing from my body.

This has to be the spot, the singular tree matches the photo she sent. I sit, bare ass shivering on the stone under the tree and wipe the fresh beads of blood down my knees, only managing to make a big red smear reaching halfway down my shins. The premix gin and tonics from the campsite start to fight their way back up my throat.

"I didn't think you were gonna show." she's smiling. Her stare pierces through me like I'm not even there. Its entrancing.

Her amber felid form followed my same path along the mountainside and into this depression. A little bit of my blood already stains her muzzle.

"You're Eloise? You know you shouldn't give your real name out to strangers on the internet, right?" She stretches the last word out, lilting, like she's trying hard not to laugh.

I'm struggling to respond through the boozy haze, the biting wind, and the nerves I get just looking at her. "i didn't really think it mattered" I uncurl a bit and she finally gets a look at my face. "can i know yours?"

She jumps, pounces, closing the distance between us faster than I can react. The full weight of her body hits me square between the breasts. Between her body and the rocks beneath every last wisp of air is pressed from my lungs. Her scent hits me all once as I gasp for air, she's actually wild, fuck. Her stink is acrid, acidic, astringent, its the kind of smell that sucks the moisture out of the air and dries out your mouth. I don't gag so much as start panting and straining towards her. "Its Tiffany." Planted on my sternum she makes every breath a labor and I barely manage to whisper a reply.

"i… i…"

I've wanted this for so long but I never thought I'd get this far. I have no idea what to say.

She shifts her weight into my guts and the sick I've been holding back overtops the lump in my throat and pours weakly down my chin. I gag into my chest as my entire body contracts and the waves of my vomit splash flecks of evidence into the fur of her breast and forelegs.

"Its okay kiddo, you don't have to say anything"

"please," I'm coughing up the heavier stragglers stuck in my throat, "you're beautiful" It just burns now. "i need you to take everything from me"

She laughs and looks down, guiding my eye to her massive paws pressing into the plush of my abdomen. To the contents of my stomach emptied over my still flat chest and softening waistline, dripping off in chunks. The tips of her claws poke from their cuticle in their round furred sheath. Fully deployed, each one looks like a karambit, sharpened just for me. She runs her paws gently over my belly, the touch imperceptable over that of the scouring wind, and still, red and black beads follow in the trail she leaves. The roughness of her underpaw brushes past my aching nipples. I can't help but gasp at the burst of sensation attacking my touch starved corpus. She cups her mouth over my breast and gently rolls the small lump of fat around with her tongue, punctuating herself by flicking the tensed tip against my nipples. I can barely process how desperately horny I am. Between my love life sequestered behind a screen and my newly sensitive flesh, I was unprepared. Warmth spreads where my cunt should be and I can't help but grind weakly against her soft underbelly. The first hardon I've had in weeks, I'm almost crying. She pauses a moment and grins down at my weak erection to let me frot against her own growing studded clit. She pins my wrists against the stony ground and puts her hips into it. I'm screaming, the feeling is so intense it almost edges into painful. She's growling feral in my ear, gravel infiltrating her saccharine valley accent. God Fuck please I need it its fucking happening. I shoot; I didn't even know I could do that anymore. The thin mucus spraying from my tip coats the gap between us and she thrusts harder against my pelvis. When she shoots, it hits me in the chin so hard I yelp.

"You really are cute. I hope I can keep you." Her voice trails off and she looks down at me with pity or maybe resignation.

Held down by her impossible strength, she pulls open the soft flesh of my belly like a ripe persimmon. I scream and the sound is deadened and hurried away by the gusts up the windward side of the mountain. Her snout pushes into the freshly wet cleft and I feel her buried deep inside my guts. She works her way underneath my ribs, my chest swelling at the foreign addition. There is a new pressure in me as she nibbles at my liver, the taut wet bulge of organ fills her mouth. I feel her tugging at me with suction at the back her her throat. Her teeth sink into me and the shifting cords of her stiff neck pull with enough force to tear the dark mass free. I sit in a howling void, fully part of that world. I am pure energy bursting forth from a charred vessel. Steam rises around the internal heat bleeding external, a pocket in our frigid night. Spread thin over the earth, I hope she makes eye contact with me while she chews at the choice cuts. She looks back at me, almost bashful at the intimacy held in our stares.

She lays by my side devouring me. Her cum pools in my jugular notch, stained pink with flecks of blood. A tongue like a wave of sand cleans my blood from my outstretched hand. She works her way between each of my fingers all the way down to the webbing. Rolling them over and over with that wet muscle. She knows exactly what she's doing, she's still finding ways to tease me back to ecstasy. In one smooth motion she pulls the hand into her mouth, laying the wrist perfectly along her incisors, canines neatly out of the way. And she bites, gently at first, and then the muscles in her jaw tighten and contract. Blood oozes forth and then sprays from the base of the bite. The radiocarpal ligaments snap apart in suddenly relived tension and her teeth smash themselves between my many carpal bones. My hand spasms, articulated by pain, and she rolls her bite just enough. The back of my hand hits the wet of her hard palate and every nerve in my hand screams as it comes away in her mouth. She pins the arm under her while she sucks at the meat of my hand.

its too much its everything im scared i cant

I come to and the wind's died down a little, the moon's not quite where it used to be. I guess you can live a pretty long time with your guts out and no liver. Longer than I'd have thought anyway. A stump of a wrist bounces off a rock as she drags me. The edges are black with either dried blood or frostbite. I'm not sure how much longer I have left, but every second I get with her is an eternity.

#₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ #my art

[theemporium]

I’m so glad that everyone is in a lestappen mood bc I am too. All day I have been thinking about werewolf lestappen with werewolf reader and just like how they get engaged

Like all I can think about is how they have their little wolfy mate rituals where the just fuck off the forest for summer break and do their thing. they just stay in a nice lil cabin somewhere and run around in the forest chasing all the animals

And once all that is done they all take turns proposing to each other in their own way. And like maybe Charles has been having a really good season (and it may or may not be because reader has joined his side of the team) and he gets p1 and wins wdc and max is p2 next standing just glowing from the inside bc he’s so proud of his mate. And Charles is just so caught up in the adrenaline of it and he feels great and he wants to have this forever so he hauls max up onto the podium next to him and proposes right then and there.

And I like to think that Charles, who is literally operating on half a brain cell and the high of winning, gets down on BOTH knees by accident. And Max is just like ???? 🤨🤨🤨 HERE ??? YOU WANT TO DO THIS IN PUBLIC ???? And Charles is just like “I know, we don’t usually do all this in public liek this and I don’t even have the ring on me but I just need to ask you now. I want to do this with you for the rest of my life, I want to feel like this forever.” 

And max is just liek OH YOU”RE PROPOSING ok ok good good I just need a moment™️ to collect myself real quick. It takes every single bit of max’s willpower not to devour Charles right then and there.

Literally everyone is freaking the fuck out bc like !!!! #lestappen4life but also people are like ??? Did they drop reader ??? why is he proposing to just max like what’s the tea????? And the way reader literally just watching from the crowd, sobbing her eyes out, taking blurry photos of them, and knowing that she’s gonna be busy spending the next 2-5 business days hunting down a 4k Ultra HD extra crispy version of that clip and burning it into her fucking brain

-🌠

this is just so🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

#cece answers #werewolf!lestappen #lestappen.thots #🌠.anon

[itsclydebitches]

Can someone ezblain why we had that whole roy vs jamie over keeley fight revived? I was happy that they were being friends. Then they went to keeley's house and wer liek you pick and I was so sure she was going to be like why not both? I was on that train. Her canon reaction made sense but then made ask why bring it up at all? They were doing fine. Their relationship grew beyond fighting over a girl, after what they went thru togtherr? Idk

I really wish I could explain it, anon. Personally, I think the problem started an episode before when they suddenly introduced the "I don't want to just be friends" conflict when, from where I was standing, Roy and Keeley had already gotten back together, concluding the journey we've known they were on since the start of Season One. Keeley starts falling for Roy, they date, have some struggles, overcome them, and presumably conclude the series as an item, demonstrating that Keeley can be a strong, independent boss while also indulging in the romance she's been interested in since her introduction.

But then, suddenly, their night together + Rebecca's realization doesn't mean they're dating again. Okay, weird to introduce that in the literal final hour, but I guess they wanted one last conflict for the finale. I got ohhhhh so excited when Roy admitted to being anxious about "stuff" because what could that possibly be except him grappling with feelings for Jamie too? He and Keeley JUST slept together, he JUST wrote her a love confession, he JUST said overtly and without reservations that he wants more than friendship, so there's nothing Keeley-only related that he'd be this nervous about. It's got to be the poly plot-line that's been happening in the background. This is why everyone looks to Jamie during Colin's coming out scene. This is how we confirm Beard's reminder that there are more queer people in the room. This is why we see Jamie's bedroom with a sexualized Keeley AND a poster of Roy right beside it, positioning them as equals. This is why we got moments like Jamie attending Roy's uncle party because yeah, they haven't just become friends, they've become intimately close. Holy shit, Ted Lasso's actually gonna do it!

So I went into the bar scene not liking the regression to jealousy -- and I hated that Jamie used the video to try and one-up Roy, especially after all the good work the writing did with that: having him apologize and keeping that information from Roy when it was none of his business -- but I figured this was just the messy way the story was getting us to that poly ending. They need to act in the traditional Manly Fashion over the girl, going so far as to demand that Keeley choose one of them, in order to access the opportunity for her to say (and I could hear it so clearly in her voice): "Why should I choose just one?" The lead-up to this could have definitely been done better, I thought, watching the three of them sit down at the table, Like, I hate that we're suddenly regressing to set this up, it's stupid, but a canonical poly ending will be worth some missteps. Hell, I'll forgive a LOT here because we almost NEVER get that representation and in a show this popular? Hot damn, that's amazing.

And then Keeley just kicked them both out.

Thank god she remained single, like she always should have been. Strong and independent! I've seen a lot of fans say post-finale and I'm just in my corner going wait, I'm happy for you, truly I am, but I'm asking in the nicest way possible if we watched the same show?? The one where Keeley has ALWAYS wanted a romance? How she's an amazing character in part BECAUSE the writing allowed her to love romance and sex and being a badass boss? Where she and Roy were set up to be the True Love story from the very start? How a Keeley/Roy/Jamie story has been happening subtly in the background, now primed to become canon in the season largely focused on queer identities? How Keeley did not need to be the narrowly defined strong, independent, single woman when Rebecca Fucking Welton was right there, loving her life post-divorce, and instead the story decided to give her a man and a little girl at the last possible second?

They'll at least address that and have Keeley announce her intentions to stay single for a time after that mess with Jack, as a way of wrapping up her story, I thought and then that never happened.

They'll at least address Jamie and Roy's lingering feelings for Keeley because surely, after that bar confrontation, resulting in an actual FIGHT, they won't just shrug this off over some kebabs, I thought and then that never happened.

Well, it sucks that we didn't get a poly couple, but I suppose it was always a long shot--

[Dani slams in with two model women we know nothing about, just literal arm candy at a wedding where Beard marries his abuser that, intentionally or not, is kinda framed as a dream and wait wait wait THAT'S the canonical poly rep we're ending on??]

I've seen a couple people say that they enjoy the finale more after a re-watch and hell yeah. More power to you. Wish that were me. Unfortunately, outside the stuff I liked right at the start, I've enjoyed the finale less and less the more I've returned to it. So much just feels like it came out of nowhere, regressed the characters, contradicted long-term setups, and generally left me feeling disappointed about things they I believe we had good reason to expect from the show. These weren't things we simply hoped for and thus fans are in need of a reminder that this is not their story. This was stuff Ted Lasso textually and thematically implied... and when you're the feel good show of the quarantine era, pulling back from those implied promises feels even worse. The long-running couple break up in the most confusing, backsliding way possible. The last episode cruelly teases one of the most popular ships. Nate's entire redemption arc was rushed/had key moments pushed off-screen, giving him almost no time to re-connect with Ted. The established abuse plot-line is played straight at the end. Ted goes back to Kansas and, according to the montage, full-on abandons his found family in the name of doing right by Henry -- a level of sacrifice I don't think this kid needs or, if given the chance to have a say in all this, would necessarily even want.

Idk, there were a LOT of fantastic moments (the sign reveal makes me SCREAM!!!!!) but overall the bones of the finale left me feeling sad. The Roy/Keeley/Jamie situation is pretty reflective of that feeling.

#Ted Lasso #Ted Lasso spoilers #Keeley Jones #Roy Kent #Jamie Tartt #mymetas

[sacrificialsam]

Dean is such a stereotype of a protective older brother/sibling and I know so many older siblings who are like him irl. The motherfatherbrther crowd is my probably least favourite thing about tumblr

Especially with Sam being the more awkward or “freak” younger sibling liek this is a well known trope to me?

literally i can't stand people who say shit like that. he's written very similar the trope of the (over)protective big brother and that's also a role he uses to define himself as a person, it feels like he actually wants to be sam's older brother and feels lost when he can't be. and besides, being caring or protective are not traits exclusive to parental figures, it's something that anyone from cousins to great grandparents can have and i feel like we are already incredibly limiting when it comes to our understanding of what family can be in fictional settings. so many people stick to the rigid idea of "this character is (slightly) older so they must be parental/ the parent to the younger character", especially when creating found family headcanons, it honestly seems like the existence of older siblings is not something that crosses people's minds anymore (on that note, i think i would be less disturbed if people said dean acts like an older brother or uncle figure to some of the characters fandom likes to pretend he adopted. he is neither, but it would fit better). and as an older sibling myself i just find it weird when genuinely mundane sibling interactions or even just basic kindness are treated as dean being sam's father figure or mother (which i hate more tbh). like not to harp on about it too much but it's only child behavior to act like dean isn't a brother first and foremost, and to say shit like "he acts more like a father to him", it just shows you have no idea of what siblings are like. and like you pointed out, sam as a character is very much written as someone who sometimes needs saving or protection from monsters, and with their lifestyle that was ingrained into dean's brain since at least the shtriga incident. we also know sam always felt like a freak in some way, and saw him be the target of a bully during his school time, so to me it's completely clear why dean would be so protective of him after all that.

also, through my family i actually do know someone who was parentified, a woman who is 14 years older than her sister, and she's still very open about seeing her sister as her kid in ways that dean never was. it just feels very different to have dean make a remark about failing to be sam's mother and father because he felt abandoned and helpless, and to hear her recount that people used to assume her sister was her actual biological child and how she did everything from infant care to helping with her homework. she was clearly maternal towards her sister, and still is even though they're both over 50 by now, while i never really felt like dean wanted to be fatherly to sam. and additionally her sister is completely accepting of it, i think everyone can at least agree sam would never see dean as a father figure.

#ask #anon

[cowardlybean]

GOING IN TEH ASKBOX TO BYPASS CHARACTER LIMITZ SORRY FOR INCOMING ESSAYZ

OKAY SO POINT 1 I think teh fact that Reigen is inspired by Mogami is SO interesting especially bc in 7th Div reigen is shocked to see psychics that aren’t Mob. I don’t know if hez just surprised that derez other people with Telekinesis powerz and not just spiritual stuff or if he thought Mogami was just a showman but it’d be rlly funny and interesting if itz teh latter . Reigen thinking that Mogami was also a fraud but a very talented dedicated one and maybe idolizing it th way you might idolize liek an actor in a movie . I imagine th details of Mogamis suicide are very unknown to th public since he kept so much hidden in his final years so all most people including Reigen really know is ‘mogamis mother died, mogami disappeared from the public eye, and some time later he killed himself’ . Reigen doesn’t I imagine know Any of th in depth bullshit but could at least extrapolate that th media and paparazzi were not kind about his mothers condition or his mental health . so during Separation Arc when reigen himself is experiencing th nightmare dimension and feeling like extremely alone falling into that swirling vortex he remembers mogami (moth imagery in teh alleyway baby!) and is liek Oh my god I can’t end up someone like that I have to make something of myself . But ends up just getting caught up in th vicious media cycle in an entirely different way though hez able to do what Mogami didn’t and call out to someone . something about fighting vicious cycles by being willing to swallow your pride and ask for help .

SECOND POINT I go back and forth on dis ! see in th manga it is very explicit that Mob has no one at home whatsoever but th anime seems more vague about it? we still don’t see his parentz but itz much less upfront about ‘mob has literally no one at home’ and I sometimes interpret it as liek . he is so lost in his own misery and wallowing that he doesn’t even interact with his family or process deir existence . and how falling into that pit of misery can hurt otherz around you as well as he just becomes so entrenched that it seems like he simply has no family . he has a brother but dey don’t talk , so ritsu doesn’t bother intervening with bullies , dey have no bond . he goes home to his parents’ house but goes straight to his room because he has no energy at all . I like dis interpretation bc it plays into Mogami only changing th bare minimum to make th point of ‘this could happen to you’ to Mob . BUT ive also seen it positioned as like . th idea that that level of depression and suffering can almost become absurd to th sufferer , so it makes sense for what is essentially a torture dimension like Mogamiland to take that literally and perform th absurdity of actually removing his family relations altogether . while I generally perceive Mogamiland as more down to earth (relatively speaking, it is still cartoonishly miserable bc even though th bad things aren’t unrealistic all joy and good has been surgically removed) th idea that Mob quite literally goes home to an empty house because hes reached an absurd level of suffering , th same as how Mogami refused to reach out to anyone or seek any help and instead chose to rot alone in his house (something its hard to be angry at him or blame him for but that hes still like, complicit in, if that makes sense?) with no one else . reflecting how deeply unrealistic th mentalities you develop at that low of a point are , Mogamiland itself becomes absurd and bends logic to keep Mob trapped and too miserable to question it . if itz th latter case of Literally No One i imagine th absurdity rules help tether reality together . he can function on school lunches because miserable people may eat very little , his house is empty and cold and unpleasant but it stands and functions , because those are th bare minimum things needed to survive (all that Mob is doing) and to keep th illusion that he can have nothing better until he breaks .

POINT 3 OH YOUVE ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD (RIPS OFF SHIRT TO REVEAL CHEST TATTOOS THAT SAY NUMBER 1 MINORI ASAGIRI FAN) (AND ALSO A MAJOR MOGAMI FAN BUT MINORI FIRST)

Minori I imagine is like . Considerably worse off mentally den Mob right after th arc . Mob is obviously pretty fucked up by 6 months of hell but in typical Mob fashion is able to repress that pretty handily up until confession arc when Everything is opened up by force . it’ll be on his list of things to discuss in therapy for sure lmao . but largely hes good at repressing and also part of th moral of th Mogami arc is that wallowing in your own misery does you no good so he wants to live best foot forward . Minori does too i think , because she wants to change , but I think it’s a lot harder for her . shez lived on her perch of untouchable popular girl for a While , and even if she was acutely aware that things would Not Be Good if someone else rose above her , all she had to do was stomp down any threat effectively enough . between that and just being a teenager who has had a good life itz extremely hard for her to process such an extreme terrible theft of control from her . her body was puppeted , used to lie about and severely injure her father and many others , and she was used as a scapegoat , her actions in Mogamiland were things she really would do but it still must be frightening to be trapped in your own mind especially once Mob snaps and she realizes Oh . That’s what this exists for . To kill me . Mogamiland is a conveyer belt with Minori’s death at th end , that is Mogamis ultimate goal to make Mob change and see his point of view . so not only does she know that she barely escaped th slaughterhouse but she also knows she horribly tortured th guy who was strong and kind enough to save her even after all she did . bc it would be easy for a lesser story to have Minori scared straight , and i do think she does become very paranoid , but th primary reason she changes is because Mob made her want to be better , he made her want to be as courageous as he was . I think post-Mogamiland she is very physically and mentally fucked up but intent on Being Better TM but she doesn’t fully know what that means yet , doesn’t know how to unravel social standards she carefully built up herself or not just be forgiven because people are scared of her . I think she struggles really hard w learning to be kind and develops a lot of moral obsessions , getting really really upset and angry at herself if she so much as Thinks something bad bc thats proof she hasn’t changed and that th evil spirit is going to come break her fingers again . learning to actually be better without wanting to actively die every time she does something mean is a long process she has to work through but I think itz one she does work through w her dads help . I like th HC that she gets into crafting and that slowly leads into being able to care about more and more living things . her big stupid idiot cat she got that she threatens to sell to th circus while giving it treats even if it is icky . very fucked up girl trying her best , I think she reaches out to Mob eventually and dey get together for lunch or something every month or two . casual friends , derez an underlying sting of trauma for both , but friends nonetheless who are happy to see each other getting better . Mob says she should move closer to Seasoning City one day and shes like ‘do you even realize how many city destroying events there have been in the past 3 months alone. no.’ she and teru would be CRAZY gossip buddies lmao

MOGAMI……….i know hes in that damn jar . dis ask is getting looooong so I don’t wanna linger on him too long but I imagine he and Matsuo have an extremely tense dynamic up until th jar is broken in WD arc , and Mogami wanders for a few days before actually deciding to track down Matsuo again . unbearable as he finds him , Matsuo walks a line between human and spirit that not many people do , and is one of th only people that talks to him up front to his face because he too has experienced being thrown aggressively off his high horse . I think dey have a weird gay thing but either way I think dey definitely stick together bc dey both come to realize that dere Are other people in th world capable of understanding dem . Mogami is perpetually kinda fucked up but I think Mob changed him at least a little . enough to have let Minegishi go in WD arc and accept that maybe someone Can change sometimes .

hi . Mogami arc is my favorite arc

I'M ABOUT TO GO BATSHIT INSANE OH MY GOD

just in case lemme just. put this under the cut

OK OK in 7th div i think what shocks Reigen more is the fact that there are adult psychics? or rather. a lot of adult psychics LMAO he asks Ritsu earlier if he can help out at the office so i Think he knows other psychics exist (but he probably wouldnt guess they're all somehow miraculously concentrated in seasoning city AJHSDGHGHEGFGH) but with Mogami in particular, I'd like to think in his younger years he fully believed it all, going on spirit hunts of his own, but as he grew he'd think "yeah its all a scam" bc of his own scammery until Mogami arc throws it all into question. BUT APART FROM THAT. YOUR MIND. YOUR BRAIN. THE COMPARISON OF SEPARATION ARC AND MOGAMI'S STORY IS SOMETHING I HADNT THOUGHT OF BEYOND JUST THE MEDIA HOLY SHIT. oh my god knowing Reigen and his random knowledge on every little subject i feel like hes the type of guy to go on google rabbit holes and after Mogami arc that would reawaken his curiosity in the guy and later during separation arc he's thinking "i cant let myself get to that level, i have to become someone" AUGH I LOVE THE WAY THOSE TWO ARCS INTERTWINE. something something Reigen having some kind of support to reach out to but Mogami being utterly alone,,. but yah i think its so funny to imagine that Reigen Just picked up a lot of the showmanship from Mogami and didn't think the guy was legitimate ASDJHGEFGH.

THIS REAWAKENED MY FIRST INTERPRETATION OF MOGAMILAND WAIT ID COMPLETELY FORGOTTEN UNTIL NOW after I watched it for the first time I assumed that Mob's parents (or possibly just One of his parents) were in a state similar to Mogami's mother, and thats why they arent present and now i'm thinking thats a bit of an inbetween point, in that its something that could be a reality but its also Mogami's view of a cold, hard world to live in. I'd like to think that the behavior of all the other people in Mogamiland is how Mogami imagines they'd act, because of how vicious and horrible he views humanity, not the way those same people in reality would truly react. Like enforcing his view of the world onto Mob is his point, so the world acts and behaves the way Mogami believes it to? Any absurdities (like living off school lunches alone) are what I'd call gaps in the cognitive world, because id say its gotta be pretty hard to make a perfect recreation of reality without both unconscious bias and mentally skipping over forgotten details?? Apart from that, I definitely prefer the interpretation that Ritsu is still Mob's brother in Mogamiland, but they're distant, because it reenforces how Mogami really had nobody to reach out to, especially not his family. ANYWHO. idk how to wrap this point up into a neat bow so just take my ramble

SOMETHING ALSO ABOUT MOB AND MINORI RECOVERING FROM MOGAMI ARC is that he remembers he has people who care about him there, and he resolves to appreciate them more than ever before (and then the wounds are reopened in separation arc etc etc) but Minori doesn't really have anyone she could connect the experience to? I feel like the friends she has are. likely not the best, and she's absolutely been horrible to people outside of Mob. So while she wants to better herself for Mob's sake, bc of the kid who saved her damn life from some incomprehensible evil spirit who'd puppeteered her, I'd think her initial instinct would still be to prevent herself from falling to the same position her victims were in. The same courage Mob had needs to be built up, she learns over time to lower her defenses of her status and maybe in some way stand up for others (though bc of her trauma with losing autonomy, i dont think she'd be to open with any kindness at first in fear of losing the position she has). Her pedestal is already crumbling with the rumors of her being absent (popular girl who rules the school "getting sent to the psych ward" would get her looks and whispers in the hallway) and that definitely doesn't help her after having been used as a puppet. She'd definitely grow out of it though, through feeling her way through having autonomy back and to slowly unravel the hierarchy she'd built herself into. AND AUHGHRFGH. not to be insane again but TTTAAAC made me appreciate Minori SO MUCH MORE bc of her role. her getting into crafts and having a cat?? after it all??? AFHGFHGRHGR. i need to see more of her and the rest of the cast, she and Teru would be buddies and i KNOW IT!! not enough Minori content in the world i need to get on that

MATSUGAMI IS REALLY FUNNY TO ME SOMETIMES guy fascinated with evil spirits x the one evil spirit you should Not fuck with. Matsuo definitely has smth to say about sprits still having lots to learn in their afterlife, he's probably seen spirits from all walks of life and how they eventually move on. Mogami probably chills out a little from the bone-chilling monstrosity he is in his arc, maybe a little reflection would do him good. Sitting in that bottle definitely makes him think about things (gee maybe i shouldn't have put those kids in a hell dimension for 6 months. but then again theyre in middle school what do i know/j)

SORRY IM NOT. THE BEST AT ARTICULATING THOUGHTS BUT I ALWAYS APPRICIATE AN ESSAY IN MY ASKS

#mp100 #keiji mogami #beanlets #ft fursona!! #say hi to chipper everyone #to onlookers. hi. im not insane i promise

[fuck-customers]

💋this one is a fuck coworkers, my first one ever!

My coworker has been pissing me tf off lately bc anything I say, no matter how normal or neutral, she’ll turn around and respond with “you’re so negative!!” Like I admit, I am prone to negativity, which is why I come on here to rant and get it out, but to scold me liek a child for doing something you also do yourself, all the time, is beyond fucking ridiculous.

Some context: my coworkers lost the keys the other day when I was off work (willing to bet it was actually this girl in particular bc she’s lost them before, the leaders just never found out), and because of that, fhe leaders are now making us keep the keys and security magnet on our person rather than keeping them in our cabinet in the store. This is incredibly frustrating bc of that stupid magnet, it sticks to EVERYTHING. The keys that are attached to that magnet are used to open metal drawers, so it’s a giant pain in the ass to do our pulls when you’re having to pry the industrial grade magnet off of the drawer every. Fucking. Time. Our checkout counter is also made of metal, and if you stand too close to it, the magnet sticks, and it’s so strong that if you try just stepping away, it will actually pull that cabinet open. When the leader who made this decision was talking to me, I explained to him how frustrating this was going to be. He mentioned that me and the other girl I talked about above are the only ones who complained about it. So clearly I’m not the only “negative Nancy” here.

Cut to a few days later, I’m standing at the counter with this coworker. A lady walks in past us, I greet her, she ignores me/doesn’t hear me. I just say “oh well, she ain’t hear,” and go back to my stuff at the counter. Then my keys stick to the cabinet again and I’m like “damn it.” Neither of these things did I say angry or annoyed. Literally just talking like normal. But after I got my keys unstuck, my coworker was like “you’re just so much! Can you just chill? You’re ruining the vibe etc etc” and I’m just over here like where the hell is this coming from, it’s not even that deep lol??? And like I said earlier, as far as hating our jobs goes, she’s the only other person that can compete with me, so don’t bitch at me for “being negative” when you’re not exactly a ray of sunshine yourself.

She’s also just kind of shit in general. Doesn’t get much done, doesn’t try. Which is fine you do you fuck capitalism, but again don’t tell me all I do is sit here and mope when I’m busting my ass getting shit done. At least I can complain AND perform well, meanwhile you only do the former. Like when she first started me and my other coworker rly didn’t like her bc she’d never clear out her carts and then just pawn them off on us.

She’s also kind of racist towards me? Idek. I’m mixed Mexican and white, and I’m like medium complexioned. I’m the only one on our team that doesn’t speak Spanish though. And she always says rude things ti me about me being white. I mentioned one time “damn my cheeks look rly red rn” and this bitch literally goes “did you forget you’re WHITE?” Like yes actually thanks for that MUCH needed reminder. I’m also not JUST white but thanks for trying to put me down over my ethnicity, something I literally cannot control. She’s also teased me for not speaking Spanish, again calling me white. Like girl, not every Mexican family passes down Spanish to their kids. That is a real thing that happens and all of this bs you keep gearing toward me just makes you sound ignorant af. And anytime we have a Spanish speaking or Mexican customer that is rude to us (not mildly, I’m talking absurdly fucking rude) she tries to minimize my feelings by saying “oh that’s just Mexican culture, you wouldn’t understand.” Actually bitch I do understand. Mexican culture means sometimes you can be a little loud, blunt, or direct, but never straight up rude. And either way, someone’s culture is not an excuse to be a total dick to someone, I don’t care where you come from. And I’m also smart enough to know when someone is being blunt because they’re not from here vs when they’re just being an asshole. Just tired of this girl trying to put me down and minimize me in every which way. This job is hard enough and our clientele are already awful, so I don’t need any extra grief from the people that are literally supposed to be on my team.

@staff I HATE the new text editor!

[pink-strawberry-kissess]

Mornings with you (Leon Kennedy x Ada Wong)

Cross posted from my ao3 

warnings: fluff, domestic fluff, established relationship, smut, fluff and smut, morning sex, game resident evil 6, post resident evil 6, they’re both kinda switches, it gets very smutty

Word count: 3426

Summary: Just morning sex with Leon and Ada with a bit of longing fluff and also Leon just having morning wood.

Notes: resident evil 6 leon and ada are in mind when thinking about character designs/mannerisms etc. I tried to write it as in character as possible but that's hard lmao

I was reading about morning wood on something lmao probably reddit and was liek okay. so this happened. lol

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Mornings were the purest moments. The proverbial slate cleaned and minds fresh and clear from any adversities. The clear crystal shade of nothingness as opposed to a complete day. A tired, stressful, exhausted and brutally beaten down from the world kind of day. As the sun rose each day, the mornings were unclouded from any adversities. The world untouched and untainted from anything. Their states of being; vulnerable and innocent. With their hearts cleared from any prior hesitancies or indiscretions.

Leon gently blinked his eyes open, noticing the sun filtering in from the cracked open window. A low yawn erupting from his body, his hearing tuning out and in before he could hear Ada’s gentle breathing next to him.

“You don’t have to leave yet, do you?” He would want to blurt out, almost reflexively and immediately as he would wake. A habit he would have a bit of trouble breaking.

Ada’s routine was exact every morning, down to the minute. She would always wake before him, sometimes gently and delicately caressing his face until he’d lazily rise from his slumber. Soft presses of her fingertips drew lines against his skin, tracing little constellations of his freckles and marks. Some scars still haven’t faded; soft and faintly coloured line against his cheek she’d press her lips against. On lucky days the scent of coffee made its way into the bedroom, his nostrils flaring at the aromatic smell that would lead him towards the kitchen. And finding Ada standing against the counter. A creamy colour mug with light speckles of colour, one handmade from one of those farmer’s markets in her hand. The matching pair on the counter with steamy coffee already in it. Ada’s gentle tilt of her head as she greeted him in the morning.

Often times in the beginning, he’d wake and she’d be gone already. A gentle linger of her sweet perfume and warmth still in the bed. His hands would inevitably feel the empty void next to him. Waking him with the question of where she was. The answer, a delicately hand written note left on the nightstand explaining her departure. And on the odd occasion, if he woke with her still tangled around him. Already awake as she laid, simply waiting for him to wake as well. A sigh of relief would escape from his lips, not needing to plead for her to stay.

Somehow she knew he’d be more affectionate that she was. Always wanting to be against her during the night. Touching or grasping onto a part of her as he slept, unconsciously needing a part of her. She would tease him sometimes, how heavy of a sleeper he could be sometimes, completely unaware of his attached he was. No matter how much he’d try to deny it, on occasion a flush formed on his cheeks at his unconscious yearning for affection.

But this morning she laid still tucked between the sheets, seemingly having fallen back asleep after her normal waking. Her face almost fragile and frail, the smallest amount of expression in between her brows as she slept. A large exhale of breath lowered Leon’s chest as he let out a quiet sigh. His arms felt loose and at ease from his peaceful slumber, a slight pop sound released from his shoulder as he circled it. Feeling Ada’s back still next to him, he raised onto his left arm to look over at her. His roughened fingertips were still gentle as he parted Ada’s short wisps of hair away from her cheek, revealing her soft skin. Ada was mostly a light sleeper, easily stirred and required sleep as a form of self preservation more than for anything else. It was rare for her to sleep in, albeit the inevitable reasons of a cold or ailment, to which Leon always profusely babied her for. He was quick to want to check her forehead, the back of his hand pressing against her neck to see if she were feverish, her temperature perhaps a bit more warm than usual. But it was the same, perhaps even a bit more on the chilled side as he leaned in to press a warm kiss against her temple. The soft fragrance of her shampoo filling his nose as he leaned in.

Still not stirred from her sleep, a soft smile grew on his lips as he admired her sleeping form. So rare to see, he couldn’t help but stare. Like a flower that only blooms once, he cherished these soft moments. Memorizing it and tucking it away. She was much more spared from any scars from the world than him, perhaps it was just her ability to always slip away that kept her more unscathed from the world they lived in. She was perfect to him, despite knowing that she was far from perfect from everyone else’s eyes. Her flaws he always seemed to overlook, found them to be endearing somehow. Guess that’s how love works.

Ada softly tensed in her sleep, her form mostly moving as if her body finally realized she was colder than she thought, her body scooting closer to him and his warmth. Shivers. An unexpected groan slipped from Leon’s lips as he felt her almost innocently rubbing up against him. To this day he could still feel his body flushing at the thought of her, his mind going painfully blank as his fingers stilled against her cheek, and then all his thoughts going in between his legs.

Great.

He let out another sigh and laid his head back down on his pillow, the soft feather down cushioning the blow. With his back flat against the bed he could feel the rush of cool morning air as it circulated around him. A slight shiver from Ada resonated from her side of the bed. With swift hands he grabbed the blanket to tuck her back in, shielding her back from the exposed air. The back of her head still showcasing her soft sleek black tresses. Her silhouette slowly rising and lowering with each of her soft breaths.

His soft blues stared at the ceiling of their shared bedroom. Not too long ago it was simply his own bedroom. The inevitability that is Ada slowly morphed into his life, and he could hardly tell when it happened. When it was just her. Another throb just at the thought of her, again. He tried to clear his throat quietly, one of his hands slipping underneath the sheets as he forced himself to relax. The noise that slipped from his throat was fairly quiet, a bit more pathetic sounding than he expected.

Two simple blinks and his stare was no longer at the ceiling and was back at her. Tracing over her form underneath the blanket. His warm hands making their way, slipping below her navel towards her warmth. His eyes imagining the soft sliver of her creamy skin in between her top and panties. He was sure she would wake at his point, his hands slowly roaming over her, moving the way that she always liked. Trailing and caressing over her curves, moving slowly but with intention. A gentle grasp surely would stir her, and yet only another simple exhale slipped from her. His hand still on her breasts as they heaved with her breath. Leon’s eyes narrowed, wondering at this point if she was simply feigning sleep. Pretending that she were in a deep slumber to see what he would do.

More forceful this time, he lowered his lips towards her thin neck, pressing a warm kiss before nipping at her skin. He knew she rarely liked it when he got too rough, only in the heat of the moment would she encourage him to continue. His breath ghosted along her lobe as he laid a multitude of kisses on her temple, cheek and neck. His hands moving in tandem as his hand grabbed and fondled at her breasts underneath the sheer camisole she wore. A creamy dark red that complimented her skin tone and with a v shaped cut that accented her feminine form. He was known only to Ada to be a bit possessive as he slept, grabbing at her in his sleep some nights, whispering little nothings before his body would go limp again. The brief thought that he could being doing this in his sleep already had his mind running again.

The peaks of her breasts pebbled against his touch and his sharp senses caught the flutter of her lashes. Her soft pink lips parting once his hand grabbed at both of her breasts in a single handful, spilling a bit from his grasp as he tried to manage them both. His toned chest pressed against her backside while his other hand slipped further down to the soft lace hemline of her panties. Tracing the lace against his finger towards her hips and lightly tickled her there. Now she must be sleeping if she wouldn’t wake from his tickles. A confident motion struck him as he grabbed at her ass, chuckling to himself a bit as he felt the handful and went back towards the lace of her panties. Back and forth. Back and forth a few more times. His eye twitched just a fraction, second guessing if she was still asleep or not. Wondering if he should continue, trying to think with his head instead of letting his body win.

His thumb pressed on her pubic bone and two fingers sank lower to her warm folds. Stickiness spread between his fingertips as he dragged his fingers up and down. A light smirk grew on his lips as he ghosted another press of his lips against her. Watching as the smallest flutter of her dark lashes caught his eye again, and the smallest upturn at the corner of her lips.

A soft noise rumbled from her throat, not missed by Leon as he worked his lips against the delicate parts of her neck. Feeling her pulsing heart beat all the way down to his fingertips as he worked her open. Swirling his thumb at a snail’s pace at her swollen bud, her warmth spreading throughout his palm. Coating him in her warm slippery slick. The way she felt was intoxicating to him sometimes, all rational thought leaving his body, replaced by only desire.

Ada tried her best to keep her smile at bay, flattening her expression almost too much at the feeling of the head of Leon’s cock pressing against her backside. His hips desperate to plunge inside, rutting against her as softly as he could as to ‘not wake her.’ She wasn’t sure when he had shed his clothing. Or if he had put any on from the night before. She couldn’t remember as her mind focused on the two of his thick fingers thrusting inside, curling upwards as his palm forced pressure against her. Making sure she could feel him scissoring his fingers deep within her. Her hand finally left the spot from the bed. No longer her fingers splayed apart delicately as if still asleep on their soft sheets. And was now gripped firmly around his wrist.

“You awake now?” His voice was gravelly yet still laced with honey, low and smooth with a hint of rasp at his question. She lightly shook her head, her lips now tightly sealed yet her smile couldn’t be ignored anymore.

“Alright,” he exhaled a laugh. His hand left from her breasts to wrap around her body, keeping her tightly against him and tangled her up on top of his chest as he positioned the both of them.

A more audible noise akin to a gasp sharply left her chest as she felt herself situated on top of him. His strength often reminding her of how much smaller she was compared to him. The blanket slipped from the frictionless surface of her camisole, exposing them both to the cold air. A tight hold kept her pinned on him, her thighs falling apart and spread while his coated fingers plunged back in. Slick sounds filled the room each time his fingers went back in, coated more each time with her arousal. Twisted angles of their head kept their lips close, playfully and desperately nipping at each other. Parting from his lips briefly to catch her breath, her gaze fell down towards her body. His muscled arm wrapped around her, her breasts exposed to the air, bouncing a bit as she lazily rocked her hips onto his fingers. Her camisole shamelessly pulled down to sit underneath her breasts, the thin straps lowered down her arms. And Leon’s hand buried in between her thighs. The image of it already flooding her core with more of her essence.

Her delicate fingers grabbed at his, pulling them upward towards her soft lips. A kitten lick from her tongue and her arousal was filling her taste buds as she cleaned up his fingers. Leon’s eyes darkened as he watched her, her head slightly tilted to finally catch his gaze now, her eyes half lidded. His mouth lowered to hers, capturing a warm desperate kiss. His hips almost instinctively thrusted upward at their kiss, the shaft of his cock positioned between her warm wet folds. Inviting him in while coating each other with their warm wetness.

Another rut of his hips, the head of his cock caught at her opening, the bulging tip easing into her and spreading her open. Ada’s lips parted against his kiss, a low whine and whisper of his name as he stretched her open. Ada would be lying if she didn’t think that morning sex was her favourite. He felt harder than normal, thicker even, as if she could feel every inch of him. A feverish warmth spread through her cheeks down towards her breasts and directly lower in between her legs. Morning sex was always primal, no other thoughts other than reaching climax. Pleasure being the only receptor being reached.

He loved whenever she was vulnerable like this, no front to put up. No distractions or facade to pick apart. Another throaty whine vibrated against his lips as he felt himself slowly plunging himself into her. Warmth enveloping his entire cock until he was finally firmed planted inside of her. The perfect feeling. Thrusted inside of her. Her ass pressed tightly flush on him. His hand against her torso lowered to feel himself at her pelvis, right above her sex as he gave a tentative thrust. Drawing back just enough to shove himself back in, groaning as he did so. The small tentative thrusts were mostly to tease her, but also for himself as he already felt himself being close.Teasing her was one of his strong suits, at least whenever she wasn’t mercilessly teasing him back.

Her hands grabbed at his arms, keeping her steady as they worked together. Hips moving in tandem as their lips chased each other for more kisses. Desperately panting for air as the finest bit of sweat formed on their bodies. Leon’s left arm slid closer back down to the bed as he positioned the both of them on their sides. Allowing her to rest more comfortably, her head propped back up on her pillow. Angled just enough to still place kisses on the underside of his jawline to which she did. With his arm wrapped around her, the other tightly gripping her hip, using that leverage he eased her back onto his cock. A grunt released from his throat, followed by a soft whiney whimper as he forced her all the way onto him again. His thighs already twitching with anticipation. Sliding her back and forth onto his cock, feeling her wet velvety walls hugging every inch of him. His thrusts grew more desperate for a moment before her tongue clicked, catching his attention before he slowed and pulled back. His hips almost stuttering as to hold himself steady.

“Please Ada,” he whined against her throat, his dirty blond fringe falling against his forehead and shielding his eyes as he buried himself into her again, unable to hold himself back for a second. Leon’s thighs tensed, each muscle flexing tightly. With the smallest bit of resolve he looked up at her, raising his head to catch her eyes. They were half lidded and filled with affection, simply gazing at him lovingly and she nodded softly. He jutted forward as much as he could, angling her head so they could kiss. A harsh one that was desperate and longing. Leon crying out for a quick breath as his hips thrust forward again. Regaining a faster pace that made Ada move a bit forward each pass. Her soft breaths turning into more desperate airy whimpers as his thrusts grew more powerful. His arm feeling her breasts moving against him, bouncing along with the bed as he forced himself into her at a furiously passionate pace.

His cock was heavy, dragging back and forth inside. Gruff groans released from him as he felt his entire length with each pass in between her legs as her thighs pressed together. Angling her hips, she nearly let out a loud trembly whimper once she felt him hitting that one spot inside of her. Over and over again. Leon was always an attentive lover, noticing the smallest changes and noticing each time she was desperate for more. Positioned exactly how she wanted him, his hand released her hip and dove back down to her pussy. Heat radiating off of it as his two fingers spread apart her engorged folds. His thumb returning to gently circle at her clit. He only wished he could see his glistening cock plunging in and out of her.

A soft mewl managed to release from Ada, more of a whining pur as she snapped her eyes shut. Her body tensing and relaxing in rapid succession at the ministrations of Leon’s fingers and cock. One of her hands grabbed at her breasts desperately clinging onto herself as her other hand grabbed at his arm. Keeping her stationary and rooted tightly to Leon. He knew he wasn’t going to last long at this rate, his cock throbbing and heavy, nearly ready to burst. His mind almost going blank and his vision blurring. Ada knew it too, and thankfully she wasn’t going to last long either. Her hips grew more forceful, causing his cock to hit inside her perfectly. His fingers stimulating her all too well, her legs twitching all the way down to her toes. Her body involuntarily curling inward as her back arched into him. Warning him of her the point of her climax. The rough force of her slamming onto his cock triggered his own orgasm. A breathy moan erupting from him as his cock twitched wildly inside, feeling himself spilling inside of her. Her warm walls quivering as they milked him of his cum. The warmth of his seed setting off her off as the sensation of heat bloomed inside and spread throughout her entire body. Losing just a bit of consciousness as her orgasm flooded over her. Seeing stars and hearing ringing and her own pounding heartbeat in her ears. Leon still panting for breath while his hips still moved forward into her as the rest of his cum filled her, spilling a bit as it oozed out. A heavy load filling her up entirely.

His normal instincts was to inevitably reach over to the nightstand. Pulling open drawer and grabbing one of the towels to clean up. Instead he remained inside of her, relishing in the soft twitches of her thighs and her little exhales of breath that filled the room. Bathing in the afterglow of pure perfect morning sex. Their bodies somehow more relaxed than they were before.

“You awake now?” He asked again, his voice staggered as he reached over to grasp the underside of her chin. Twisting her closely to him to place a kiss against her lips.

“Maybe," she hummed a low tone, her lips still lightly pressed against his. "You may have woken me from my sleep,” she finally said as her lips parted from his. Her entire face brightening up as her smile grew on her lips. His eyes softly blinked at her, keeping this image of her in his memory. Simply staring at her he felt his thigh twitch a bit, his hips instinctually giving her a teasing thrust as he stayed pinned inside of her.

Leon exhaled a short breath and hum, new vigor still in him, “Should I check? Make sure you’re awake?”

//

Notes:

he's such a dork i love him

and then they fucked all day long-

also it's canon that leon has a night stand with a little fuck drawer of towels and a bottle of water and mints and condoms and lube and shit. and in ada's drawer she has like the strap-

#leon kennedy #Leon Kennedy x ada Wong #leon s kennedy #Leon x ada #ada wong #leon s kennedy x ada wong #resident evil 6 #aeon #aeon fic

[femininefutbol]

new club

transferred/modified from my wattpad

prompt: lieke martens starts at barcelona and you help her settle in

word count: 1.6k

-

"Hey, I'm your new teammate" you hear someone state in English as you head through the tunnel onto the pitch for training.

"Umm oh (Y/N)! Ven a hablar con nuestra nueva compañera de equipo" (Come speak to our new teammate) Mapi makes eye contact with you after looking around for a second. "She talks better English," Mapi states, walking away from your new teammate and winking at you as she goes past.

"Hi I'm (Y/N), sorry about Mapi she's a bit weird, you'll get used to it though" you smile at the Dutch girl, immediately knowing exactly who she is.

"I'm Lieke, and that's okay, I can't expect everyone to know English, my English isn't even the best. I'll probably have to learn at least some Spanish to be able to fit in anyway, I better get onto that soon" she rambles on, "Oh god I'm rambling, I'm so sorry".

"You're fine, gorgeous, I know a Spanish tutor if you need one, but for now let's get to training" you laugh as you jog away from the girl onto the pitch.

"Hey wait! Tell me more about this tutor!" Lieke yells out while attempting to catch up to you.

-

"No es esa la chica Holandesa de la que siempre hablas?" (Isn't that the Dutch girl you always talk about?) Alexia asks as the two of you walk across the pitch to take a water break.

"No siempre hablo de ella Alexia, qué diablos" (I do not always talk about her Alexia, what the hell) you reply, slightly annoyed that everyone is on your case about Lieke.

"Hey (Y/N), 'Holandesa' sounds like Holland, does it mean Netherlands or something?" Lieke asks, a proud smile across her face, as she's assumed that she has learnt a Spanish word.

"Close, it means Dutch! at this rate you won't even need a Spanish tutor" you chuckle, a few of your teammates giving you odd looks. 

"Oh so if it means Dutch does that mean Alexia is talking about me?" Lieke asks, her smile dropping, likely at the thought of her teammates speaking about her essentially behind her back.

"Yeah she was asking me if you are the Dutch girl that i've been talking about" you respond immediately telling her the truth as you don't want to make her feel insecure on her first day with the club. 

"Ahhh well am I the Dutch girl you've been talking about?" a smirk makes its way to her face as she asks.

"I may have mentioned you once or twice" you reply with a confident smile, not letting Lieke see the effect she has on you.

-

Lieke and you walk together towards the locker room making small talk. You stop quickly causing Lieke to look at you confused.

"Are you alright (Y/N)?" she asks sweetly.

"Yeah, I just heard some of the girls talking, don't want to interrupt" you respond, still not moving.

"Okay well we will stand here and listen, makes me feel like a spy" Lieke giggles, making a smile spread across your face, god she's cute.

"Cuál es el plan?" (What's the plan?), "chicos, déjenlo solo, no necesitamos involucrarnos" (guys leave it alone, we don't need to get involved), "pero (Y/N) es una lesbiana inútil, necesita nuestra ayuda" (but (Y/N) is a useless lesbian, she needs our help)

"There's a plan about you being a lesbian?" Lieke questions.

"Yeah something like that" you sigh, "you'll be speaking better Spanish than most of us soon" you continue, attempting to move the conversation on from what you just heard from your teammates.

"Oh yeah about that, I would really love to get in contact with the Spanish tutor you were talking about, the sooner I learn, the sooner I can be in there making plans about (Y/N) the lesbian with the girls rather than being stuck here with you" she responds clearly joking as she can't even begin to stop herself from laughing at her own joke.

"Okay well I was going to suggest that I tutor you but if this is your attitude I think it'll be better that you never learn Spanish" you joke back, making your way into the locker room once being sure that the girls have stopped talking about you.

-

"I can't believe nobody official gave you a tour earlier today or at least get one of us girls to" you state while showing Lieke around the training facility.

"Yeah it was a bit odd but I guess it worked out, now I have a beautiful girl showing me around" she responds effortlessly, you are left shocked at her apparent flirting.

"Well there is no one else I would want to show around" you flirt back.

"This is the room where we push teammates together when they are having arguments, many couples have been created and reunited in there" you laugh, showing Lieke an unused office space.

"Wait, really?" she looks at you, trying to tell if you are joking or not.

"Well I'm not actually sure about the couple part but it is usually where we'll go to sort out disagreements and such, but if any of the girls try to force you in there for any reason I'd avoid it" you respond, quickly moving on.

"Thank you so much for showing me around (Y/N), it's really nice to know I have someone here who has got my back" Lieke states at the end of the tour around the building.

"Of course Lieke, I'm here for whatever you need" you smile back at her.

"What if I need someone to date?" she smirks, looking into your eyes.

You feel your breath hitch, unsure if she is asking you on a date or asking for your help to set her up with one of your teammates. "what's your type? I think I could find someone suitable if that's what you want" you smile back, you’d probably do anything to make her happy, even if that meant setting her up with someone else.

"Hmm well I really like beautiful defenders who play for Spain and Barcelona, you know any?" she asks, at this point you can assume that it is an insinuation that she wants to go on a date with you but you still don't want to be forward with my assumptions.

"Well I can try to set you up with Mapi but I'm not sure that she'd go for it" you respond playing along.

"You know what, how about you go on a date with me then? the second option isn't the worst" she laughs.

"I guess I'll go on a date with you, only because I'm a nice teammate though" you state, holding the door open while the two of you walk out of the training facility.

-

"Oh my god it's so beautiful" Lieke states as you sit on the beach at sunset.

"Yeah it really is" you reply, your vision not once deviating from the sight of the beautiful girl sitting next to you.

"You aren't even looking at the view (Y/N/N)" she pouts, grabbing your check, pushing it towards the view of the ocean.

"I don't need to look out there Lee, I have the best view I could ever ask for right here" you respond, immediately looking back at her.

"Okay sweet talker, I know I'm irresistible but really look how pretty the sunset is" she laughs, with her hand still delicately holding your cheek.

"Nothing will ever compare to how beautiful I think you are" you reply, taking the opportunity you lean towards Lieke, you stop when your noses brush against each other.

"What are you doing (Y/N)?" she asks in a voice that is barely above a whisper.

"Something I've been wanting to do since the second I saw you Lieke" you gently close your eyes, closing the gap between you, your lips finally meeting for the first time.

"I could get used to that" she sighs, melting into your side.

"I hope you do, I don't ever want to stop" you state before pulling her back into another kiss, this one much less gentle than the first.

-

"You are seriously so good at this, you'll be fluent in no time" you tell Lieke as you are sat at your dining room table. You have been spending essentially all your time together and she has been taking every opportunity she can to develop her Spanish.

"Am I actually getting better? I still get overwhelmed when you girls are all talking and feel like I know nothing" she sighs.

"That is not on you though nena, we are all crazy, even I get overwhelmed with the conversations sometimes" you respond.

"Okay well I learnt a phrase by myself, you wanna hear it?" she gets excited, and is suddenly very jumpy and hyper.

"Of course I'd love to, although I'm supposed to be your tutor, who are you going off and taking lessons from?" you ask, knowing she probably couldn't get anyone else to tutor her but wanting to tease her slightly.

"No one mi amor, I researched all by myself, well i also asked Jenni if it was right but beside that I did it all by myself" She states proudly.

"Okay well go ahead, show us what you've got" you smile, happy that Lieke is so excited about learning Spanish.

"(Y/N) me harías el honor de ser mi novia?" ((Y/N) would you do me the honour of being my girlfriend?) she asks, a smile immediately forming on her face as she sees my teary eyed expression.

"De course lo haré Lieke" (Of course I will Lieke) you respond, pulling her into a passionate kiss.

#lieke martens #lieke martens x reader #lieke martens imagine #woso #woso imagine #woso imagines #woso x reader #fcb femení #fcb femeni imagine #barcelona #netherlands wnt #nedwnt #oranje leeuwinnen

[alexiabae]

THANKS TO YOU; lieke martens x fem!reader

Summary: in which lieke and reader meet in the more surreal situation.

Warnings: angst, smut, fluff. IT TREAT ABOUT SENSITIVE ISSUES. SO IF YOU ARE A SENSITIVE PERSON, PLEASE DON'T READ IT. ABOUT THE SMUT PART, IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING IT, SO I APOLOGIE IF IT WAS BAD.

Note: English is not my first language.

not my gif.

Lieke let out a tired sigh went she get out from her car. The stars decorated the dark blue sky while a soft breeze ran. It's was late, Lieke had gone to dinner at Ana's apartment with Caro, Marta and Frido. She began to walk towards her building, grabbing her keys from the bag. She stop momentarily because she didn't find the keys, but a noise near of her make her frown. Lieke raised her head frowning, looking in the direction it came from.

It came from a greengrocer, which was near the building where she lived. The person had their back towards her. Lieke tense up and more when she noticed that the person was hitting someone. The dutch swallowed hard and decided go to where they are. Walking slowly and squeezing the handle of her backpack, her blood freeze when she noticed the other person. Changing her steps for faster ones, she let her gym bag in the ground and grab the guy for his shoulders, pushing him to the ground aggressively. When she looked at him she saw something that make her angry and feel repulsion and went to punch him. Lieke let out her angry with every punch on her face, blood flowing for his nose and mouth.

The guy managed to escape when she stops, she looked at him and let him run away. Lieke turned to the girl, a sad look installed on her face when she saw how the girl looks. She walked to her, seeing blood ran for her face, it made Lieke panic.

"Hey... You are safe now. I'm here." Lieke whispered, grabbing her hand carefully. The brunette notice how she tensed up, something normal in that situation.

The girl looked at her with teary eyes, breaking Lieke's heart. The girl let Lieke grab her hands.

"Come on, I accompanied you to the hospital." Lieke said, but the girl shook her head, scared.

"N-No... P-Please, not t-to the hospital." She begged. Lieke looks at her apprehensively rubbing her knuckles softly.

"Okay. Not to the hospital. But you will came to my apartment, come on." Lieke states standing up, offering a hand. The girl looks with fear, but she slowly put her hand on Lieke's. She frown when she saw how the brunette's knuckles were. She stood up, wiping with her hand her tears, making her let out a whimper. "Easy there." Lieke muttered.

The brunette started walk towards her building with the girl in a hand and grabbing her gym back with other.

•••

Lieke sat the girl on her sofa. Grabbing her furry friend for the collar, the dog approached them excited.

"Wait here. I'm taking this one to a walk. Feel like in your home, I won't be long." Lieke said.

The girl let out a heavy sigh, looking around. The place wasn't very decorated, some pictures hanging on the wall. She was start to feel the heaviness on her eyes, her body feeling sore. The silence made her feel anguish. But soon the sound of someone opening the door and the image of the girl that saved her enter to her field of vision.

"Hi. We are here." Lieke announced, taking off the leash from her furry friend. The dutch went to her bathroom and grabbing her medical kit get out from there and come back to the living room where the girl is. "Let me clean it. I'm Lieke by the way."

The girl in front of her nodded, biting her lower lip. Bad idea because her lip was with a few cuts.

"I'm Y/N." She introduced herself.

Lieke smile softly, nodding with her head. "Nice name." The dutch muttered, cleaning with careful. Lieke let out a relief sigh when she finished cleaning. The girl in front of her had wounds, but that's it, apart from a wound on the eyebrow that needs stitches.

"Thanks." Y/N muttered when she saw Lieke had finished cleaning her face. The brunette made a shy face.

"You can shower and stay on my room. I will stay on the sofa." Lieke whispered, standing up. "You come?" She asked when she noticed that Y/N was still sitting.

"Yeah, sorry." Y/N stood up quickly, going behind her.

Lieke let Y/N inside of the bathroom and went to her closet to leave her a pajamas and grab one for herself. She knocked on the door softly.

"Y/N? You have a pajamas on the bed." Lieke said.

"Okay, thank you..." Lieke felt really bad when she heard Y/N's voice tone. Clearly Y/N was crying and it broke Lieke, feeling helpless because she couldn't do anything.

"I will be in the living room." Lieke announced, getting out when she got no answer. She put her phone to charge and saw that it was 00:30 PM, a tired sigh escaped from her lips, knowing that she probably won't sleep. She decided shower in the morning, so putting her pajamas and laying on the sofa, she let her dog get on the sofa, scratching their ears.

Lieke after a while heard Y/N get out from the bathroom, she looked to her bedroom seeing Y/N's profile naked. Her cheeks turned red, immediately looking away.

•••

The morning came and Lieke barely slept. The alarm didn't wake up her, just made get up from the sofa, not disturbing her dog. She went to the bathroom and take a fast shower, grabbing a towel she put it around and went to the dryer to grab the clean training kit. She call at her dog to the routine morning walk. After it, Lieke let a note above the counter, letting Y/N know that she needs go to her job but she will come back for lunch time.

The brunette arrived and went to the cafeteria that was there and ordered a coffee and a toast.

"You never send a message." Ana approached Lieke, who frown.

"What?" Lieke ask confused.

"That you never send a text and told all of you that send one when you will arrive at your houses." Ana explained with her arms crossed about her chest, mad and worry.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I forget." Lieke mumbled, grabbing the plate and the cup of coffee, going to the table where Caro, Aitana, Patri and Marta are, Ana behind her.

"Well, I was, rather I'm worried. So, what happened, because you always send one." The tall blonde inquired, sitting next to Aitana.

Lieke took a sip of her coffee; "Nothing happened, I just forget." The dutch muttered, tensing up. She could feel Ana's intense gaze on her.

"You are lying." Ana point out. The girls looked at Ana confused.

"Lieke lying? That's new, she never does it." Patri teased Lieke.

"I don't lie. I just forget that's all, so please, stop it." Lieke said in a sigh, eating fast her toast.

"You slept well?" Caro asks, noticing Lieke's dark circles.

"Not too well." The dutch admitted, taking the rest of the coffee in one sip.

"Lieke. You look tense and nervous, everything alright?" Marta asks, really worried.

Lieke looks at them, who looked back at her expectantly. "Anything happened, girls. I'm going to the locker room." She informed, standing up and not letting the others say something, she went away from there.

The dutch brunette let her gym bag on her bench, grabbing her shoes to train.

"What happened to your knuckles?" Irene asks, approaching her.

Lieke frown, looking for the first time her hands. She saw in both hands as she had scab on her knuckles.

"I... I hit a wall. Yeah, I was frustrated and I needed punch something." This time, Lieke lied. She looked at Irene, who look at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Wow, you have hit... That wall with desire. Do me a favor and disinfect the wound, okay?" Irene said, giving Lieke a soft smile. The basque not made questions after that clearly lie that she doesn't buy. Lieke nods slowly, tying her shoelaces.

Lieke did exactly what Irene recommend and went to the infirmary. For her luck the doctor was there and without ask too much, they disinfected the wounds and bandaged her knuckles with a not very noticeable bandage.

"Thanks. Can you do me a favor?" Lieke asks shyly, biting her lower lip. The doctor looks at her questioning, but nod with their head. "Last night met a girl and... She didn't want go to the hospital, she needs stitches in an eyebrow. Can you please help her later?" Lieke said in a rush, with an anguish voice.

"Lieke... You knew that I can't do it." The doctor said, conflicted. "But... I'll do it for you, just this time, okay? Not more." Lieke nodded content, hugging briefly the doctor while thanked nonstop.

•••

"Where are you going?" Alexia asks, seeing Lieke grab her gym bag fastly, making the dutch stop abruptly.

"I need go to my apartment, I... I forget something important, don't worry. I'm not long in coming." Lieke lied, looking everywhere nervous.

"But we have training later. It can't wait?" Alexia questioned, confused. They usually stay there if they have another training in the afternoon.

"This not. I promise you I don't come late." And without another word, the brunette get out from there, with her car keys on her right hand.

"Is everything okay with her?" Alexia asks loud, now worried for Lieke's behavior.

"We don't know. Ask her before but she didn't say anything." Ana answers honestly.

"She has bandaged knuckles." Claudia comments. Alexia frown at this information, not noticing it before.

"What!?" Ana and Caro ask. Clearly Alexia wasn't the only one not knowing it.

•••

Lieke open her front door, her furry friend going to her encounter.

"Hi, my love!" She scratched behind their ears, kissing their head.

She enters and closed the door, letting her bag on the floor. The brunette stood up and went to the quiet living room, finding relief when she saw the girl.

"Hi. I'm glad you stayed." Lieke greeted her, seeing Y/N sat on the sofa with her clothes stained with dried blood. "I can gave you clean clothes." She went towards her bedroom, noticing her room like if the girl not stayed there, the only indicator was her smell.

"You don't have to." Y/N said in a small voice, scaring Lieke. "Sorry."

"It's okay. Take it." The brunette handed her a pants and a white t-shirt. "You can gave me that clothes and wash it while. If you want, of course." Lieke muttered, scratching her neck nervous.

"Okay. I'm going to the bathroom and then I will go."

"No! I mean, we can lunch together. And later I take you to someone that is going to stitch your eyebrow. Not hospital, I promise." Lieke clarified when she saw Y/N's scared face.

Y/N nods slowly and went to the bathroom, closing the door softly. Lieke let out a sigh that she was retaining. She stood there, waiting.

"Thanks." Y/N said again after she get out from the bathroom. She handed the denim skirt and the dried blood t-shirt to Lieke.

"It's nothing. Come on, I'm going to put a washing machine and then we need lunch rapidly because we need going to... My work." Lieke said going out from there quickly.

"What about your friend?" Y/N asks shyly, Lieke furrow her eyebrows; "Furry friend."

"Oh. I'm take them to a walk after we lunch." Lieke said, closing the round door.

Lieke turned towards her and approached her, standing up in front of Y/N.

"I'm doing a salad, it's good?" The brunette whispered shyly.

"Good for me." Y/N mumbled. "I can go to walk with him while you prepared the salad..."

Lieke hesitated, passing her tongue for her dry lips. "Are you sure? I can go later."

"Yeah. I stay for the zone." Y/N informed.

"Okay... He is a good dog, you don't have problem with him." Lieke said, putting the leash on the collar, tending it to Y/N when she puts it on.

Lieke bit her lower lip stopping the words that she wants say, but she didn't want to scared her, so she let the locker door and went to the kitchen.

Eight minutes later and Y/N came. Lieke was waiting in the table with the salad ready, her leg bouncing impatiently.

"Sorry for the delay. Your dog want make friends." Y/N said, a tiny smile on her lips. It made the dutch surprised, it was the first time she saw it. And she wants see it again.

"Don't worry." Lieke mumbled, starting eating from her bowl.

They eat in silence. Lieke wants talk about it, but at the same time, she doesn't wants disturb her. So she eats and watch discreetly at her.

•••

"Ready?" Lieke asks when they arrived to the building.

"I'll think so." Y/N answered, looking through the window, looking at the shield of a football team.

"Come on, then." Lieke get out from the car, Y/N doing the same that her new friend.

"So... You are professional player?" Y/N asks curious.

"Yeah. Something like that." Lieke said, laughing softly. They enter and went directly towards the infirmary, knocking at the door.

The doctor opened it, allowing them to enter at the small room.

"Okay, let me see it." The doctor said, signaling her to sit down. They look Y/N's face before they take offthe bandage. For their reaction Y/N supposed it was bad. "How you do it?" They ask.

Y/N swallowed hard, looking at Lieke, who looked at her worried. Her eyes started watering but she didn't let tears fall.

"Someone punch me repeatedly." Y/N said honestly in a small voice, looking away.

"Well, that someone made it clear. Do you have more wounds, apart from your face?" The doctor asks while they began to stitch the wound.

"Yes." Y/N answers quietly, looking at the floor.

"Done." They said after a while, cutting off the thread with a scissors. "Lieke, please. Can you wait outside?" The doctor ask softly, noticing the anger get out from her.

"Yeah." The brunette said with her jaw clenched.

Once the door closed with a loud slam the doctor ask kindly that she take off her clothes, letting Y/N take her time.

Y/N saw the look on the doctor's eyes, and she felt immediately bad for what they are seeing. Unconsciously she cover with her arms her bare torso.

"He do it?" They ask, hiding their anger, letting Y/N cover herself.

"Lieke came on time." She answers in a trembling voice.

After a few minutes of silence, the doctor take Y/N's arms off, grabbing her hands in theirs.

"I don't telling you what you need to do. I think you know what to do. I don't lie, you have lucky that Lieke save you last night and I'm glad that she does it. So... I will clean that wounds and probably I gave you ointment for those bruises." Y/N nodded, wiping a tear that escaped from her eye.

Ten minutes later Y/N get out from there, with a ointment on her hands. The girl saw Lieke sat in a chair with her leg bouncing fastly. The brunette stood up rapidly and went towards her.

"Everything okay?" The dutch asks, inspecting her face, a new and clean bandage on her right eyebrow.

"Yeah. In two days I need come back, for the stitches." Y/N said shyly, pointing with her index finger her eyebrow.

"Of course, I bring you here don't worry." Lieke bite her lip, nervously. "I take you to the cafeteria while I'm training." They began to walk slowly, Y/N looking everywhere curiously.

Lieke puts more nervous when she heard voices that she knew too well there. So stopping abruptly she turned towards Y/N.

"Okay, there is the cafeteria. I will ask you if you can enter alone? There are a few teammates that probably will tease me for... See me with you." Lieke admitted with shyness, a blush installing on her cheeks.

Y/N looks at her with a soft smile; "Yes, of course. I wait here for you?" She asked.

"Yep. As soon as it's over, I'm coming for you." The brunette saw Y/N nod and go inside. She waits until Y/N sit down in a table, away from her teammates, but seeing that they all looked at her curiously. Lieke get out from there rapidly and went to the locker room.

"Lieke, can we talk?" Caro asks, scaring the brunette.

"Jesus Christ, Caro! You scared me." Lieke exclaims, putting a hand on her chest.

"Sorry, Liks." The norwegian apologies timidly.

Lieke looks at her and sigh. She signaled her bench. Caro stands up while Lieke sit down to change her shoes once again.

"So Claudia comments something before and... Why are your knuckles bandaged?" The tall blonde asked while she leaned on the locker.

"I punch a wall." Lieke said, tying her shoelaces. Caro frown, confused.

"Why?" She inquired.

"Because I want." Lieke answers simply, standing up. Caro wasn't understanding anything. Clearly Lieke was hiding something that nobody want find out.

"Oh my god. In the cafeteria there a girl who is super hot!" Patri came expressing what she just saw. Mapi, Jenni and Leila get inside behind the balear.

"Patri, not offense. But every girl it's hot to you." Mariona point out, earning laughs from a few from there.

"Ha ha ha. You are so funny Mariona. Why do you play football when you can dedicated to the humor?" The midfielder said, rolling her eyes.

"Actually Mario, Patri have right. That girl it's hot." Jenni gave Patri the reason, going to her bench.

"Thank you, Jenni. By the way, it's not my fault that all women are hot." Patri muttered, earning laughs from them.

Caro looks at Lieke, she saw how her jaw was clenched while she looks at her teammates.

"But you see her face, girls? She have cuts and bruises." Mapi said, asking to the ones who was with her there.

"Maybe she is... I don't know. Her work consist on it?" Leila said, shrugging her shoulders.

"I don't know Lei..." Patri trailed off, a look of doubt on her face.

Caro puts a hand on Lieke's shoulder, squeezing it softly. Then Ana came inside alongside Alexia and Marta. The three went immediately to Caro and Lieke side.

"Hey, Liks?" Alexia calls the girl softly, but Caro shook her head from behind the brunette, signaling them that right now it's not the moment. The three look at her questioning.

"What." Lieke said dryly. This made the four look at her surprised, not waiting for that respond.

"Maybe you need ask her out on a date, Patri. If you like her that much." Mariona said, Aitana laughing hard to her side.

"Maybe I'll do it. Why are you laughing Aiti? You think I can't do it?" The balear asks going in front of the two girls, crossing her arms defiantly.

"Yes, I think you can do it. But she will say yes?" The short player said, still laughing.

"Oh... It's this a bet? Because I gladly accept it." Patri said smugly.

Then something happened surprising the four girls around Lieke, who held her.

"Tell them that they need stay away from her. " Lieke said coldly, looking directly to Alexia knowing she was the only one who can stop them.

Without another word, the brunette get out from there with another loud slam, going to the training grounds.

They shut up with the door slam.

"What's wrong with her today?" Mapi asks worried. Alexia looks at the others, telling them with a look that she will answers.

"I don't know, but let her alone. And you two, let that girl alone, you hear me?" The captain said with an authority voice.

"What, you want her for yourself?" Patri comments funny, her teammates laugh.

"I said you two let that girl alone. Clear?" To it the room go silent, Patri and Aitana nodded. "Good."

•••

The training session went tense for a few of them. Like Lieke, Caro, Ana and Alexia, the four girls with different reasons, well three of them with the same reason, the other not. The first of getting out from the locker room was Lieke, who went to the cafeteria with fast steps. But without knowing it, three girls do the same. The three decided follow her and pressure her to say what is really going on. They saw how Lieke went to unknown girl, maybe the girl that Patri wants to ask out on a date, Caro confirmed it when she saw the girl's face. She had the description that Mapi said before.

"One of you saw that girl before?" Alexia asked, not seeing too well the girl's face from the angle she is.

"Never." Ana said. Caro shook her head, agreeing with Ana.

"Come on, girls. Tomorrow we ask her." Ana said, grabbing the two by their arms and going from there running when she saw that Lieke and her friend was going to their direction.

They arrived to the parking, breathing heavily. "Why are you breathing like that?" Irene asks them confused, opening her trunk to store her backpack.

"We tried to cornered Lieke." Caro said between breaths of air.

"Let her alone, if she wants say something to us, then she will do it." Irene recommend, laughing softly watching the three tired.

"Ire... I never see her like that. I'm worried." Alexia said more calmly.

"That's why I say it." The tall ginger said, squeezing Alexia's shoulder, then she got into her car.

"She has right, Ale." The swiss said sighing.

"I know." The brunette said quietly.

•••

Two months passed and for their luck, Lieke mood get better from that day. The reason was simple, but her teammates don't know it.

Lieke and Y/N passed time together, bonding everyday their relationship or better say, new friendship. When the first month passed, Y/N opened up about that night. The brunette felt a lot of emotions that night, Y/N hold her hand while she was telling it, noticing Lieke's anger.

The dutch since there, can't stop thinking about Y/N. Her mood get better when she was around her. And she missed her a lot when she goes to camp with her national team. Lieke called her when she can and Y/N make time for her and it made Lieke extremely happy. Her teammates from club and national team notice it. From her club's teammates she didn't get teased yet, but she can't say the same about her national team. Daan and Kika are the worst, and Jackie too, but less than that two.

"So... What's his name?" Daan asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Daan, can you give me a day? Just a day." Lieke sighs tired.

"No, today is the last day." Daan said the obvious.

"You are so annoying." The brunette said, going to another part.

"I know... But c'mon, that smile it's for someone." Daan went behind her.

"Daan, I love you. I really do, but stop. Today is match day, I want be alone." In that moment, Lieke's phone started sound. The brunette grabs it quickly, getting away from there. She accepts the call.

"Hi! You call." Lieke greeted happy.

"Yeah, I have a break. How are you?" Y/N said from the other line.

"I'm fine. And you?" The brunette asks shyly, but the smile was still on her face.

"I'm good. You know, I think I can watch your game this afternoon. Can you send me the link where broadcast it?" Y/N asks.

"Okay, I'll send it after the call. You need a VPN by the way." Lieke warned her.

They talk for a few minutes more, then they hung up with Y/N wishing Lieke good luck and Lieke promising that they will see tomorrow. The brunette turn around, encountering with the mischievous smiles from Kika and Daan and one of apologetic from Jackie.

"Don't." Lieke warned them. Daan and Kika raised their hands.

"Just one thing. The next time we see, you need tell us all about him. We deserve it." Kika said, making a pout.

"I'll see." She said, scrolling through her phone and sending the link to Y/N.

•••

The next day Lieke arrived to Barcelona and the first thing she did was going to Y/N's apartment. She press the bell, while she waited to Y/N open the door, Lieke did the second thing, she send a text to two group chat, from her club and national team.

"Hey, you are finally here!" Y/N said happily when she opened the door, pouncing on Lieke.

The dutch hugs her happily too, enjoying the gesture. She puts her head on top of hers, since Lieke was taller than Y/N.

"Yeah, I'm here." The brunette mumbled, not leaving Y/N.

"C'mon, get inside." Y/N separated but not too much, she grabs Lieke's hand and took her inside. "Congratulations by the way, you played fantastic and you win."

Lieke dies inside when she saw the sweet and shy face of hers. "Thank you." The brunette whispered.

They sit down on the sofa and started talk about that two weeks apart from each other even when they talk it on their calls.

"So Lieke... I'll be thinking about you and me, actually I think about you since... A long time. Sorry I don't good at it." Y/N started to say, looking away. Lieke puts nervous, but at the same time get excited. Still with their hands together, she began caress the palm of her hand with her thumb. "Lieke, I-I..." Y/N stammered, shutting up abruptly. So looking to Lieke's eyes, Y/N puts her hands on her face and smashed her lips on hers.

It take by surprise to Lieke. But soon reciprocate the gesture, putting her hands on Y/N's waist. The kiss was awkward at first, just a touch. Y/N separated slowly with her eyes closed and her parted lips, Lieke looks in awe and soon she attacks her lips, sticking her tongue in Y/N's mouth, a moan escaped from their lips. They kissed with intensity and passion, their hands running for their body with lust. But then Lieke stops, making Y/N frown.

"What? I'll do something bad?" Y/N asks worried. Lieke shook her head softly, biting her lip.

"Are you sure about it? I mean... I can wait. I just want you feel good and safe." Lieke said honestly, rubbing her nose with hers. Y/N smiled sweetly.

"I'm sure." Y/N pecks Lieke's nose, she scrunched it adorably.

"Okay, then why we will go... To your bedroom?" Lieke suggest.

Y/N nodded, so Lieke puts Y/N on her lap and stood up, making Y/N squeal while she put her legs around her waist. Y/N guides Lieke to her bedroom, kissing her neck with chaste kisses, it made the dutch let out softs groans. They arrived there and Lieke gently put her on the bed, putting herself on top of her. Once again they kissed hungrily, they started to take off their clothes each other. When they both are in underwear, they stop.

"I had an idea." Y/N whispered, she removed gently Lieke and put herself on her knees, she signaled to her to do the same in front of her. When the both are like that, Y/N began rub circles on her shoulders. "At the same time?" She asked.

"At the same time." Lieke agreed.

Lieke take her hands slowly to Y/N's back, the other doing the same, their fingers finding the clip. Lieke's brown eyes looked for any sign of discomfort, but she just found was a nod from Y/N. So gently she takes it off, Y/N doing the same thing. When it was off, they began to kiss, their chest pressing together making the couple sigh gladly. When they separated due to lack of air, she started kiss Y/N's neck, biting and giving her mouthed kisses, the dutch let her hands travel for Y/N's back going down to her panties and passing behind her, Lieke squeezed making Y/N let out a moan on Lieke's lips.

The blaugrana player swayed enough to drop Y/N, once again Lieke on top of her. Her mouth went down and looking at her, she asked for permission, she puts Y/N's left nipple on her mouth. It was the first time Lieke does it and the new sensation made her feel good. Y/N pass her arms around the brunette's neck, her hands going to her head and press softly. Soon the room was filled with moans from Y/N and some whimpers from Lieke.

When Lieke finished her job on Y/N's chest, began to spread kisses to her lips. She squeezes her ass once again, since her hands were still there. Lieke took the initiative and began to lower her panties slowly. "It's okay?" The brunette asks unsure but Y/N not let her worry too much and nodded.

Y/N decided grab Lieke's hand and guide to her center, making both to flinch.

"You are dripping." Lieke whispered playing with her folds. She bite her lip hard, enjoying the sensation. She takes her fingers to her mouth, savoring her taste. "Sweet." She said with a deep voice, her gaze turning dark from the lust. She took her hand to where was before, introducing her index finger softly.

"Shit!" Y/N whispered between Lieke's mouth, closing her eyes. "Keep going, please." She begged, opening her eyes and focusing on the other girl's lust face. Lieke obeyed and move her finger, adjusting to her stretching walls.

Another finger meet the first one, moving fastly. It didn't take long for her first orgasm to come, coming to Lieke's hand. The brunette kissed her lips with love.

"Take yours off." Y/N muttered, Lieke doing what she said, putting herself in the same spot from before. With a smooth movement, Y/N swapped positions putting her on top of Lieke. Y/N pass her hands for Lieke's abs, noticing it now. "Wow, it are... Hard and... Defined." The dutch leaned her head to aside, laughing softly.

"You can sit down, if you want." Lieke offered, a smirk on her face. Y/N didn't think much about it and sat down. Lieke rubs her hands around Y/N's waist, seeing how she started move her hips, noticing her wetness on her abdomen. Her fingers grab Y/N's thighs, watching with desire how the girl on top of her pressed her clit on her abs. Y/N's second orgasm came, Y/N was a mess when she let herself fall on top of her. Lieke kissed Y/N's head lovingly, hugging her.

"I think it's your turn." Y/N mumbled with a lazy smile after a few minutes.

"No hurry, mijn liefje." The brunette said, caressing Y/N's back.

"I love when you speak in Dutch. And how you pronounces your r when you talk Spanish." Y/N admitted, peppering kisses for her neck and chest, doing the same work that Lieke did before with her. The dutch blushed, well she had her cheeks red from before, but hearing that confession made her feel shy. Shyness that didn't last long when Y/N bit her nipple, causing her to let out a loud moan. Y/N travels down when let Lieke like a mess, her tongue finding her wetness center. "Who is dripping now?" Y/N teases.

"Your fault." Lieke grunted, opening more her legs to give Y/N more access. Lieke was experiencing for the first time how someone made it a good work. Or it was she believes, and it was getting better than last experiences. "Fuck! Just like that, baby." Lieke was feeling dizzy, her eyes was closed with her hands pressing Y/N's head into her clit.

"You taste good too." Y/N muttered when Lieke came on her mouth. Her eyes went to Lieke's abs, seeing the mark she left earlier when she came. The brunette opened her eyes after she felt more calm and saw Y/N looking at her abs, she looks too and copied the same gesture, bite her lower lip too.

"Come here." The dutch said kindly, opening her arms. Y/N gathered towards her, snuggling. "This weekend I have a game... I don't know if you could come, but after it I will have a lunch with my teammates. Do you want to come?" Lieke asks, running her fingers for Y/N's arm.

Y/N looks at her, leaning her head to a side. "Yes, I want go. To the game I can't but the lunch date I can. Are you sure about it? The last time you paled when they almost see me." She smirked.

"Shut up. I was making you a favor. They are annoying, later don't complain about it." Lieke rolled her eyes, but happy that Y/N can go.

•••

"Baby? We need to go now or we get late and be worse." Lieke calls out, sitting on Y/N's sofa. She was scrolling on her phone waiting for Y/N to finish getting ready, her group chat popping out every second.

"I'm ready!" Y/N approach in the living room, making Lieke raised her head when she hears her voice. Her brown eyes scanned her body, she felt the necessity of staying there instantly. Y/N was wearing a plaid skirt, something Lieke noticed is that Y/N likes wear skirt a lot, and she will not complain about it at all, and a simple white top. She have ligh make up on and her hair are down, soft wave cascading for her back.

"We need to go?" Lieke asks. Y/N shake her head smiling funnily.

"Come on, we can do other things later." Y/N grabs Lieke's hand and with the other her purse. "You look hot too, dutch girl." Lieke blushed. The brunette decided go comfortable so she opted for a jeans and crop top in black, her hair in a high ponytail.

In the car Lieke realized that Y/N was nervous. She puts her right hand on her knee. "They don't bite, just teasing. So don't worry, I will the objective this evening, not you." The dutch reassured the other girl, squeezing softly her knee.

"You mentioned that I will come?" Y/N asked, curious.

"Not actually. I want surprise them." Lieke confessed, letting out a chuckle.

They arrived to the place, with luck they parked the car not too far. They spotted a large group of people on a restaurants terrace, Y/N assumed they are Lieke's teammates.

"Before going there. I'm by your side, if you want to go, just tell me, okay?" Lieke let Y/N know. Y/N nodded with her head, passing her tongue for her lips nervously. They started to approach the loud group.

"You finally deigned to come! I have hungry." Someone from the group exclaimed then pout.

"I'm here, sorry Mapi!" Lieke announced, walking in front of Y/N. "But I don't come alone, I hope you are okay with it." The brunette moved aside so the rest could see who it was.

Y/N felt curious eyes on her, she could felt surprised on them too.

"She is the hot girl!!" Another scream, immediately all of them look at her, someone to her side hit her. Lieke laughs to Y/N's side.

"Y/N, she is Patri." The brunette introduces the young girl who said that, a blush on her cheeks, the same for Y/N.

"Hi, nice to meet you all." Y/N greeted to the whole group of women.

"Hi, I'm Ana." A tall blonde stood up, smiling charmingly to her, she gave Y/N a short hug. Y/N smiled shyly when they separated from the hug. Soon another was by their side.

"Hi, I'm Mapi. Well it's María Pilar, by since I was little it's Mapi." The aragonese rambled, making Y/N hides a laugh.

"Nice Mapi. Move it's my turn. I'm Jenni, the best of them all." A tall brunette said, kissing Y/N's palm. From the group could heard some snort and laughs.

"In your dreams, Hermoso! Let the poor girl alone." The accent from a ginger woman was heard.

"Hey! I'm just being nice, that's all." Jenni points out, passing an arm for Y/N's shoulders.

"You can be nice from here." Another said, this one had a bright blue eyes. Y/N saw how Jenni rolled her eyes while she come back to her seat. Y/N chuckles.

"Y/N sit here." Lieke offered, next to Ana and in front of Patri. The dutch sat down to Y/N's right.

"Shit, Lieke. I think your friend broke Alexia." The girl next to Patri comments, making some of them laugh.

"Shut up, Aitana." The mentioned mumbled, her cheeks very red. "I'm Alexia." She introduced herself to Y/N, who was next to Ana, so she extended her hand towards her, Y/N reciprocated the gesture.

"So... New friend of Lieke?" The girl next to Lieke asks. "Sorry, I haven't introduced myself, I'm Caroline. You can call me Caro." Y/N could appreciate her accent, but she can't figured out from where she is.

"Yes, I guess." Y/N confirms, playing with her fingers.

"You like football?" The girl next to Patri ask, Y/N supposed she is Aitana.

"Not too much... Sorry." She admitted, shrugging her shoulders.

"Auch." Aitana fake being hurt, putting a hand on her chest. It made Y/N laughs.

"Where are you from? I'm Mariona." A smiling girl asks.

"I'm from Zaragoza. But I came to Barcelona to study and later decided stay here because I like the city, and well, I have a job too." Y/N answers, feeling herself more comfortable.

"I'm from Zaragoza!" Mapi exclaims excited, pointing to herself. Y/N found her reaction cute.

"Good for you Mapi." A dark haired girl said, giving Mapi a squeeze on her shoulder. Y/N saw a pout on her face.

"If it helps you, you're the first I've met here in Barcelona." Mapi smiled again at this.

"Sorry for Leila, she is rude sometimes." The blonde teased the dark haired girl, receiving a punch from her.

"Where are you from?" Y/N asks Ana, she sensed that the blonde and Lieke probably are united, same with Caro.

"I'm from Switzerland, specifically from Steffisburg." Ana answers, very happy about someone asking.

"That's cool. I went to Zurich to an end-of-year trip." Y/N comments.

"Really? Zurich it's beautiful. You can come to Steffisburg on vacation, you have a house there now." The swiss said, smiling kindly.

"What about you?" Y/N asks at Caro.

"Norway. Ingrid is from there too." The blonde answers. Y/N's eyes lit with the mention of this country.

"Really? I always wanted to go to Norway." Y/N comments excited. "Sorry." She apologies quickly, clearing her throat shyly.

"It's okay. If you want, this summer you can come." Caro said, Ingrid nodding alongside her.

Y/N asks to the rest of foreign players from where they are. After the others comments some topics about life and when the start of a explanation about football from Aitana and Pere, the waitress came.

"I see they already love you." Lieke comments on Y/N's ear. She turned towards her.

"You think? I mean they all seems really nice, Mapi it's too adorable and I like Aitana's humor." Y/N said, playing with Lieke's rings.

"Girls, what do you want?" Mariona called them, giving them the menu card.

"Thanks." Y/N said, grabbing it. The pair started to read the appetizers. They decided share a plate for two, Y/N raised her head to order drinks for both of them while Lieke decided between two plates of food. But her words didn't come out of her mouth when she saw the waitress's face.

"I think I order the salad with the other you want, it looks good..." Lieke said looking at Y/N, frowning when she saw her palid face. Then she looked to where she at looking, her face dropped immediately. Her jaw clenched, she saw how the guy moved uncomfortable on the spot, looking everywhere but from them.

"Lieke, what do you want then?" Ana asks, raising her head from her menu card. "Lieke?" She frown, looking at Y/N too.

"A bottle water and a coke, thanks." Y/N muttered, looking down.

"Not thanked at him, he didn't deserve it. Two plates to share, a salad and a lubina." Lieke said coldly, throwing the menu card on the table.

"Lieke!" Caro scolded, surprised. The guy grabs the menu cards quickly and went away fastly.

The tension filled the ambient, no one there not knowing what to say.

"So, Aitana? Can you resume the explanation from before?" Y/N asks shyly. The catalan nods, Y/N saw how her demeanour changed quickly, happy to talk about a topic she loves. Y/N nods with every rule about the game that Aitana said, Lieke puts her hand on Y/N's back, rubbing it softly.

"You can come to the next game!" Patri exclaims excited.

"If I find time for it, I definitely go to one." Y/N said.

"A curious question. Spain or the Netherlands?" Andrea asks, crossing her arms with a mischievous smile.

"I truly don't care. So... Netherlands it's cool I guess." Y/N said, looking briefly at Lieke with a fool smile.

A few snorts and complains was heard. "Come on, Spain it's better." Leila said smugly.

"But you are from Spain, you need support us not a orange country." Patri complains. Y/N laughed at their reactions. "Ale, what you say."

"Well. She can support whatever she wants. But I hope you have Spain in your heart when we play against each other." Alexia muttered, teasing a bit at both of them.

"I don't mind support Lieke against you all." Y/N admitted, obvious to the teasing. A soft laughs escaped from them, Lieke blushing to it.

"I will take her if you don't." Ana said, looking at the dutch girl.

Conversations are fluid between the new girl and the others, Lieke was happy seeing it, but her happiness it didn't last long when the guy reappeared with their drinks on his hands. The guy approached Lieke and Y/N, the brunette tensing up immediately, she puts her left arm around Y/N's shoulders protectively.

"Thanks." Y/N thanked once again. Giving a sorb to her coke.

"You're welcome." He muttered, going from there quickly.

Lieke bite her lower lip hard, holding her anger.

"How you two met?" Jenni asks, sipping her drink. Y/N looks at Lieke briefly.

"Two months ago. I was on her neighborhood, specifically in the greengrocer. I accidentally bumped into her and... Ever since." Y/N explained, ignoring the truth.

"How's the name of your greengrocer, Lieke? I need go there." Jenni asks, earning some laughs.

"Sorry, I need put the plates." The waitress came again, Lieke looks at him seeing he was looking at Y/N, not liking it she couldn't hold anymore.

"Don't look at her, you heard me? In your fucking life." The dutch grunted, glaring daggers at him. The guy gulps, he puts the plates there and go away without looking behind.

"Lieke?" Alexia asks this time, really confused for her reaction.

"Don't ask Alexia. I have my reasons." Lieke said, sipping from her bottle water.

•••

After that lunch, on the following days her teammates asked why her reaction to the guy, but they never had an answer from Lieke, so they stopped asking.

Another month passed with the loss from Barcelona in the Champions final, but they fought for La Copa de la Reina.

Before Lieke went away in the month of June to her country to prepare for the upcoming tournament, she decided to expose to Y/N an idea that had been on her mind for a long time. So today was Lieke's third match of her group stage, if they win tonight they pass like first of group and her girlfriend would be there, Lieke was nervous and happy at the same time, it would be the first time that Y/N will see her play in person.

The match came quickly, Lieke was focused on her game. Giving everything she has on the pitch, she almost scored twice times on the first half. The half time came with a draw, in theory the Netherlands was on second right now because Sweden scored the day before in their last game from their group.

"C'mon team! We need retain the title for another four years, we will fight and gave everything on this so we could pass like first of group. I trust you all." Sari gave them a small speech before they come to the pitch to play the second half.

"Lieke, you and Viv with Jill and Daan. I want you all had your backs on each other. Viv was marked so will need to change it and take them for surprise. So do what you know to do, let the magic out." Her coach approached the girls, squeezing their shoulders in form of support and went to their assigned bench.

"Yeah, Liks. We need do what we know. Let's go!" Daan gave a squeeze and went running to the pitch, her hyperactivity showing.

They all went to their positions, waiting for the referee to resume the game. Lieke looks briefly to where her family are and then on another zone not too far away, but not staying in the family zone for obvious reasons, found her girl. A tiny smile approached on her lips. Soon they all running in search of the ball, winning it and trying to retain it the most time possible.

The first goal came after 15th minutes, like Viv was totally marked for the defender rival, they need take advantage to it and improvise because they had not other choice. So Jackie recovered the ball in a clean play, before she passed the ball to Daan, the blonde midfielder dribbled the rival and with cañito included, the ball reached Daan, who run to the left part and passed the ball to Lieke, the brunette raised her head briefly and not seeing for her part a gap between players, she saw Jill alone in the other side, so she dribbled quickly and in a long ball, Jill runs with it on her feet and without thinking too much, she shot for the top corner of the net. The public goes wild with Jill's goal, specifically the dutch ones.

"JA, VERDOMME!" Daan pounds on Lieke's back, yelling happily. Jill came with Viv around her arm on her neck towards the pair.

"Dat is mijn meid!" Jill exclaims, kissing Lieke's forehead loudly. Jackie jumps on the back of Viv and Jill, her usual smile on her face, lighting up the stadium.

The others came too and hug briefly, when they come back to their initial positions, Daan invites with her arms to the dutch public to cheer up, of course their reaction went a lot of screams and chants. The rest of the match passed quickly, another goal from Jill made them first of the group. They all screams and hug each other, happily with the result. It made some people quiet about them, especially to those people who did not bet on them, showing them that this team can win this trophy.

Lieke after shake hands with the rivals and celebrate with her teammates a while, she went to see her parents and sister. They said how happy and proud they are of her and congratulating her about her performance. Then Lieke said to them that she needs see a friend that came this match, it made her sister wiggle her eyebrows towards her suggestively, Lieke blushed but shut her up quickly.

Lieke travels to the area where Y/N is, founding her rapidly. With a big smile, Lieke climbed on the railing, seeing how Y/N traveled to where she had climbed. "You played amazing, Liks." Y/N compliments at her girlfriend. The brunette looks at her with a love face.

"Baby? You say it because you never saw me before. But thanks, I appreciate your efforts." The dutch giggles, kissing her cheek softly. Her hands clinging to the railing.

"Whatever." Y/N mumbled, rolling her eyes but a cute smile on her face.

"Wait. You need take it for the next match." Lieke states, taking off her kit carefully.

"Lieke take it easy, please." Y/N puts her hands on Lieke's waist, holding her.

"Take." Lieke said, tending to her the kit towards Y/N. She stayed with her thermal t-shirt.

Y/N puts it on, it was a little big on her, but not too much. Lieke pass her arms around her, hugging her. "It's looks good on you. I'm sure Patri likes it too." The dutch comments funny, remembering the comment the balear made. Y/N let out a laugh, Lieke kissed her neck.

"Yeah, they all will want my head after it." Y/N joked, passing her arms for Lieke's neck.

They speak a little more until Lieke said she needed to go, but letting her know that they will see in the hotel. They hugged at last time, Lieke hiding her head on her neck, when she raised it, she didn't believe what she was seeing.

"I can't believe it." Lieke muttered getting angry. Y/N frown, not understanding her, she looks what she was looking, her breath stuck on her lungs.

"Get away, Liks." Y/N said, but in vain because in a quick jump, Lieke was marching towards the guy.

"What are you doing here? ARE YOU FOLLOWING HER?!" Lieke inquired going in front of him. The guy didn't get time to answer when Lieke punch him on his face. The people around them started to whisper, Y/N going after Lieke, trying to apart her from him.

"Come on, Lieke. Listen to me please." Y/N begged, pulling on her arm.

The brunette with her jaw clenched turned around after send him another punch and grabbing Y/N's hand, she goes for where she came, Lieke jumped the barrier, once she is on the ground she signaled Y/N to do the same. Y/N didn't hesitated, she jumps and Lieke took her in her arms, putting her on the ground later and taking her hand again, Lieke took her inside the place. Y/N could heard noises coming from the public, surely the incident spread around fastly. The brunette take her to an empty big room, Y/N assumed it was the locker room.

Lieke stopped to the end of the room, she turned towards Y/N and hugged her, Y/N could feel Lieke's irregular breath. Time passed and when Lieke's teammates started approaching on the locker room, they are still hugging, Lieke had her head on Y/N's neck, so she didn't notice when they all arrived.

"Liks?" Y/N whispered softly, squeezing her arm.

"Hmm?" The dutch raised her head, noticing now all her teammates.

"I think I will wait outside." Y/N said, began to walk to the exit, but someone stopped her.

"No, you stay here with me." Lieke states serious, hugging her back.

Y/N caressed her cheek. "Cielo, necesitas hablar con ellas a solas. So, talk." She shrugged her shoulders, kissing her cheek and going out from there, smiling shyly to the girls.

Lieke let out a frustrated sigh, sitting on her bench. "Lieke what happened outside?" Daan was the first in ask, going to where her teammate was.

But Lieke stayed silent, her legs bouncing nervously.

"Liks? I heard you punched someone. Is that true?" Jackie asked, next to Daan.

Still Lieke once again was impassive.

"Neuken Lieke! It's serious. You punched someone and probably the UEFA surely expel you! Say something." Daan yells, getting angry. The rest of the team stayed silent.

"And I would do it again with my eyes closed." Lieke spat, her gaze fixed on the ground.

"So you don't think about your team? Your teammates? Thank you so much, Lieke. It say a lot about who you are." Daan said, disappointed and angry.

"THAT SON OF A BITCH ALMOST RAPED MY GIRLFRIEND, OKAY? SO IF IT WERE UP TO ME, I'D BE BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF HIM RIGHT NOW!!" Lieke exploded, she had been silent all along about this situation, but she couldn't take it anymore. Tears of impotence and rage slipped down her cheeks. The brunette stood up and started punch the wall furiously.

The rest was perplexed, Daan wakes up from her stupefaction and went to stop Lieke.

"Stop!" She doesn't know how she managed to stop her, but she did. Slowly she turned Lieke, face to face.

"Daan, h-he alm-most did it... W-When I pushed him, he fell on his b-back. He had his... H-His dick out. I-If I had arriv-ved late, I n-never forg-give myself..." Lieke confessed, stammering.

Daan paled when she heard that, her eyes was retaining tears of angry. She didn't look to the rest of their teammates, then probably she would destroy the whole stadium.

"But you approached in time." Daan said hoarsely, grabbing Lieke's face between her hands, trying that her teammate focus on her and not on the rest.

They stayed like that minutes, Daan consoling her friend. "Thanks." Lieke mumbled after a while.

Lieke looks the rest of her teammates, she can notice of their anger and sadness. Their faces changed to one of happiness of one of pain. "You all want meet her?" Lieke asks, trying change the mood.

"I never thought I see this day." Jill said, her teasing voice far away from her jaw clenched and red eyes.

"Why everyone is surprised" The brunette teases, going to the door.

"I meet you from a long time and you've always been with boys." Daan said, crossing her arms, a tiny smile on her lips.

Lieke tensed up when she saw that her girlfriend wasn't there. "She is not here." She said looking back to them, she started running towards the pitch again, hopeful. She could heard footsteps behind her, surely her teammates.

"Y/N?!" Lieke called getting outside again, she felt relieved when she see Y/N turning around, her girlfriend was with her coach.

"Hello Lieke!" Mark greeted with a smile. "I was explaining some things to Y/N about football." He explains, seeing her players coming behind Lieke.

"Hi." Lieke shyly greeted, passing her left arm around Y/N's waist.

"Well I see you are accompanied now, so I will going. By the way, we all need going." Her coach said, getting inside with a smile.

"¿Mejor?" Y/N asked, putting her arm around Lieke's neck, playing with her baby hairs.

Lieke nodded, kissing her cheek. "I want you meet them." She whispered.

"Of course." Y/N said, looking to all of them. "Hi! Congratulations for the win."

They all thanked her, soon a lot of curious questions was directed towards her.

•••

The rest of the day, Lieke had Y/N on her arms while they are laying on the bed. Lieke's phone doesn't stop ringing, it made the brunette mad and put it on silence.

"Cariño, you need gave some explanation." Y/N said, playing with her hair.

"I know. But now I want just be only with you, enjoy our time together." Lieke whispered, kissing repeatedly her cheek.

"I have an idea." Y/N said, smiling. Lieke looks at her, furrowing her eyebrows.

"What idea?"

"Since Ana and Alexia are in the same city I can talk to them, and you while take a shower, since you don't take it yet." Lieke raised an eyebrow.

"You said that I stink?" She asked, biting her smile.

"No, you are the only one saying it. Give me your phone." Y/N said, opening her hand waiting to Lieke deposit her phone on there.

"And what you will say?" The brown eyed girl asks, depositing her phone on Y/N's hand.

"I text Alexia and ask if she could text Ana and if they could come here." Y/N explained, putting Lieke's thumb in the fingerprint.

Lieke watch Y/N entering on her chat with Alexia and typed quickly a text, Lieke read over the messages that the catalan had sent her, it not take Lieke for surprise, Alexia is a caring person.

"She said that in ten minutes they will be here." Y/N informed, standing up. She turned towards Lieke, founding that she was pouting. Y/N rolled her eyes, but kissed her pout away.

"C'mon, I will go down so you are going to shower and then you will go down." Y/N grabs her phone, giving back Lieke her phone and with a wave of her hand, she get out from there.

•••

"Hi, how is Lieke?" Alexia greeted, asking for her friend, worry written on her face. The catalan hugs Y/N.

"She is better." Y/N said, hugging Ana when she separated from Alexia's hug. "Do you want go to the bar?" She proposed.

"Yeah." Ana said. They went to there and sit down in at secluded table.

"Okay. I will explain everything to you all. Alexia you can tell it to your teammates if you want." Y/N said. She saw how Ana and Alexia looked each other, Alexia nodding with her head. "Remember the lunch date? When Lieke snapped to that guy?" Y/N asked, they nodded, actually remembering everything. "I met Lieke in the greengrocer, but it wasn't open. It was night and... I came from a party in the apartment of a friend, it was early when I go because the next day I needed to go to work. I don't know how it happened but I put a foot on the street and then I was cornered in that greengrocer. I tried to fight, but he was stronger than me. He started to beat me, maybe he did it so I stop to fight... I saw how he unbuttoned his pants and..." Y/N stopped to explain, it's always difficult to explain something like that. Alexia takes her hand, squeezing it. Y/N raised her head and saw how she and Ana was crying, anger floating in their eyes.

"You don't have to finish it." Alexia said with a trembling voice.

"I need finish so you all can understand why Lieke reacted like this." Y/N explained, when she saw the slight nod, Y/N continued explaining. "He took out his dick and continued to punch me. But then I don't feel nothing else, I opened an eye scared to see what would be his next move. Then I saw a girl punching him. He escaped from her when she stops for air, I think if she didn't stopped something else could happened. Then she offered to take me to her apartment and take care of me. The next day she took me to your building for your doctor could stitch my eyebrow." Y/N finished, playing with Ana and Alexia fingers.

"That's why she reacted like that that day..." Ana trailed off. "If I was here I probably kill him there." The blonde grunted, wiping with a hand her tears.

"She saw him today." Y/N confessed, the pair look at her surprised. "Lieke approachs me after the match and when she was to go, after the hug, she muttered something. I saw her looking angrily behind me, so I decided to look and found him there. Lieke jumps the railing and went directly towards him and after scream at him, she punched him, two times." Y/N ends the explanation from today events.

Silence installed there, in the background you could hear the noise other people were making. After they process all, they spoke.

"How are you?" Alexia asks sincerely. It made Y/N surprised, she wasn't wait that question.

"I'm fine. Takes many therapy sessions but... I'm fine." Y/N answered honestly.

"Good. I'm glad you are good now." Alexia said, kissing Y/N's palm.

"Thank you." Y/N shyly whispered.

"She is like that. She genuinely care about you. Just like all of us, you are one of us since Lieke brings you that day." Ana said in a deep and soft voice. Y/N believe her, she feels emotional suddenly.

"Thanks guys. I just want ask you for something." Y/N said with emotion in her voice.

"Yeah, of course. Anything." They both say at the same time. Y/N smiled at this.

"It's about Lieke. I know she didn't talk about it, until today. I heard she exploded and confessed to her teammates why she did it. Her coach appears there and took me to the pitch and I can't hear nothing else. I want her to go to therapy, I know that you all had a psychologist. But I'm sure she never talk about it with them. So I just want it, I want she can talk about it with them. And if she wants talk it with you, it's okay too." Y/N confessed.

"I promise you that she will go and talk about it with our psychologist, even if I need go with her." Alexia reassured Y/N, the last sentence made Y/N smile widely.

"Thanks." Y/N hugged both girls at the same time.

"So you told them?" Lieke approachs with her hands on her sweatshirt pocket.

"Yeah, they deserve to know the truth." Y/N said separating from the hug, standing up to go with Lieke.

The brunette hugs her immediately, sitting where Y/N was sat before, putting Y/N on her lap. "Hi girls. Congratulations to passing to the next round."

"Lieke..." Alexia warned her, knowing very well that her friend was trying to change the subject.

"I know, I know." Lieke let out a tired sigh. "I don't tell anything before because it not affect me directly. It's was her and I'm nobody to share this personal information." Lieke explains her reasons.

"We understand it. But you closed up and it affect you. You know what to do now." Ana said seriously.

"Yep. Talk about it with the psychologist." Lieke points out, hugging Y/N more.

"You both made a cute couple." Ana compliments. Alexia and Ana laughed when they saw said couple blushing.

"I felt bad about Patri now." Lieke joked, making her teammates laugh, Y/N hit her arms playfully.

"Well if it made feel worse, Alexia was into her too." Ana exposed the catalan. It made Alexia blushes like crazy, Ana laughing hard to her side, Lieke too. In change Y/N was like Alexia.

"Shut up, Ana! What about you?" Alexia hit hard Ana's arm.

"I have never hidden it." The swiss said smugly. "Well, Alexia. You can warn the others too. Mapi and Jenni showed interest on her too."

"I need warn my teammates too. I saw how a few of them look at her." Lieke said, laughing.

"Lieke!" Y/N scolded her, but Lieke just kiss her lips lovingly.

"These two will be the new envy of the woso couples." Ana joked.

"Yeah, better than you and Mapi in the past." Alexia teases her.

"You want play that game?" Ana warned, smirking challenging.

"Shut up." Was the only respond from the captain.

#woso #woso x reader #woso imagine #lieke martens #lieke martens x reader #lieke martens imagine

[02zhoonie]

here’s a dump on how seeing enha in real life is like

heeseung: when they say heeseung comes for u when u see him in person they are absolutely not kidding it’s true. his live vocals are stunning and i just found myself in awe whenever he sang into the mic THAT MIC IS ON!!!! so gorgeous like honey and he’s soooooooo attractive like fr attractive and his stage presence is MWAHHHHH chef’s kiss

jay: i don’t want to talk about it… every time he was on screen i screamed like he’s JUST SOOOOOOOOOOO. HES TEWWWWW FINE !!!! n the guitar playing i nearly died he’s so handsome in real life. HIS MELANIN LIKE HELLO…. he’s so tall tanned n handsome u can’t help but fall for him like …. ahhhhhhh he’s also a huge dork !!! ah my jongsaengie 😭😭😭 when can i see u again

jake: SMOLLLLL HES TINY !!! but also so fkinh good looking like he’s so puppy hehehhe i cant im giggling just thinking about jake. ik that jake wasn’t feeling well during the concerts but i really like couldn’t tell he was doing so well. also he like makes eye contact with everyone like he blew me a kiss r u obsessed with me or smthg jake sim ???(typing this dump half way and JAEYUN WENT LIVE. )

sunghoon: MY PRINCE !! when they call him god of the big screen they’re really not kidding cos every time he appeared on screen I LITERALLY COULDNT STOP SCREAMING THAT HE WAS HANDSOME IN THREE DIFF LANGUAGES. we made eye contact for a solid 5 seconds and i swear he is the prettiest person i’ve ever seen ever. also i got a high five from him so safe to say my status as a sunghoon girl still stands. and his legs r genuinely sooooo fking long . liek it’s crazy i think I HAVE LONG LEGS and i’m pretty sure he beats me

sunoo: HES AN ABSOLUTE SWEETHEART AND A CUTIE PIE. no joke he’s sunshine incarnate. like every time he was on screen everyone around me n including me was liKE AWEEEEE SO CUTE. but liek during performances and all like U CAN SEE HIS SWITCH AND ITS SAURRRR CRAZY i cant do it today !!!

jungwon: JUNGWONNNNN SHAKES FISTS… this boy REALLY LOVES ENGENES SO MUCH AND U CAN FEEL IT . also high fived him hehe. he shines unbelievably bright on stage and it’s just so so so beautiful like after day one i kept thinking about how he just captures everyone’s attention on stage and also everyone screaming every time he comes on screen is sooooo real 😭😭😭 man jumped up my bias list like hello???

niki: MANNNNNN MANNNNNN?? he’s just genuinely so handsome … like i keep looking at niki and thinking he’s just HANDSOMEEEE. but he’s also their baby ya know ?? u can tell that he’s their precious kiddo!! his energy on stage is immaculate!!! niki does so well in everything !!! he’s so great hehe

in conclusion i need to see enha again and immediately please n thank you

#enhypen #enhypen fate tour #enhypen concert #PLS COME TO WHERE I LIVE SOON I CANT DO THIS

[300iqprower]

I don't know how to explain it—I'm sure someone else made a longer better post about how I feel but....

I really like Patxi. Five Lostbelts in and I still like Patxi. Maybe its the fact that unlike 2,3,4 and possibly 5—they use Patxi (a grown man) as a device to show how horrific the Lostbelts are (or how they've been conditioned to think its normal) the children in the LBs are used as a device to show how bad it is but it feels like they're pandering?

Liek they're using the kids as a way to gain sympathy (multiple dialogue choices and characters mention them being children) and that's all well and dandy but it gets real repetitive when you come across the third kid—Ajai was there but he wasn't at the forefront I'd definitely relate to a man wanting to protect his daughter from getting wiped from existence by excessive praying than the child not understanding why (probably should've worded that better) mostly bc my parent made a lot of sacrifices to make me happy.

Lostbelt 3 didn't even give the kid a name which is something I think is fucked up despite them being a minor character.

I also like Patxi as a person because he's a pos towards cast but slowly warms up to them when they do for him—which is extremely natural given his situation and the fact that we're basically staying in his house for the time being.

I also like his CE because its basically "f*ck you, I'm a Wolfman with a gun!" And it has some utility compared to the CEs you gain from the other LBs (they stopped giving out servants for some reason)

I swear I'm not a furry.

I'M FINALLY READY TO ANSWER THIS. OBVIOUS SPOILERS ARE OBVIOUS UP THROUGH THE END OF ATLANTIS.

POINT 1.

PATXI IS THE SINGLE BEST WRITTEN CHARACTER IN THE SERIES. PERIOD.

Like I know i say that's Goredolf, but i mean that in the sense of Goredolf is the best in terms of ongoing character development. As far as fully written characters go, who have had their big moment, and we've seen it all play out for them? From Solomon to Gilgamesh to Arash to Opehlia to Meltryllis to Jason to Jalter to Orion to Moriarty to Napoleon to Ivan to Salieri to Avicebron to even my beloved Asterios....none of them are as well written as Patxi.

And to explain why, I need to start with why, as you pointed out, the other lostbelt NPCs don't even compare, even when they're also well written.

Let's start with the nameless LB3 kid because I find myself typically playing devil's advocate with that one; I'd argue he's the second best of the lostbelt npcs after Patxi. People are, understandably, quick to think of the kid as throwaway given they're never even named, but I always say who I will refer to as "Kid" being nameless as a representation of what life was like in LB3. In SIN, all life is deemed valueless compared to Qin Shi Huang. They bear the "burden" of being the only "true human" and in the name of that all other humans are seen as meant to live short, productive, content lives of never wanting for anything but never achieving anything. Kid is nameless, but not faceless. Unlike most nameless NPCs, he still has a face and varying expressions. He has a role in the story, accompanying us throughout a lot of it and forming an explicit connection to us, particularly Spartacus. And at the end of the lostbelt, when Qin Shi Huang wanders his dissolving world, who should he meet but Kid, a nameless boy reciting a poem he learned from the emperor's greatest enemy, standing side by side with the "True human", the two brought down to the same level as they both dissolve into nothing. To sum it up, Kid both gives us exposition about the world like the rest of the lostbelt NPCs, but crucially gives us insight into what life is like there. He never had any ambition towards anything until we came along, until Spartacus taught him what it meant to have hopes and dreams, and by the end of the chapter that "nameless nobody" is just as much a person both in the mind of the audience and the context of the world as the "True human" emperor who believed that he was carrying a burden for his people.

Now contrast this with another one I see get treated as a throwaway nobody but I would argue gives us important insight: Timi. Whose name you probably dont even recognize and I sure as hell had to look up. The kid from Lb5.1 who had an almost comically small role and a DEFINITELY (probably unintentionally) comical demise, if only for the looney tunes style "Heel-turn realization followed by atomization". But regardless it establishes what Kid did in the opposite sense. The crux of LB5's obligatory "world destruction guilt trip moral conundrum" thing is that not only is this world devoid of suffering like LB3, but on top of that seems to have the genuinely fulfilling lives that LB3 lacked; these people still have hopes and dreams...But that ends up thoroughly disproven when we realize what those hopes are. We see these established people, a named character and everything, unquestioningly throw their life away for a cultish desire to be so much as noticed by higher beings. In the same way Kid having no name emphasized they are still their own individual, Timi's fully established identity and motivations show us how hollow their "fully realized" existence truly is.

Of course now is the one that's....divisive, to say the least. Or at least that's the case from everything I've seen on Asha. I'm kinda in both camps. On the one hand, they're overly reliant on her being an "innocent child" type character, on the other hand though she's genuinely the most emotionally impactful lostbelt NPC after Patxi IMO, and a fantastic reminder of why no matter how much it may feel like cruelty to kill these worlds, leaving them to continue with their fundamentally warped existence would be an even greater cruelty. That said, her Ajay was underutilized in the name of that "feel bad for the child" schtick and so Asha's writing flip flops between heartfelt/impactful and saccharine/pandering, but that's more a core issue of the scenario's two lead writers than a character-specific issue (just another example of how Lostbelt 4 has everyone's strengths AND everyone's weaknesses from how basically everyone pitched in). At the very least though, she fulfills her role of informing us and getting us attached to the world she inhabits, and providing a new and meaningful perspective when its end comes that reflects why we must keep pushing forward. Yes there's the annoying pitiful child thing, but it's far from just taking the easy way out or skipping on the role that's meant to be filled by the character.

...That'd be Gerda. I really don't think I need to go over why Gerda does not work but I will. Gerda's entire character is "look how cute and innocent I am UwU don't you feel bad about me???" and she tells us nothing intrinsic about the world in which she lives. She's EXACTLY the kind of character I would expect from Sakurai not having any pre-existing material to work off of. Her dialogue is entirely redundant at best, with all her exposition dumps being repeated or told in more detail by Ophelia, NotSkadi, or NotSitonai. In the case of that first one they are flat out told in a far more meaningful way because we actually see Ophelia's traumatized perspective on the whole "Sunday" thing. Then, at the end of it all, Gerda doesn't even really give us insight to what the world fading is like, instead giving the only example thus far of the post-tree scene telling us nothing new and not showing us any consequence to our action, instead simply having it all vanish like a dream with no direct relevance to Gerda herself. Her role is supposed to be showing the naïve and transient life the stragglers of humanity live out under NotSkadi, but the contrast between that perspective and the reality in which they live in is never explored; it's simply stated to be bad as if the reason is self-demonstrating in a way that would not even required Gerda to exist to be conveyed. All of this isn't even getting into her sheer lack of characterization beyond "child." From start to finish Gerda tells us nothing unique about the world in which she lives, and there is no role she has that another character does not fill more effectively.

And it's for all those reasons that Gerda is the exact opposite of Patxi.

Patxi is unique from the rest of the major lostbelt NPCs in multiple ways. He's the only non-human. He's the only non-child. Most importantly, [of the first 5 lostbelts] he's the only one who opposes us at any point. Like you said, whereas the other ones are all children and that makes it feel pandering, Patxi being just some guy eliminates that and makes him feel a lot more real, and that's amplified by once again like you said him being the only one who ever acts antagonistic towards us. A big part of all this ties into why Lostbelt 1 is the perfect execution of a "first lostbelt", how it perfectly sets up the premise and moral dilemma as well as set an incredible standard for what a Lostbelt should even be, and I don't wanna be here for eternity going over all of that so I'm going to hone in on the stuff specific to Patxi. Unlike all of the other Lostbelt NPCs, Patxi is set up and treated as his own character. He's named, has unique portraits, we see his POV frequently, he's fully characterized with his own goals, he plays a major role in the lostbelt's events, and he's given even more focus than most of the mainstays who joined in the same chapter (Goredolf, Chihuahua, etc). None of the other lostbelt NPCs fulfill all those things, heck even if we axe that last and most notable qualifier, Patxi is still unique in that list. Kid has no name and was not present for the latter part of the chapter. Asha had no unique role in the story and existed only to give us a perspective rather than to do something specific. Timi's entire purpose is to be killed off frighteningly quick with no actual role. This isn't to say I think they're all bad - I've outlined why I think all three of them are effective enough characters...but they still very much pale in comparison to Patxi, because Patxi was treated as his own individual who was important to the story. Who is important to the story, because he's the one Ritsuka made a promise to that they still need to keep.

The restate the point of the lostbelt NPCs, they are there to give us insight into the world we're destroying, and conveying that in order for our world to survive, other worlds with people just like us must die. They're there to make the worlds feel alive; Rituska is constantly cautioned against forming attachments because of these reasons, but by their nature Ritsuka inevitably finds people they want to help even if only in the moment. Where this diverges is how most of the lostbelts try to make you care. I say most because one of the many failings of Lostbelt 2 is its inability to make up its mind on this. Lostbelt 3 shows you a stagnant world where people live meaningless but happy lives. Lostbelt 4 emphasizes that it's a world where (supposedly) suffering is systematically erased. Lostbelt 5 is presented as a utopia. Lostbelt 1 is different. There's no unravelling why "this is bad actually." It's shown from the word Go to be a cruel and uncaring world with nothing to live for but another day of survival. There's no attempt to make you care on the grounds on "People seem happy here" and instead a wholehearted commitment to showing you something far more direct: These are people too. The reason you care that people might seem happy in the other lostbelts is that same reason, because they're people too. Rather than just imply that though, or focus on one specific thing wrong with the world, through Patxi we're shown all of it. We're shown what a miserable existence that world is, we're shown why they want to continue living regardless, we're shown how the yaga are people just like us, and we're shown how they came to believe that their life which seems so unbearable to us is still one worth living to them.

"Gerda" could be a thousand other people in fiction There’s only one "Patxi"

#fgo #fate grand order #long post #wall of text #literal essay #lostbelt 1 #lostbelt spoilers #writing analysis #patxi #character analysis #probably has a ton of typos but eh too tired. Post. #never thought i'd get an ask