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nyursi · 3 months

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𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐘!

꒰ † ੭‎ㅤNSFW 18+ㅤ(MDNI)... well, the favonius church's choir had a spectacular ensemble. one stood out in particular.ㅤノㅤnot proofread.

ᡴꪫ‎ TODAY'S SPECIAL!ㅤkaeya alberich.

WOULD YOU LIKE SPRINKLES? (っω=`)ㅤm!rdr, religious themes, kaeya jacks off to you cause he's horny, drabble.

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Call it irony or whatever, but the fact that Kaeya still attended church while drunk and out of his mind was pretty funny. Of course, considering that Sister Rosaria was no better than the Cavalry Captain— Kaeya let go of all his guilt and entered the Holy grounds anyway.

Besides, spending an hour in here was all worth it, as Kaeya had his eye on a special someone.

You were close with Barbara, and a few months younger than Jean, so your relationship with the sisters certainly helped you settle in Mondstadt. A long time ago, when you first came to the humble city, Kaeya was oddly pleased to see a feline roaming the streets. Save for Diona, who was too busy handling the Cat's Tail.

And you can call him weird, obsessive, strange. But can you blame him? With your honey-toned voice constantly singing during Mass— who could resist the urge to hear more? Truly, locals adored you. Even if there was a whole ensemble in the stands, it was you who stood out and took the spotlight. Kaeya was no better.

It was just another day for him. Rosaria was his close friend, and since she paid for the booze he drank last time, he owed her. And thus, when she asked to accompany her at the Church, Kaeya begrudgingly complied. Really— he was so ready to take a seat and get some shut eye. They arrived a few minutes earlier, so what harm could be done?

Not 5 minutes passed and he was already awoken. "Uhm, excuse me...?" A soft voice he heard. Gentle shaking on his shoulder. Kaeya hummed, not ready to wake up just yet. Nonetheless, he opened his eye, ready to throw some passsive agressive remark at whoever dared to stop his slumber.

But shit.

"Sir? Mass is starting soon, it would be very disrespectful to sleep through it!" Not a word made it through Kaeya's ears, too busy listening to the angelic melody that suddenly praised him when he looked at you. Clothing that those in the Church wore daily, something so innocent, pure and white, somehow became unholy with the way it clung to your figure. He couldn't help the way his eyes trailed down, down, down, til' they landed on your shorts.

Tight and snug. They barely looked like shorts with how high up they were. But Kaeya wasn't complaining— not at all.

And fuck— was that a thigh belt? Kaeya gulped, seeing the shining vision dangling on your thigh. To keep himself from any more thoughts, he quickly looked up at you.

Ah. You were staring.

Did he look weird? Was it obvious he eyed you like some treat? As if he were a kid, drooling for candy? Or did you find him handsome? Attractive like he did you.

"Ah, my apologies. Thank you for waking me up." He chuckled, scratching his scalp as if he were guilty. You crossed your arms and pouted, lips puckered and Kaeya had an urge to suck on them. "It's alright, but please be more attentive. We're starting soon." You reminded, before turning around, heading to the stands.

And if you felt a burning glare on your behind, Kaeya prayed you believed it to be your imagination.

Safe to say that first interaction guaranteed many more to come. Kaeya was greedy, a selfish man who had not one, but two addictions.

Alcohol was just his mistress.

So he kept coming. Anytime he could, Kaeya attended Mass like he was a Saint. Rosaria called him crazy, but he couldn't deny that claim. He would go mad if there was not a single glimpse he could catch of the cute singer.

He found it funny how something so innocent managed to catch the attention of a dirty man.

One time, you made a particular face when the sun got caught in your eyes. Your eyes squinted, lips pulled in a small frown, and Kaeya imagined that to be the face you made if he ever came on it.

Yeah. He was fucked.

At some point his right hand became sore with his nightly activities, accompanied by the repeating scenarios in his mind that fueled his desire even more. Kaeya couldn't wait any sooner.

He wanted you. He needed you.

Kaeya attended the next days Mass, clean as ever. As if he didn't spend last night fucking his fist to you, until the sun rose. Groaning and wishing that it was you around his cock, not his left hand. (He had to alternate.)

He couldn't handle it. Every time he saw you, thoughts would pop up in his head in the most random places. He walks past you in the streets? All of a sudden he imagines breeding you on the cobble path. A glimpse of your cat ears from afar? He dreams of tugging and biting at them. The worst one that ever happened was at Church.

Kaeya frequented the place so much that you eventually grew a friendship. Greeting him whenever you saw the tall, sunkissed, eye-patch wearing man. One time, while waiting for Mass to start, you actually sat down beside him to talk. He had to fight off a boner.

One of the Deacons dropped the long candle, and you, ever kind and pure, stood up to get it for them. Soon as you bent down, Kaeya shamelessly eyed your butt. He always did that, but what caught his eye were your cute little balls, snug against the thin fabric of your shorts.

Either they were that tight, or you decided to go commando.

Kaeya hoped it to be the latter.

Not only was he blessed with the sight of your buttocks, full and plump, but your round balls too. Kaeya wanted to pinch them. Squeeze, suck, fondle, put them in his mouth— he didn't care. As long as he got to touch your sweet cheeks too.

If holding in a boner while taking to you was hard, this was a lot more extreme. Not to mention your cute tail; that dangled and swayed, urging him to pull on it.

"Oh dear! Sir Kaeya! You're bleeding!" You exclaimed, hurriedly taking out a cloth napkin from your pocket. Wiping at the blood that dribbled down his nose. "Are you alright? Perhaps you should miss out on today. Please get some rest."

He didn't even fight back, too shell-shocked at the fact he got a fucking nosebleed from that. But hey, at least he has your napkin!

And if he returns it to you the next day; sticky, crumpled, and wet? Don't question it.

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#っω=`)ㅤ⎯⎯ㅤmy works...#( ୨୧‎ )ㅤheavenly!#kaeya smut #kaeya alberich x male reader #kaeya x male reader #bottom male reader #uke male reader #sub male reader

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f4riedimples · 7 months

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one of the girls

Pairings:Sam carpenter x f!reader

summary:truthfully ,after months of hooking up you never knew if Sam would ever officially be yours.

Inspired song:one of the girls-Jennie,The Weeknd,lily-rose depp.

a/n:(reader is 19, Sam is 25)

warnings:friends with benefits?,small smut/suggestiveness, secrets, jealousy

‘We don't gotta be in love, no I don't gotta be the one, no I just wanna be one of your girls tonight’

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. Yes, you had feelings for Sam but you’d never thought it’d turn out like this.

I mean- why would she decide to do this herself anyways? It all felt so unreal. you’d known each other since before she left her home 5-6 years ago.

and ever since she was back you couldn’t help but have feelings for her. She was everything that you wanted.

“Right there- right there, fuck.” She had whispered to you as you continued to please her, switching to whatever you knew she truly wanted deep down.

she loved to be dominant but you knew she’d also love to be taken care of so you decided to do whatever you can to please her.

‘Give me tough love Leave me with nothin' when I come down My kinda love Force me and choke me 'til I pass out’

after you made her feel good you both just would simply put on your clothes. No aftercare, sometimes no words.

nothing.

after you both came out of her room you helped yourself to a bottle of water in her fridge. You really needed it after all.

If you were gonna be honest as much as you loved doing whatever Sam asked of you, you wanted so bad sometimes for more. A real relationship. You hated how attached you were getting.

You at least would’ve loved some sex that felt soft, loving, and of course comforting. Not just sex that’s more…freaky. Not just the degrading words that would turn you on, the way she would spank you, the way she made you feel the way no one else could.

it felt good in the moment but you wanted more.

but you might never speak on that.

“hey y/n.” You turned around as she said your name, waiting for what she was gonna say next.

“can you hand me a bottle of water?” She panted as she wiped a bit of sweat off her brow. You handed her some water and she eagerly almost chugged it before chuckling.

“hey is it okay if I take a shower real quick before Tara and the others come back?” You asked almost shyly before she sent you a smile.

“of course.” You smiled and made your way to the shower trying not to think about everything running in your head.

after getting out of the shower you quickly threw on some clothes and excited the apartment, giving Sam a rushed good bye as you power walked out of the apartment.

Sam on the other hand…well. She didn’t know how to feel. Or what she felt.

the next day you had come over with the rest of the group to hang out before going out to the club that night. As soon as you arrived and Sam answered the door you saw Danny in the room.

you stared, almost glared at the muscular boy before Sam interrupted all the thoughts that were coming to your petty little head.

“y/n, come in!” She smiles seemingly not knowing what you were staring at. Once you had got in and set your bag down you hugged Mindy before sitting on the couch next to her.

You guys had quite a fun time for a while. All until when you weren’t paying attention Sam was taking Danny to her room.

your eyes widen as it felt like your worst fears were coming true right in front of your eyes.

no one noticed at first until you had this almost upset look on your face. Chad turned to you concerned thinking that you were about to cry or maybe even scream.

“Y/n? You okay? You seem pretty tense.” He asked concerned as you just shook your head and sighed with a chuckle.

“I’m fine. Thanks Chad.” You sent him a smile at his caring nature and also because to night was supposed to be fun.

and besides, Sam wasn’t yours anyways. Why would you be mad over someone who doesn’t belong to you?

once Sam and Danny had came out of the room after what felt like an eternity you had all went to the club.

while there you had some shots but decided to separate from the group.

In the corner of your eye you had saw Sam dancing pretty suggestively with someone else. There was so many people around you that you could only focus on Sam in the face she was making as she was touching the person.

“she’s not yours, she’s not yours, she’s not yours…she’s not…” you said in your mind as your eyes filled with tears. You didn’t know wether you wanted to tell that to the person or how much you were telling it literally to yourself.

she wasn’t yours. She wasn’t anybody’s.

you were just lucky your friends weren’t currently seeing you. You made your back to the bar and ordered another shot.

“thank you!-“ you almost squealed trying to be happy and cheer up. As you took the shot and felt the alcohol burn your throat you tried to get out of the sad mood and shake it off.

you felt a tap on your shoulder. You didn’t wether or not you hoped it was Sam before turning around to reveal…

some random guy.

he had a smirk like smile on his face and you already knew he wanted to dance.

you really wanted to roll your eyes.

“sorry. I’m not good at dancing.” You lied as you tried not to have an attitude. But of course he wouldn’t let up that easily.

“oh come on sexy. I saw you dancing a few minutes ago. I know you got moves.”

you sighed. “Sorry I just really don’t wanna dance right now.

the guy rolled his eyes with an attitude.” Cmon! I could really make it worth your while. Besides…maybe if you want we could go back to my place and you could experience some real fun.” His breath reeked of alcohol. You could tell by his clothes, scent, messed up tattoos and teeth that it wouldn’t be happening.

he was clearly fucked up in more ways than one. He yelled at the bartender to get you both shots of one of your least favorite alcohols.

You tried to be patient and talk out of this. “Listen man I’m just not interested. You’re not my type. Keep your shots for yourself. I can buy my own.” You argued with a slight attitude.

he couldn’t help but groan. “Damn. Why don’t chicks like a real man who’ll take care of you?” He then mumbled under his breath as he started to walk away. “Ugly bitch.”

you gripped the bar table in anger as you tried to keep a your emotions from the past weeks at bay.

you quickly turned around and ordered another shot from the bartender Toni who had a really sorry look on their face feeling bad for you.

as you took your next shot you heard Tara shout your name happily.

“y/n cmon! Why are you just sitting there by yourself?” It wasn’t anything to be rude or sarcastic but you still felt angry at it. But you knew that it wasn’t her fault for the predicament you were in.

you turned around and sighed before taking another shot and smiling. “Let’s party!”

now you were currently dancing with Mindy in not a too suggestive way. Everyone around you could tell it was just playful and friendly.

she was behind you as you two danced to the current song that was playing. It felt so good to let loose that you started to forget about the whole Sam situation.

that is until she took your hand and led you to another part of the club.

you were shocked and confused in your drunk mind. “Sam? What are you doing?”

“dancing. With you.” You could tell that she was probably not too happy but you ignored it and made sure not to make her mood worse. you guys were dancing like a couple who were ready to get it on. You felt her hands on your body and saw how she sent a slight glare at Mindy.

was she jealous? Couldn’t be. Her and Mindy probably just had an argument recently or for all you could know it probably wasn’t even aimed directly at Mindy.

you were almost getting turned on with the way Sam was dancing against you and grabbing you. It made you wanna kiss her so bad. And you almost did until you realized how angry could be.

‘Lock me up and throw away the key *She* knows how to get the best out of me I'm no fools for the world to see Trade my whole life just to be’

you were so ready and hoping Sam would take you back to her apartment right then and there when everyone got back and wouldn’t notice. But after a few minutes you saw her staring on another direction with a much different gaze.

you knew that this would probably be the end of your dancing now and you were right as Sam pulled away and walked off.

you were sad again. You weren’t gonna do anything crazy to get her jealous again. No. You were just gonna go back over to your friends and dance in a much more friendly and less provocative way.

you were once again trying to feel better but everyone around you could tell that was a mask to hide how you truly felt.

‘Top of the world but I'm still not free It's such a secret that I keep Until it's gone, I can never find peace Brace my whole life just to be’

when you all got back to Sam’s your drunkenness had already died down from all of your emotions on everything.

you so desperately wanted to talk to Sam before you all got back into the car.

but you’d just embarrass yourself or at least that’s what you felt.

you wanted so badly to move on. Get away. Stop it. But you knew that it would be such a bitch to leave. Not when you and Sam had already done so much.

you were just thankful that she didn’t try to bring back whoever she was dancing with at the club.

you hopped into the shower first and got rid of all the little bit of sweat from your time parting at that club. even as the drunken state your mind had was fading you couldn’t help but think about if Sam came in her right now.

seeing you like this. But not just for some hook up to end the night. No. Maybe to…finally be official?

You knew it was beyond stupid so you tried to get that hopeful thought out of your head.

as you came out of the shower you realized that as everyone was mostly asleep Sam had her door wide open.

she pulled you inside. “There you are princesca.” She whispered lustfully before kissing you passionately.

at least you were her girl for the night.

#scream vi #sam carpenter #sam carpenter smut #scream smut #sam carpenter x reader #samantha carpenter #chad meeks martin #mindy meeks martin #tara carpenter #sam carpenter x female reader

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whore-era · 1 year

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collage!ellie x reader hcs? <3

a/n: im gonna assume u meant college!ellie so HERE IT GOES just for you anon friend <3 sorry for how short it is kfkdkkd

tlou 2 university: college!ellie x reader headcanons <3 18+

i have a feeling ellie is either a biology major, engineering major, or a physics/astrophysics major (cuz our girl loooves space), meaning she's extremely intelligent and does very well in class!! she's always answering the professor's questions, taking notes, paying attention. when you struggle with any science/math related subjects, she's ALWAYS willing to tutor you. but, this doesn't mean she's just gonna give you the answers, she's gonna make sure you actually learn and study, even using any means possible — like having you strip off a piece of clothing every time you get an answer wrong and making it a fun time for the both of you.

when you have important projects/papers/quizzes/exams to do that day, she'll make sure to send an encouraging message. don't get me wrong, she always does, but on especially important days like these, she'll always make sure to send an extra special one <3 'good morning baby! you're gonna fucking KILL this chemistry exam babe! you worked your ass off and you're gonna do amazing and get the highest score ❤️ i love you my smart girl let me know what you get when you're done' 'ty els <3 i love you most babe ! i'm abt to start talk to u laterrrr 🏃🏻‍♀️'

ellie will always fulfill her girlfriend duties and walk you to and pick you from classes! even tho she's always a tiny bit late because your class was all the way across campus from hers, but she wants to make sure you're protected and safe so she doesn't care either way! and she'll always carry your books for you, making sure you don't strain or 'hurt' yourself (her words not yours). "els, i have two, capable working arms!!" you whine, as she takes the textbook off your hands, "and so? what if you get a muscle spasm? or you sprain your hand?" she retorts, "by a two pound book?" ellie shrugs, "the possibility is never zero, babe."

when ellie has a project or an essay to work on, it'll be a little difficult to reach her as she gets in the zone when she's working. you'll probably send her some texts throughout the day to check in on her, but as the day progresses you'll find yourself worrying and thinking about stopping by her dorm with dinner because you already know she hadn't ate all day from being cooped up in her room typing away:

you - 9:30 am: els! just got out of class!! gnna go get some lunch w jesse :) hope ur doin okay <3

you - 11:45 am: miss u babe hope ur work is coming along great !!!

you - 2:21 pm: havent heard from u......kinda worried....hope u have been eating n staying hydrated missy >:(

you - 5:56 pm: ok i'm On my way! to ur dorm rn w/ dinner i already know u haven't ate yet n ur gonna feel my wrath

you - 5:56 pm: ignore that extremely enthusiastic On my way! it autocorrected im still mad at u

hearing the booming pounding on her door, ellie takes off her earbuds and walks to the door, opening it. to her surprise, you're standing there, take-out in hand, and a grumpy expression gracing your face. "do you know what time it is? have you even ate yet, ellie williams-miller?" ellie grimaces at the sound of her full, government name leaving your lips. "i'm so sorry, babe. i was working all day, i didn't even realize how much time had passed 'til you showed up," ellie mutters, her stomach grumbling on cue. you hand her the take-out from her favorite spot on campus, and she graciously takes it from your hands. "you better be thankful you have a very caring and worrisome girlfriend, els," you say, "i really missed you today." a smile curls on ellie's lips, "i know, baby. here, let me take a little break from my paper, and i'll make it up to you, yeah?"

and that night, ellie was extremely thankful she worked on most of her paper, as she completely disregarded anymore work as she decided she'd rather fulfill her appetite by eating you out instead. leaving her take-out cold and untouched. but hey, she held her part of the deal and indeed made it up to you.

that was also how 5 papers ended up taped up against her dorm-room door, complaining of the 'fucking loud ass moans' the morning after.

"how'd they even know it was us?" ellie queries, reading over the complaints. "oh wait, it says here 'please tell your girlfriend to keep it down. she was screaming your name all night. thank you for reminding us who lives in dorm 114.'" needless to say, you were red as a tomato and it gutted you to leave her dorm, feeling everyone's eyes on you as you walked down the hall.

let me know if yall would like more college!ellie hcs!! <3

#ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie williams tlou #the last of us #the last of us ellie #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams fluff #ellie x reader hc #college!ellie williams

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wandanatsbaby · 6 months

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The Little Rose - 1

Series Masterlist | Intro

Warning: This series includes dark themes

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Wanda looked in the mirror to the 5 year old girl that was sitting in the back seat. The girl was playing happily with two barbies she had brought while occasionally looking out the window.

Wanda looked back at the road just in time to see the big New Jersey Sign. Just as they had passed the state border the little girl got tired of playing with barbies.

"Where are we going?" She asked Wanda as she started pushing herself up as far as her seat belt would let her.

"Sit down Detka! You're going to get hurt" Wanda scolded. "We are going to Westview for vacation" the girl nods happily as she gets in a small bookbag and grabs a coloring book and crayons.

"How much longer til get there?"

"2 hours. Why don't you draw me a pretty picture? I'll turn on some music"

"Okay!"

Wanda begins to mess with the radio looking for a good station until she pauses on a certain one

"A 5 year old girl named Rose Romanoff went missing today around 12:35pm. It is said the girl was last seen at a restaurant with her foster parents before she went to the bathroom. And didn't return. The girl was last seen wearing a sunflower dress with pigtails. She has red hair and Green eyes. if anyone sees her please report it to the authorities." Wanda looks back at the girl before turning the radio quickly and taking a deep breath.

As they get to their destination Wanda sighs and climbs out of the car before opening the back door and helping Rose out and picking her up, placing her on her hip and then grabbing her toys.

Wanda walks up the steps of the house and sets the girl down. Unlocking the door she let's Rose in and then looks around before stepping in herself.

Finally in the safety of her home Wanda gets a good look at the girl. Her red wavy hair had gotten longer since the last time she saw her. Her eyes are no longer as bright as they Once were in the compound and she had gotten a couple inches taller. The sunflower dress she wears has spots of dirt around the bottom and she wore a pair of flip flops that had some sort of cartoon character on them.

“Wandy?” Rose called for the women making her snap out of the memories.

“Yes, my little flower?”

“Why Amy an Mark no come? They alway come.” Wanda looked at Rose with a blank expression before squatting down to her level.

“Well Sweet girl your with me now. Mark and Amy are no longer going to be here. Just you and me.” Rose looked at Wanda confused. She doesn't understand what Wanda was saying. Amy and Mark had been with her since Natasha died. “Come on let me show you your room.”

Wanda stands back up and reaches her arm out for the girl to take.

Rose stops and looks at the room in awe. The walls were painted pastel pink roses and vines painted all over them. There was a small bed that had lots of pillows and stuffed animals on it with a glittery pink bedspread. A Toy box sat in the corner of the room next to a big doll house and finally there was a huge walk-in closet that already had multiple pieces of clothing in it.

“For me?” Rose asked Excitedly as she was already bouncing on her feet wanting to go inspect the toys.

“All for you. Why don’t you go play and look around while I start dinner. Does that sound okay Detka?” Rose nodded and then immediately ran over to the toy box pulling out dolls and furniture to start setting up her doll house. Wanda smiled before walking towards the kitchen where she started to prepare dinner.

She was so happy she finally had you again. You were home and Wanda was going to get to be your mom. She took a glance at the picture that was hanging on the living room wall. It was of Natasha and Wanda a couple months before she died. They had just started a relationship then and was getting ready to tell Rose about it before Natasha had- Wanda stops her thoughts and with a sad sigh continues to the kitchen.

Tags: @simpformelissa

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 month

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aita for asking my mum to clean out the kitty litter trays even though its usually my chore

i drove to doctors and work this morning, i worked 8.30 till 5 she worked 8.30 til 4 and drove home after her shift ended to pick up my dance clothes for me (i only didnt have them because i had to stay late at work since 3 people went home sick).

my friend cancelled on me for dance tryouts so i spend the afternoon crying and eventually choose to go anyway because i was excited for hiphop but by this point my head is pounding.

i get out of work, she drives me to dance and goes to get macdonalds while she waits for me to get out. halfway through dance they mention we are not even doing hiphop today not until next week (u have to pay for the tryouts btw)

i get out 7.40ish. on the drive home im thinking "fuck its almost 8 i havent done any uni study, (i have 2 lectures, a quiz and like 8 readings that need to be done today and tomorrow), i havent spent any time with our cats or cleaned their litter trays yet."

for reference we have new cats and are introducing them into a house with a dog so rn we have them in one room and let them out occassionally while putting the dog out back, while i clean out the litter trays and top them up every day, once a week we empty them completely and clean them out

so we get home and i say "would it be too much to ask if you could please do the litter trays tonight" i try to explain that i have a headache and ive still got a lot of uni homework to do and i havent spent any time with the cats so i'd play with them for a bit while she cleans the trays and then do my homework

immeadiately she starts yelling at me that shes tired, she hasnt been home from work all day, she did it last time, shes done so many favours for me already today and blah blah blah.

the way i see it, first, i clean the kitty litter trays every day and vacuum their room. she has literally never done this, she emptied out and washed a tray last week because i was sick and got home from work and passed out. i (a learner btw so im very stressed when i drive) drove us to her appt and then to work, i worked more hours than her today, i danced all night with a headache, i also have not been home all day, after being cancelled on and then them not even doing the type of dance i wanted to do and i still have to do uni work tonight so i dont think im the selfish one here.

but sitting in my cats room while they eat their dinner i can hear her storm about and slam doors because shes so mad at me but i dont understand am i in the wrong here?

also literally as i am writing this she comes out and goes "tell me when youve finished dinner so i can let the cats out. and DONT leave it too late" while my food is literally cooking as we fucking speak jfc.

i have a bit of a diary where i write when mum is mad at me because if i mention to her that she upset me it never goes well so i write it down to safely let those feelings out and as i was writing this one i just needed some clarity i really cant fathom any reason for her to be mad except egocentrism so perhaps an unbias outsider can shed light?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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that-one-creepy-hoe · 11 months

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Could we maybe get some headcanons on what a night with Tim/Masky, Brian/hoodie, or Eyeless Jack would look like? What they’re like before heading off to sleep, what they do as part of their routines, how they get comfortable, etc? 🫶

I love this ask because it lets me be delulu in my love for my three favorite men <3

Warnings: Mostly just fluff/ Mentions of sex in hoodie and EJ's part but no actual sex occurs

Brian/ Hoodie

I think that Brian/ Hoodie gets the most sleep out of these three men. While he does have nightmares about his past that plague him during his sleep he has no trouble falling right back into sleep

I also headcanon this man as an extremely heavy sleeper, like the kind where he Has to sleep with his phone right next to his head so that way he can actually hear when he’s being summoned.

Probably gets about 7-8 hours of sleep on a GREAT day and about 5 to 6 on average. He is also a morning person but isn’t happy about it.

Like he has no issue being awake early for work, but makes it everyone’s problem that he’s awake until he gets truly awake (which doesn’t happen til 9 am)

I also feel like he cannot stay awake at night for the life of him. Like the only way you could get this man to stay up late for anything is sex tbh

I also feel like Hoodie cannot sleep in for the life of him while Brian will have zero issues sleeping in til 9 or 10 am

This man does not know what a morning shower is. What do you mean ‘Just go to sleep after I get home?’ That’s disgusting! He HAS to shower before he sleeps or he feels dirty. While he wouldn’t judge you for it most times he definitely will (not so subtly) subtly ask if you wanna shower with him. He also probably has a mini skincare routine to wash his face bc it makes him feel Bonita

I also headcanon that he has a little autism in him (same) and HAS to do these things before he feels comfy enough to sleep. If he doesn’t then he gets a shit amount of sleep and feels like shit the next day.

This man can only sleep if he’s facing you, especially if he is cuddled up next to you. He feels restless if he doesn’t have you or something to curl up into. Probably sleepily mumbles to you about random things before he passes out mid-sentence.

Has one of those deep-in-his-chest snores that you can only hear against his chest

Tim/ Masky

Tim definitely gets shit for brain sleep. Like he has to take some STRONG-ass sleeping pills to keep himself asleep for more than 3 hours. Speaking of which, he probably doesn't get more than 5 hours of sleep on a good day because of this. His nightmares accompanied by the looming thoughts of work make it hard for him to truly relax.

He’s NOT a morning person and is a night owl by nature. Mostly because of all of the paperwork that he has to do before his day is truly over.

This man probably takes naps right after work before he starts all his paperwork so he can get all of his things done. Speaking of this, don’t ever interrupt his nap. He uses this time to decompress from the stress of being Slender’s bitch. Like even Tim is a pissy fuck when he cannot sleep after work.

The most you can get him to do right before bed is to shower if he is particularly gross but most times he just takes all of his dirty clothes off of him and leaves his boxers on and that’s it.

He is basically the opposite of Brian/ Hoodie when he is about to fall asleep. He cannot sleep facing people, it makes him feel too vulnerable but typically ends up waking up with you cuddled up to him. The closest you could get to him facing you is if he falls asleep on the couch next to you. In which case he just leans on you or lays his head in your lap.

Once he starts to get sleepy he just straight up stops talking. Like he only answers in grunts and he refuses to speak actual sentences.

Jack

I am in love with him and we’re married so I have a LOT to say abt this fine man

ANYWAYS

He also has a routine but he is less skincare and more like, I HAVE to check every door three times, take a shower, make sure every pillow is in order TWICE, and brush my teeth. Like he HAS to make sure everything is checked upon before he sleeps or else he either A) feels like he’s not safe or B) is too irritated to fall asleep

I feel like he will refuse to sleep unless your sleep with him. He will just straight up go days without sleeping until his body forces him to.

Like I feel like in general he doesn’t need much sleep at night to function at 100% he really only needs about 4-5 hours AT MOST before he’s ready for the day

Makes sure you are as comfortable as him before he sleeps

He’ll ask you what you need to do before you sleep and will either do it with you or do it himself so that he can spend as much time with you in bed

He probably just spends 5 hours a night sleeping and the rest of the night curiously watching you sleep just because it brings him comfort (And horny sometimes). Watching you be so vulnerable with him that you’d fall asleep by his side brings him comfort (and sometimes a hard-on)

He sleeps pretty easily and doesn’t really have dreams but when he does they’re nightmares from his past that keep him awake for the rest of the night

Sometimes if they’re really bad he’ll cry in his sleep and kick like he’s running in his dream. This will probably have you awake before he jumps awake from his dream in a cold sweat.

All it takes is to cuddle up by his side and comfort him as you lazily rub his chest before he can be soothingly be coaxed back into sleep

He is like a puppy where he makes grunts or growls and moves a lot from his dreams

Don’t mention it or he will be too embarrassed to sleep in the same bed as you again

I feel like he would have an old dog snore if he’s really exhausted or like a throaty snore regularly

#brian thomas #eyeless jack #creepypasta #jeff the killer #tim wright #hoodie #marble hornets #masky x reader #masky marble hornets #tim marble hornets #hoodie x reader #masky and hoody #eyeless jack x reader

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wisecura · 6 months

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pretty p.5 w.3k

Geto x reader

You're Gojo's cute little sister.

gotta lil carried away with this one

tw: underage drinking, underage, NSFW, fingering, minors DNI,

masterlist

p.1 p.4 - p.6

Hearing the sound of birds chirping, and smelling something tasty in the air is a way you'd like to wake up for the rest of your life. Opening your eyes you see the sun pooling into the room, the clock read that it's noon. After passing out so early in the morning, you're thankful to your brother for letting you sleep in. You changed out of your clothes and threw on a comfy tee and some shorts and made your way to the kitchen.

“Morning, sunshine.” It was Suguru at the stove, not Toru. You blushed a little at the nickname, and sat down on a stool, resting your elbows on the island, and your face in your hands. Suddenly, you’re a little more self conscious of your attire.

“Morning, Suguru.” He only freezed for a second before continuing, it’ll take some time for him to actually get used to using his name. Not that he didn’t love hearing you saying it.

Before you could start a conversation, a pair of arms wrapped around your shoulders, trapping you in a tight hug. Satoru sang out your name, enunciating every syllable. Shaking you from side to side.

“Good morning sleepy head,” You laughed and tried to pry him off before giving up and letting him affectionately rub your head. Suguru’s back was still to you, and you found yourself watching him (even out of the corner of your eye) more than you normally would, just trying to see his reaction. Or just to see him in general. He looked so good in that apron. It made your stomach dip and heart flutter with how domesticated it felt having him cook for you. It feels so nice, you almost never want the dynamic between you three to ever change.

The way the open windows let the sun flow right in, framing the kitchen in a beautiful summer glow.

Suguru set a plate of food in front of you and sat on the stool next to yours. Toru was in the process of making himself some coffee, and as always, pouring an ungodly amount of cream and sugar into it, rendering it undrinkable. He sat himself on the other side of Suguru as they began chatting about what they were planning for the day.

“So,” Satoru spoke louder, addressing you, “the higher ups are trying to send me on a mission.” My mouth dropped open ready to protest. He seemed to anticipate your response, so he just leaned back in his chair, relaxed.

“Toru, tell them no. We’re still on summer vacation. They can wait til we get back to school next week.” Your voice raised an octave. You didn't care if you sounded whiny, you were just upset he wouldn't be there to spend the rest of the break doing the fun stuff you had planned.

“I know, imouto, I know. I tried worming my way out of it, but they seem pretty adamant that it’s me who goes.” He sighs, knowing this would be an argument waiting to happen. “You won't be alone, Suguru is staying here.” As if he was reminding you that your feelings for Suguru were inconceivable and he wasn't even worried that you were staying home alone with another man. You stilled at that thought, solidifying your original idea that Suguru most likely saw you as a little sister.

“Ok,” You replied meekly, “When are you leaving?”

“Tomorrow morning.”

“When are you coming back?”

“The day before school starts.”

A week. You felt tears welling up in your eyes, threatening to fall. You must've looked pretty pitiful because you felt a hand patting your head comfortingly. You looked up to find Suguru smiling at you, his eyes nothing but warm. “It’s okay, we’ll find something fun to do.”

“And I promise, I'll make it up to you when I get back, imouto.”

And with that, you spent Satoru’s last day of summer on the beach's boardwalk.

You awoke the next morning, similarly to how you woke up yesterday. The smell of tasty food in the air, and the birds chirping. The only difference was the slightly empty feeling of knowing your brother wouldn't greet you at the breakfast table this morning. He usually left for his missions early so you knew he probably left at six or seven that morning. Looking at the clock, you saw it was noon again.

You were getting so much sleep this summer, it was pretty impressive.

You dressed and walked to the kitchen. Suguru was standing there, clad in his apron, as you sat at the stool once again. “Morning, sweetheart.”

Your breath caught in your throat as you struggled to process the pet name. Again with these pet names.

You should get checked up by a doctor with how often your hearts been acting up these days. He noticed your lack of response, and turned his attention to focus on you. He was hoping to test his luck with how “friendly” he could get before you said something. It was only pure luck that Satoru had been assigned to a mission which left his cute little sister and him alone at the house. For a week.

“I was thinkin’ we could try something a little different tonight since Satoru’s gone.” He gave a closed eye smile, still warm, but you weren't able to see what emotion he held in his eyes. You found yourself just staring at him, not daring to let your mind overthink the implication of his words. Reminding yourself of your place in his perspective.

Little sister. Little sister. Little sister.

The words play on repeat. You nod your head in agreement.

And that's how you ended up at a local tavern at 10 pm on a Saturday night. Suguru was right in thinking that Satoru would never take you to a place like this. It really wasn't Satoru’s vibe. But at least you seemed excited at the new environment. Your eyes looked around everywhere in wonder. But in honesty you were avoiding Suguru’s gaze.

The two of you were seated at a round booth, and Suguru went ahead and ordered for the both of you. He was sure he had your favorites memorized at this point, and you were thankful since you had no idea what they even had at a place like this. You sat about a foot away from Suguru as the waitress brought back two tall glasses of an amber liquid. You looked at it in curiosity, wondering why Suguru would order this for the both of you in the first place.

You weren't naive to the point of not knowing what beer was, but you still haven't ever had the chance to try it. Satoru was never one for drinking, and he never let you drink at the restaurants you went to in the past, even despite your pleading that you only wanted to try a little. You realized then that the waitress hadn't even ID’d either of you, as you finally glanced back at Suguru.

“I figured Satoru probably keeps a pretty tight leash on you, huh?” His gaze seemed kind. “He’s just protective. He’s been that way since we were kids.” Suguru was the first to take a sip, then he nodded at you. You, having been so pressed before to try the drink, finally decided that maybe it'll help you feel more at ease. Now, It was hard to peel your eyes from him. He just looked so good sitting there, hair pinned back, with the same signature piece of hair that eluded his hair tie. His jawline, prominent and angular, and with his summer attire, even the muscles on his arms were on display. His eyes, which were normally so sharp, regarded you with warmth, and his smile never left when you spoke to him. You could only hope the beer would help with these nerves.

After a few beers you felt a little more light. You were able to hold his gaze in its entirety while talking to him. And though the knots in your stomach were still there, it was easier to ignore them.

“Y’know I didn't think you’d actually drink it,” You looked over to Suguru as the words seemed to come from his mouth. “And why not,” You challenged. “Just thought you wouldn't go against your brother's wishes.” The air hung stale with those words. Why mention Satoru here and now, and like this?

“I dont always listen to Toru, Suguru. He isn’t the boss of me.” There it was again, he thought. Your pretty little mouth saying his name so sweetly for him. His voice came out thick, low, and teasingly. “Yeah?”

You looked over to him and saw his head propped against his hand, leaning onto the table, tilted back, looking down at you. You couldn't hold his gaze this time and averted your eyes to your lap, where your hands sat, picking at your nails.

Hearing his voice drop like that had your stomach twisting, and you could feel your pulse quicken. The alcohol coursing through your veins only intensified the flush on your face, betraying your growing arousal. It’s pretty sad to admit, but your thighs clenched at this one word and you had hoped it wasn't obvious that he was kinda turning you on. This action did not escape his notice, though, as he stared down at you with an expression you could only describe as hungry.

It was then you realized that while you both had been drinking and chatting, he had managed to scoot right next to you, his legs spread out, touching yours causing you to involuntarily shiver at this realization. You could feel the heat radiating from his proximity, making it hard to focus on anything else.

His gaze only intensified, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as his hand came to rest on your thigh, freezing you in your tracts. Your skirt allowing his hand full contact with your skin. He was waiting for you to pull away from him, but the moment never came. The contact sent a jolt of desire shooting through you, and you couldn't suppress the shiver that ran down your spine. His touch was both possessive and gentle, his thumb tracing circles on your skin. You hoped he wouldn't go up any higher, to find your panties were completely drenched. Or maybe that's exactly what you were hoping for.

His voice, deep with a hint of amusement, pulled you back into the present moment. "You know, it’s so cute when you get all riled up." He let out a deep chuckle, loving the reaction he was getting from you. He leaned in closer to whisper in your ear. "You say Satoru isn't the boss of you, then who is?" His warm breath tickled the shell of your ear, teasing you. His lips were so close to your neck now, you could feel how heavy his breathing had become.

His thumb continued to trace tantalizing patterns against your skin, he moved his lips closer to yours, teasingly hovering just out of reach.

His question hung in the air, demanding an answer, but you were too lost in the moment to form a coherent response. Your mind was consumed with him, leaving you vulnerable and craving for more. If you had half the mind you normally had, you would tell him that no one was the boss of you.

But the insatiable cravings that consumed you were evidence enough that Suguru owned you. It was as if he had become your master, dictating your every move and decision here and now. The overwhelming control he had over you left you feeling utterly weak and vulnerable, unable to resist his touch. Your every thought and action revolved around him, him, him, him. In this moment, it was clear that Suguru's control over you was absolute.

It’s like he already knew the answer, reading your every thought.

With a slow, deliberate movement, he closed the remaining distance between your lips. The world around you melted away as his mouth captured yours in a searing kiss, igniting a fire deep within your core. It was a kiss filled with an intoxicating mix of passion and control, an undeniable proclamation of his dominance and claim over you.

His fingers gripped tightly on your thigh, then trailed a little higher. His other hand wove its way into your hair, deepening the kiss with a hunger that matched your own. Your own hand found purchase on his thigh, returning the gesture. Every touch sent shockwaves of desire coursing through your veins. The sheer intensity of the moment stole your breath away, leaving you shaky and wanting more. So much more.

Finally his fingers made contact with your covered slit, feeling how wet you were for him. His touch made your mouth drop open just enough for him to slide his tongue inside you. Your small hand on his thigh was gripping so tightly, he was sure he'd have your fingerprints imprinted into his skin. You heard him let out a guttural groan, finally breaking away from the kiss, his lips finding solace in the crook of your shoulder. He didn't give you a chance to process anything as he began his assault on your poor neck, licking, sucking, and biting. “You’re so fucking wet, is this all from me?” His throaty voice caused your legs to clench as a whimper escaped your throat. He chuckled at your response, his face still buried in your neck, fingers still teasing your entrance, hand still tangled in your hair, keeping you in place.

“Such a dirty girl, what were you thinking about to get you this wet?” You whimpered out again, not trusting your mouth to behave enough to give a response. He suddenly bit into your shoulder a little harder than before. “Answer me, doll. Use your big girl words.”

“S-Suguru, please” You let out softly, his name accompanied by a quiet moan. “Please what, doll?” You didn’t even know what you were asking for at this point. You just didn't want him to stop.

Could he even give you more?

“Please, don't stop,” You whimper, “‘s so good, y-you feel so good.” He felt such satisfaction at hearing those words leave your pretty lips, his cock twitching to life within seconds from the sounds that came from your mouth, and the wet slick he felt through your panties. Fuck, he wanted to taste you so bad.

He thought, despite where they were at, it was loud enough that no one would hear. And the round booth they were in was towards the back of the tavern. No one is close enough to hear your pretty little moans.

He thinks he can get away with this much for now.

His fingers finally move your panties to the side, finally touching right where he knows you’re craving him the most. “Want more, pretty girl?” He hummed against your neck. “Y-yes, please,” you begged, “Please, feels s’good, please.” He could practically hear the tears coming down your face, as your desperation shone clearly to him.

He’d stop teasing you now, his own patience running thin, and gave in to your pleading. He stuck one finger into your cunt, not moving and feeling the way you clenched around him. Your slick letting him slide in easily but he could tell you were still tight as hell. He imagined how you would feel wrapped around his cock, crying that it was too much and felt too good. He couldn't help the soft moan that came from his own mouth.

To you it was a strain. His fingers much bigger than yours, and with him being the first one to do this to you, it was making your head spin. You couldn't control the loud moan that escaped your mouth, his mouth coming up quick to meet yours, keeping you quiet.

His tongue was exploring every inch of your mouth, as he made escape for you close to impossible. Not that you really wanted him to stop. He soon stuck a second finger in, causing you to grip his thigh all the more tighter. His dick strained in his pants, as he started to fuck you with his fingers, slowly waiting for you to adjust somewhat.

Shivers ran up and down your back as his large fingers stretched your pussy. He couldn't believe how incredibly easy it was for you to turn him on. He felt like he could cum from just this alone.

His mouth finally went back to your neck, careful to not make any long term marks, tempted as he was to suck a large hickey on you. He heard your small quick breaths as you moaned his name softly for him over and over again.

Yes. He could cum now without him even touching himself. He felt you clenching around his fingers, his thumb making contact with your clit every time he moved. He could tell you were close. Your body felt warm all over, and you could barely tell Suguru you were about to cum. The coil wrapping tight in your stomach as it finally snapped loose. You gushed all over his fingers, pussy twitching. You let out a final moan as you came down and rode out your high. His eyes were pulled back to watch your fucked out expression.

He finally pulled his fingers from your pussy, taking along as much of your cum as he could and popped them into his mouth. You watched as he cleaned your climax off with his tongue. His eyes watching your every expression. All you could see was lust and adoration.

“Taste so fuckin’ good,” He groaned out, eyes fixed on you, as he leaned in to kiss you again. You could taste yourself on his tongue, which only made you want to go again, and finally the two of you broke apart.

You retracted your hand from his thigh as you finally had “post-nutt” clarity hit you. Beer completely out of your system and mind clearer than when you first arrived at the tavern.

Oh, shit.

an: whole time i was writing this story line i was kinda thinkin like

p.1 p.4 - p.6

masterlist

#getou suguru x reader #dirty talk #geto suguru #high school geto #dead dove do not eat

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mybelde · 1 year

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06: friendly "hangout" ♤

You don't know why but time seemed to pass slowly that day. It seems like your lessons were dragging throughout the entire day and now it was your final class for the day, neuroscience. Usually you would try to pay attention but today was different. It was going to be your first time hanging out with Aether. The excitement you were feeling got you fidgeting in your seat, much to your seatmate's dismay.

"Oi, what's got you so worked up today?" Scaramouche, who was seating beside you asked.

"I've got a date today!" you smugly replied.

Well, it wasn't exactly a date, more like a friendly hangout

"You? A date? as if" Scaramouche scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"What's that supposed to mean???" you whisper-shouted, as you quickly noticed how Ms Lisa was looking at the both of you, giving you a stern look.

"I mean what I said. Now pay attention to class, you're distracting me."

"Oh fuck off Scara you decided to talk to me in the first place."

You then stopped talking and started paying attention to the class. Half-heartedly. Your mind was still lingering to your upcoming hangout with Aether.

You weren't gonna lie to yourself, you were kind of nervous. I mean, who could blame you? The guy who had been avoiding you for the past 5 years, has suddenly decided to hangout with you.

From what you know about Aether, he was the older, calmer twin, the passive one. He was really helpful, kind, and friendly too. Seeing that he was such a good person, you couldn't help but wonder if you did something to offend him years back. Therefore, causing him to avoid you. Before you could indulge more in your thoughts, the bell rang, indicating that the lesson was finally over.

You quickly packed your stuff and left the classroom, to find Aether resting against a pillar right outside of the room. Seeing that he hadn't noticed you yet, you decided to take a mental picture of his outfit.

He donned a green sweatshirt with jeans, which complimented his long blond hair that was tied into a loose braid. Even though he was wearing simple clothes, you had to admit,

he looked pretty.

You shook those thoughts out of your head and walked up to him, tapping him on his shoulder. He slowly opened his eyes, and you caught yourself staring deep into his golden eyes. His eyes. They were something you thought you could get lost in forever. While you were staring at him, you didn't realise that he held out his hand towards you.

"So, shall we head to the cafe now?" He asked with a small grin.

"We shall."

The walk to the cafe which you thought would be awkward turned out to be the opposite. Turns out the both of you had a lot more in common than you thought.

The more you interacted with the blond boy, the more you realised how similar, yet so different he was from his sister. I mean, they are twins after all.

"Sorry you had to wait for a while til my classes ended, you must have gotten bored waiting..."

"It's alright! I didn't wait for a long time anyways."

That was a lie, his last class ended an hour ago.

But you didn't need to know that, he thought.

A few minutes passed and you guys just had to cross the road to reach the cafe. Just as you were about to cross the road, you heard the rings of a bell. You looked to your left and saw a cyclist cycling full speed at you, with no signs of stopping.

"WATCH OUT!"

You got yourself ready to feel an impact, but you didn't. Instead, you felt someone grab your arm and pulled you back to the side of the road, barely missing the cyclist.

You looked up and locked eyes with Aether, the one who saved you from the reckless cyclist. The two of you were inches apart from each other, one of his arms was wrapped around your back while the other was still holding onto your arm. Your chest was leaning towards his and the both of you were so close that you could hear the soft thumping of his heartbeat get faster and faster. You found yourself melting into his embrace longer than you needed to.

Why?

You didn't know.

All you know is that it felt nice.

You stared at his face in admiration, taking note of every detail. Wow, he looked even more pretty up close.

"Are you alright yn? Did you get hurt?"

You snapped out of your daze and replied.

"Yeah i'm fine, thanks for pulling me out of danger Aether. Now let's get to the cafe!"

You quickly got out from his arms and speed-walked to the cafe, your heart starting to beat faster and faster as your face was flushed with embarrassment.

What the hell was that yn?? What do you think you're doing?? Don't embarrass yourself in front of him!

Little did you know, you weren't the only one who was feeling flustered.

Aether, who was quietly following behind you, was red in the face.

"Shit... it's that weird feeling again...."

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first(actually the second) written chapter for this smau 😯 how we feeling? my writing might be a little shit so lmk how i can improve for future written chapters lol

i read through this three times to see if i made any mistakes 💀

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little-peril-stories · 7 months

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Whumptober 2023 Masterlist

The Prince of Thieves: Are You Nobody, Too?

Historical, nineteenth century

Day 1, Day 5, Day 14, Day 15, Day 30 (5 prompts, 1 story, posted Oct 1)

Bonus chapter for The Prince of Thieves. After she runs away from IA, Bree takes it upon herself to learn how to fight.

Man of Letters

Fantasy

Reading order: Day 22 | Day 16 & 19 | Day 24 | Day 7 | Day 8 | Days 3 & 4 | Day 21 | Day 2 | Day 26 | Day 9, 13, 17, 20, 27

A man falls in love, loses her, tries to save her, and then gets blamed for her murder. No names, no resolution, but operate on the assumption that it ends happily at some point.

The Prince of Thieves: Box in Your Heart

Historical, nineteenth century

Day 25, Day 27, Day 28, Day 29, Day 30, Day 31 (6 prompts, 1 story, posted Oct 31)

Bonus chapter for The Prince of Thieves. Colette follows Will on a particularly bad day. Months have passed since his rescue, but as it turns out, healing is never quick or easy—and neither is change.

No. 1: “But now this room is spinning while I’m trying just to fill in all the gaps.” | Swooning | “How many fingers am I holding up?”

No. 5: “You better pray I don't get up this time around.” | Debris | Pinned Down | “It's broken.”

No. 14: “Feed me poison, fill me ‘till I drown.” | “Just hold on.”

No. 15: “I don't need you to help me I can handle things myself. | Makeshift Bandages | Suppressed Suffering | “I’m fine.”

No. 30: “It’s okay, just to say, ‘I’m not okay’.”

No. 25: “You’re not delivering a perfect body to the grave.” | Storm

No. 27: “You drew stars around my scars; But now I’m bleeding.” | Scars | “Let me see."

No. 28: “We might not make it to the morning; so go on and tell me now.” | Bloody Knife

No. 29: “I only sink deeper the deeper I think.” | Troubled Past Resurfacing | “What happened to me?”

No. 30: “It’s okay, just to say, ‘I’m not okay’.” | Borrowed Clothing | “Not much longer...”

No. 31: “I thought that I was getting better.” | Emptiness | Setbacks | “Take it easy."

No. 2: “I’ll call out your name, but you won’t call back. | “They don't care about you.”

No. 3: “Like crying out in empty rooms; with no-one there except the moon.” | Solitary Confinement

No. 4: “I see the danger, It’s written there in your eyes.” | Shock

No. 7: “I paced around for hours on empty; I jumped at the slightest of sounds.” | Alleyway | Radio Silence | “Can you hear me?”

No. 8: “I’ve got soul, but I’m not a soldier.” | Outnumbered | “It’s all for nothing.”

No. 9: “Learning everything ain't what it seems, that's the thing about these days.” | “You're a liar.”

No. 13: “It comes and goes like the strength in your bones.” | Infection | “I don’t feel so good.”

No. 16: “Would you lie with me and just forget the world?” | “Don’t go where I can’t follow.”

No. 17: “You’re the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest.” | Touch Aversion

No. 19: “I’ll take one final step, all you have to do is make me. | Floral Bouquet | “I’m not as stupid as you think I am.”

No. 20: “People don’t change people, time does.” | Blanket | “You will regret touching them.”

No. 21: “See the chains around my feet.” | Restraints | “Don't move.”

No. 22: “They never saw us coming, ‘til they hit the floor.” | Glass Shard | “Watch out!”

No. 24: “I’ve got a head full of chemicals; mouth full of ridicule.” | Goodbye Note | Neglect | “I thought they were with you.”

No. 26: “Sometimes I get so tired; I don’t even know myself.” | Seeing Double | Working To Exhaustion | “You look awful.”

No. 27: “You drew stars around my scars; But now I’m bleeding.” | Scars | “Let me see.”

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Drink me

Yan? Armin x Darling? OC (Circe)

TW/KINKS: Sex potion (drugging), porn with plot, cunnilingus, p in v sex, edging, creampie (with aftercare to clean), light bondage and gagging.

AN: I rewrote this multiple times so if something’s don’t make sense it’s cause the timelines are blending together into some sort of demonic purée

Tagline: Circe was everything Armin wanted. And he made sure he got it.

A drink greeted Circe on their dresser. It was a strange thing, but the handwriting was clearly from a friend. Drink me was written on the tag, a nod to the book Circe recommended them.

Shrugging, Circe swallowed the drink, thinking nothing of it.

After, they decided to do some homework, then they’d go to bed (if their insomnia would let them).

🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀

It had been 5 hours and they couldn’t concentrate.

They felt warm, and their body hurt.

They got up, stumbling to the door to get a drink of water.

🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿

When they opened the door of their dorm, the ran into Armin. Someone they normally couldn’t stand.

Wait…

Why does he smell so good?

🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀

Armin felt no regret giving Circe a love drug.

It was just a means to an end.

When Circe bumped into him, sending them stumbling back, he couldn’t help but think about how cute they were. Shaking like a baby deer just learning to walk.

🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿🥀🌿

Feigning anger, Armin hissed at Circe to ‘watch it’.

Armin was about to leave when Circe tugged at his arm.

They looked at him with anger and something else swirling in their eyes.

“What?” Armin asked, curtly.

Inside he was cackling with joy

Circe didn’t reply, instead opting to drag him into their dorm.

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It took less than a minute to get their clothes on the floor, hands exploring each other’s bodies.

They broke away from the kiss, a pout forming on Circes lips.

“Where do you keep your ties?” Armin asked, slightly out of breath from the kiss.

“In the top right drawer of the desk,” Circe said.

Armin quickly grabbed two ties and tied Circe’s arms to the bed posts.

He then took another tie, lifted their head to look at him.

“If you want me to stop, just snap three times, ok?”

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Kissing up and down Circes thighs, with his hand slowly rubbing against their clit.

Circe was a mess. Not knowing what was going on, but fuck did it feel good.

When Armin actually got to their pussy, they were close.

“Hm, you haven’t been very good,” Armin said, tutting as he did so.

“I don’t think you deserve to cum, not yet at least,” he pulled away.

They whined at the lack of stimulation.

“How about this, if you let me bind you to me with a spell, I’ll let you cum til your exhausted,”

Circe, looked at him.

“Oh, I forgot you can’t speak, nod your head for yes or shake your head for n—”

Circe vigorously nodded, eyes begging him to just let them cum.

“Good whore,”

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Chanting a spell above Circe, hot wax dripping on their stomach, Armin began to preform the ritual. Armin slightly scoffing at Circes arched back

“Now then, I need something of yours and something of mine,”

He wrapped his finger around their hair and tugged slightly. A strand of hair was plucked out of Circes head. Armin did the same.

“Now, for my end of the deal,”

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It took Armin less than five minutes to build a pass that had Circe seeing stars.

He would occasionally hum in contentment, sending vibrations through Circes core.

Circes light whimpering turned loud. Real fast.

Bucking and grinding their hips to gain more friction, only to be held still by Armin (he was taking advantage of the love drugs ability to make the drugged person weak).

After Circe came for the third time, Armin pulled away.

“You had your fun, but I think you’re good to take my cock. Does that sound good?”

Circe was about to nod when Armin climbed on top of them, taking the gag out.

“I want you to tell me you want it,” Armin explained.

“Yes! Please!” Circe said.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck m—“

Armin was as desperate as Circe (why else would he give them an aphrodisiac), and as soon as he heard them say it he slammed his cock into their pussy.

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About another orgasm in and a sloppy, rapid pace was when Circe felt Armin twitch inside them.

“F-fuck, can I come inside you? Please?” Armin begged.

“Only if you, a-ah!! Only if you clean me up,” Circe went on.

“Of course my love,” Armin panted out, blond hair clinging to his forehead.

And with that, he came. Hot cum shooting in thick ropes. (I know! Fan fiction cliché, sue me)

He pulled out. Some cum leaking out, but he was quick to swipe it away, making sure none stained their sheets.

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The clean up was through. A damp towel cleaning the inside of Circes pussy, making sure they were clean. Ointment for the wax burns, ointment and lotion for their wrists, and plenty of kisses and praise.

“You know…” Circe began as Armin climbed into their bed.

“Hm?”

“You could’ve just asked me out,”

Armin’s eyes widened.

“You think I didn’t notice the fact it was a love potion? You don’t give me enough credit,”

Armin laughed.

“I suppose I don’t, why’d you let me do all that to you then?”

“Maybe because you’re my type,”

Armin pulled Circe to his chest, scoffing playfully.

“Just go to sleep.”

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Cool Your Jets- Ch. 5: Doctor’s Orders (Riff x newcomer)

I wake up the next morning to find sunlight stream’n through the window and noise blare’n everywhere. Right, I’m in the city now. I also find Riff… still clinging to me.

“Umm…” I attempt to struggle outta his grip, but it only makes him squeeze tighter.

“Mmmm… Don’t go,” Riff mumbles.

I sigh, annoyed. “Riff, if ya don’t get off me I’m gonna break your arm!”

He grins up at me. “Why? Ya embarrassed?”

“Yeah, I am! ‘Cause I’ve barely held hands with a guy, let alone lie in bed with a shoitless one!”

“Huh?” Riff looks down and now notices that he’s miss’n his shoit. A wicked smile spreads across his face. “Ya try’n to get be undressed, sweetheart?”

This gets him a punch to the stomach.

“Don’t bet on it, Jet Boy!’ I seethe. “I’s only try’n to keep ya from get’n sick! Your shoit was soaked last night so I took it off. If I didn’t you’d catch a chill and get sick, so excuse me for try’n to be a decent poison!” I huff.

Riff just tilts his head. “Look at ya, already talk’n like a city goil!”

I ignore this and get up, leave’n Riff tangled in the sheets.

“Y’know Riff, about what you said last night…” I mumble as I gather some fresh clothes.

“Hmmm?” He responds groggily from the bed.

“This could be your home too, if you want.”

In the corner of my eye, I see Riff lift his head up. “Really? Ya really mean that, Marilyn?” His voice sounds sad.

I look at the ground. “Yeah, but not if you don’t wanna, if it makes you sad. I’m sorry I brought it up- just forget ‘bout it.”

“So… do ya mean I could rent here with you? For real?” His eyes widen. “Ya ain’t gonna kick me out?” Riff suddenly gets animated and jumps up as if he’s on a sugar high.

I chuckle. “No, you can stay until…” I trail off, remembering that there’s only a few hours ‘til the rumble tonight and that he might not walk away from it.

Riff seems to understand and pulls me over to stand next to him. “Don’t worry, Marilyn. I’ll be back. Noth’ns gonna happen, just rough’n it up with the PRs-”

“Yeah, and eventually someone’s gonna get rubbed out. This doesn’t have to happen, Riff.”

“But if we don’t they’ll just take what little we have left. We were here first!”

I grip his shoulders. “Yes, they are immigrants. But once upon a time aren’t we all descendants from immigrants? America’s supposed to be a melting pot- not a pot that casts aside people just because we don’t like ‘em. So either learn to share and live with it, or leave!”

“That ain't how-”

I throw my arms up dramatically. “I know, that ain’t how it works! But God I really wish it was!” I go open the shades and then head over to get some food outta the fridge.

“Whaddya do’n?” Riff asks.

I grunt. “Make’n breakfast. If you’re gonna die today then by God you’re gonna have a decent meal, Jet Boy. And it’s ‘cause I feel sorry for you, not ‘cause I care ‘bout your stupid gang! Back in the country we made a casserole for families when they were feel’n down, but since I don’t have all the ingredients I’ll just make you Grandmodda’s Omelet.”

“Sounds tasty, beautiful.” Riff comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

“Nope. Get away.” I swat him with the spatula.

“Why?” He whines.

“I’m still mad! Just lemme cook!”

“You’re the boss, sweetheart.”

“Mmmm.” I toss some eggs in and turn to stare Riff dead in the eyes.

(Cool Your Jets by The Planet Smashers)

“So you say you like the heat

Can't slow down to kick up your feet

Comes a time for letting go

Everything that you don't know-”

I steer Riff to a chair and sit him down, earning a surprised look from the Jet leader.

“Cool your jets, just take some time

Cool your jets, relax and unwind

Cool your jets, and you'll be fine

Cool your jets, cool your jets.”

I stand behind Riff and message his shoulders, making him moan out in bliss.

“Battles won and battles lost

War has come and war has passed

Work so hard to get ahead

Lighten up be here instead and…

Cool your jets, just take some time

Cool your jets, relax and unwind

Cool your jets, and you'll be fine

Cool your jets, cool your jets…”

I’m about to turn back to the kitchen, but then Riff grabs my wrist and twirls me in to fall onto his lap. At foist I’m a blush’n mess, but then I see his grateful, sad eyes and am reminded about how little Riff has. This is probably the most peace of mind he’s had in a long time…

Now I look at him with a pleading expression.

“What's the point of pushing ahead?

Wait to sleep when you are dead.

The time is now to take a break,

Kick back and take some time to

Cool your jets, cool your jets.”

Riff don’t say anything. We just stare at each odda, as if we already know what the odda’s thinking. It’s no use- no madda how hard I try, Riff won’t back down from a rumble because he needs to prove he can fight.

Riff rubs my hand with his thumb and licks his lips noivously. “Marilyn, if someth’n happens tonight-”

Just then, the door bursts open and a flustered Mouthpiece bursts in.

“Riff! There ya are! We’s was look’n for ya! Ya never came back to the junkyard-” He notices us at the table, then a cheesy grin gets on his face. “Oh, I see it. Spend’n some time with the new goil, huh boss? I like to see ya happy, but right now we gotta go! Everybody’s wait’n for you!” He grabs Riff’s arm and starts to pull him out the door.

Riff gives me a quick look of apology, then nods. “Alright. Just gimme a minute.”

After Riff cleans his plate he gives me a quick peck on the cheek and scoots off towards the door to follow Mouthpiece.

“Sorry, Lynnie. Duty calls!”

All I can do is roll my eyes at his child-like behavior. After tidying up a bit, I decide to head out to look for a job. When I get outside I see Anita and the other Puerto Rican women dancing through the street, and it brings a smile to my face.

“I like the shores of America!

Comfort is yours in America!

Knobs on the doors in America,

Wall-to-wall floors in America!”

It makes me so happy to see people taking America’s great opportunity and turning it into something, unlike the Jets who just expect violence to solve everything.

I chose to check out the place I walked by yesterday- Doc’s. It’s a bit too close to the Jets’ turf for my taste, but I can’t be too picky. The outside looks inviting enough. When I walk in, a short, kind-looking older woman with curly white hair comes running up the cellar steps.

“Uno momento! Just a second!” She hurries behind the counter and dusts herself off. “Hola, mi querida! And what can Valentina do for you today?”

I give her a shy smile. “Well, I was hoping that you might have a job opening?”

The old lady’s eyes light up and she claps her hands. “Ah, si! Yes yes! As a matter of fact, I have one opening left! I just hired a boy named Tony a few days ago-”

“Oh! Tony? He works here?”

“Si! You know him? He’s a very well-behaved boy. But always involved with those Jets!” She puts her hands on her hips and frowns at the shelves, as if she were Tony modda.

I shrug. “Whaddya gonna do? Boys can be so stubborn that noth’n can stop them.”

Valentina rolls her eyes. “Amen to that! Has he told you about Maria?”

I stifle a laugh. “Not really, but it don’t take a genius to see it. It’s kinda hard not to notice!”

“All too true, mi querida. What’s your name?”

“Marilyn Jackson.”

She smiles. “What a beautiful name. So what brings you here? I’ve never seen you before, and I know everyone in the West Side! Out of town maybe?”

I nod. “Yes. My parents died in a car crash, so I had to move here from upstate.”

The kind woman’s eyes widen and she comes over to give me a tight hug. “Dear girl, I am so sorry you’ve had to go through that. Are you here by yourself?”

“Yeah. That’s why I’m looking for a job, so I can pay rent-”

“Nonsense! I would be more than willing to let you stay with me,” Valentina offers.

I hold my hands up. “Oh, no. That’s ok-”

“I do not want a girl living alone surrounded by all kinds of New York scum-”

“Oh no, it’s not like that!” A smile spreads on my face. “I’m living in the same apartment as Maria and Anita, right across the hall actually!”

Now Valentina’s concern melts away and she brings her hands up to cup my face. “Then the dear Lord truly has led you to a good place! Take it from me, New York at first can be a bit challenging but once you get the feel of it then you can accomplish anything!”

I chuckle. “So it’s true when they say: if you can make it here, you can make it anywhere. Huh. So when can I start work?”

Valentina seems to think this over, then says: “Would tomorrow morning work out?”

My face lights up. “Yes! That would be wonderful! Thank you so much!”

My new boss gives a hearty cackle and then scans the counter. She picks out a candy bar and hands it to me with a wink. “On the house, mi querida. Welcome to the family.”

I shake my head. “No, no, I couldn’t! Please, let me pay for it-”

“I’ve seen how kind you are to Maria and the other Puerto Ricans. And with the Jets bullying them constantly they need someone like you to be there for them. Have you met them yet?”

I noivously shuffle my feet. “Um, yeah. They’re coitanly a handful.”

Valentina gives me a confused look, then I get why.

“Sorry. I meant ‘certainly a handful.’ I’ve already started talk’n city talk.” I shake my head, smiling.

Just then, the door swings open and Baby John pokes his head in.

“Oh. Hi Marilyn! Hola Valentina!”

Valentina seems skeptical at foist, but then gives Baby John a welcoming smile. “Good morning, young man. Are you looking for something?”

He nods his head. “Actually, I was sent to find Marilyn.”

“Really?” I ask uncertainly.

“Yup. Riff just wanted to make sure you’re ok.”

I roll my eyes. “Riff just has to keep tabs on me 24/7, don’t he?”

Baby John shrugs and gives me a look of apology. “Guess so.”

“By the way, how’s the ear?” I ask.

Now Valentina notices Baby John’s ear, which is still untouched and bleeding slightly.

“Dear Lord! What happened?” She goes to inspect the Jet boy’s ear, her face showing deep concern.

“Some Sharks shoved a nail in his ear during a fight yesterday,” I tell her. “And now he’s gonna come with me to get it fixed.” I grab Baby John’s arm and start to lead him out the door.

“Hey wait a minute! Why do I gotta-?” He tries to argue.

“Because if you don’t it will become infected. And I for one do not want to deal with a Jet who gets blood poisoning.” I turn back to call out to Valentina. “I’ll be here foist thing tomorrow!”

She waves. “Make sure that boy gets proper medical care! There’s a clinic a few blocks down, ask for Josephine!”

I take her advice and briskly walk Baby John to the small clinic, one that already seems to be bustling with activity.

Baby John groans. “I donno. It really ain’t that big-a deal-”

“Too late.” I drag him inside. At the front desk, a dark-skinned brunette looks up from her paperwork. When she sees Baby John her face shows a small look of distaste.

“Can I help you?” She asks crossly.

“Sorry for showing up outta the blue, but this man’s ear needs medical attention.” I show her Baby John’s ear. “He had a nail in it yesterday. Valentina from Doc’s sent us and said to ask for Josephine.”

Now the lady’s face changes. “Oh, you know Valentina? Yes of course! Right this way!” She leads us down a long white hallway and into a small waiting room, where a Puerto Rican woman appears to be reviewing some files.

“Josephine! I’ve got a patient for you from Valentina.” She turns and leaves us with the nurse, who looks us up and down.

“My my, what happened?” Josephine tsks as she examines Baby John’s ear. “Another gang fight, si? You boys always find new ways to get into trouble, one way or another. Go, sit up on the chair.” She tells Baby John, then looks over at me. “I’m afraid he’ll need to have some tests done, just to make sure there’s no infection. But he should be alright. If Valentina sent you then I know I can trust you. What’s your name?”

“Marilyn. Just moved here, and already caught up in the action,” I chuckle darkly.

Josephine just laughs. “You get used to it! And if you ever need anything, don't be afraid to walk right in! Rosie up front can be a bit intimidating, but she's very nice. So…” She goes to start writing up Baby John’s medical file. “Your friend should be set to go in an hour or so.”

I nod. “Poifect! I’ll let his friends know. Thanks so much!” I look over at Baby John, who’s busy look’n at all the equipment on the table. “Behave yourself, got it?”

He nods eagerly. “Yes, ma’am!”

I give Josephine an assuring look. “He shouldn’t give you any trouble.”

She smiles at the Jet boy. “Good to know. I don’t want you to touch your ear from now on until we can get it wrapped up. Doctor’s orders!”

Baby John rolls his eyes but follows her instructions.

I turn and walk back down the hallway, giving the lady at the desk a parting wave. Just as I’m leaving the clinic, I see Riff strutting down the block.

“Ey, Lynnie! Look what we got!” Riff runs up and flaunts a pistol in my face.

My eyes widen at the sight-a the weapon.

“Hey! Are ya crazy? Put that thing away before ya kill somebody!” I snatch it and tuck it away safely in my purse.

Riff, however, don’t share my viewpoint. “What the Hell? Give it back!” He tries to grab my purse but I shove him against the alley wall.

“No, Riff! I’ve had enough-a this! I will not just stand by while you lead the Jets to their death!”

“Aw, c’mon Lynnie. We ain’t gonna kill anybody, just rough ‘em up a bit. We ain’t gonna use it unless we have to-”

“And how do you decide that? Just- God damn it, Riff!” I bang my fists against his chest and sob. “I just lost my family, I can’t lose you too!”

Riff don’t say anyth’n. Instead he takes my fists in his hands.

I shake my head. “Don’t, Riff. Just don’t.”

“Don’t what?”

“I know you, Riff. You’re just gonna try to soften me up and make me forget this. But I won’t- it’s too important.”

“Mmm. See you figured me out, beautiful.” He leans his forehead against mine. “Don’t worry, Marilyn. You ain’t gonna lose us. We know what we’re do’n.”

“What about Tony? Hm? Did ya know what you was do’n when he got shipped off?”

Riff hesitates. “That was a close one, but we know better now-”

I lift my head up and stare into his hazel eyes. “Do you, Riff? Do you? I thought I was naive before, but now I feel like I’m the most reasonable person here! Think about how many people you’re hurting- Tony, Maria, Anita, Bernardo, everybody! No one wants to fight, but you’re all too stubborn to call it off!”

“Hey! If we don’t do this, all-a them new gangs’ll think they can just walk all over us! We gotta take a stand! But you don’t get it, ‘cause you’ve always had family. Us Jets, territory is all we got. You’ll never understand.” Riff shakes his head and I can see now that he's fished the gun outta my purse.

I push him away and glare deep into his dark eyes. “Don’t talk to me about family, Riff. Obviously you’s too headstrong and egotistical to even begin to know how much family means to me.” I pivot and start walk’n in the direction of my apartment. “And don’t follow me unless you want a fist to the face!”

I keep walk’n, and give a sigh of relief to see that Riff took my warning seriously and left. I’m almost home-

“Excuse me, miss.”

I turn around and am faced with a man in a brown jacket and gray fedora, and also notice the police badge he’s wearing.

“I’m sorry officer, is there a problem?”

The guy tilts his head. “Not yet. I’m afraid I’m gonna have to ask you to come with me down to the station so I can ask you a few questions.”

Immediately my thoughts race with panic. “Have I done something wrong?”

The cop shakes his head. “No, but I’m gonna need to know some things ‘bout your buddy that just left. Riff, the Jet leader? Now if you’ll just come with me…”

I bite my lip and give my apartment one last look before giving in and allowing the cop to escort me to the police station. God, what have I gotten myself into?

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Golden Lily Cafe, Chapter 2. Chocolate Chip Cookies

Jaune was working on his normal morning routine. He'd wake up. Make breakfast for himself and Lily, and then prep for the morning rush.

Today was particularly different because it was Friday, and at his Café he had a theme for Fridays, which were known as 'Cozy Days'. He would make primarily hot food and warm pastries, but he realized one thing, he needed an extra hand.

Along the window of the cafe, a help wanted sign sat. He had interviewed a few people, any while there was nothing particularly wrong with them, Jaune didn't want to hire just anyone. At least not yet.

It was 5 AM, and Jaune had 2 hours to prep for open. So he went to work. He began preparing and heard a knock at the glass window. The man there wore a hoodie that had the hood up. Jaune, having some experience with combat, went to open the door but was on guard.

Jaune: "Can I help you? We don't open for a good hour and a half."

???: "Hiya, I'm actually interested in the hiring position, I'm experienced in baking and really need the money." He revealed the hood, and Jaune immediately recognized him.

Jaune: "No way.. RJ? (I like OC's don't judge)."

The stranger cocked an eyebrow, but once Jaune turned on the light, his face showed more.

RJ: "Holy shit! What's up, homie!" He grabbed Jaune into a bear hug. He lifted and spun him around. "Oh my Oum, Jaune, what are you doing here?!"

Jaune: "I'm the owner, I was in Beacon, but things well didn't work out. So my folks helped me out, and we were able to open shop."

RJ: "That's awesome, man. I'm glad to hear things are going great. So about that job." The two laughed as Jaune let him in.

Timeskip~

RJ was behind the counter. Though there wasn't a uniform, he wore an apron over his clothes, which consisted of a work shirt, shorts, and a pair of brown boots.

Jaune: "Alright, you can wear the apron. You pass the basics." He chuckles as RJ just gives a 'aiight man' face.

RJ: "So, what do you need me to do? I can cook, clean, I don't know much about drinks, but you could teach me.

Jaune: "Actually, I need a baker, and if I remember, you make some damn good cookies."

RJ: "Say no more, little homie." He puts on a hat and turns it backwards. He walks to the kitchen to make a batch of cookies. After about an hour, he walks out with a tray and a jar of cookies.

RJ: "Viola, Crispy Chewy Cookies, ready to go. Would you care to be the judge."

Jaune: "Why I'd love to -"

Lily: "Papa?" They both look over to see Lily, wearing her pajamas and holding a stuffed animal. "Something smells really good."

Jaune: "Oh, I think we found our tester." He picks up Lily, and RJ looks at the two with a cocked eyebrow.

RJ: "Ummmm homie, when did you have a kid?"

Jaune: "Oh, I adopted her about 2 months ago. This is Lily, the one I named the cafe after.

Lily looked at the new man in front of them, and she felt a calming presence.

Lily: "He... Hello." She gave a faint wave. After all, she was still nervous meeting new people.

RJ: "Hey, little one, I'm friends with your dad." She stuck his hand out to shake. "It's nice to meet you, little buddy." He gave a smile, and Lily reached out, shaking his hand. After she let go, he handed her a cookie. "Would you like to try."

She nodded and took the cookie away gently. Taking a small nibble out of it.

Lily: "Whoa...." She stared into space eating. "THIS IS AWESOME UNCLE!"

RJ: "Hrkkk!" He clutches his chest. "Jaune... she's too dangerous..."

Jaune: "I know. But I will protect her til I die."

As they continued on, RJ baked and prepared some soups and sandwiches. Then 7 struck, and the morning rush came.

First up was the regular.

Oobleck: "Hello there Jaune, I'm glad to see the shop is running smooth."

Jaune handed the thermas back to his old professor.

Jaune: "Well, Doc, with you coming every morning almost, I'm not too worried about that." He smiled as Oobleck chuckled. He looked back as RJ was bringing out a fresh batch of cookies. The smell was intoxicating to everyone who loved sweets.

Oobleck: "My word, can I add about a dozen of those cookies? They smell delightful."

RJ: "I'm glad you like them, I'm still working on some test batches for a cappuccino cookie with espresso in the frosting." With that, Oobleck looked directly at Jaune.

Oobleck: "Keep this man." He grabbed his bag and waved at the two. "I'll be back again! Take care you two, and say Hello to Lily for me!" He zoomed off and headed to Beacon.

-with Oobleck

As the doctor made it to his classroom, he was drinking his coffee and had a cookie with it. The melt taste of both semi sweet and milk chocolate filled him with joy.

???: "Mmmm, what's that smell?!" He looked over to see Ruby, leader of team RWBY.

Oobleck: "Ahh, Ms. Rose, these are some cookies I got from a cafe downtown. Would you care to try one.

Ruby: "Okay!" She took the cookie and ate it. Suddenly, Ruby felt like she was flying through space. The planets she'd never known flew by her as she had an out of body experience. She flew back to her body and felt like she found God. "DOCTORWHEREDIDYOUFONDTHESECOOKIESINEEDTHEM!"

Oobleck, being one of the only people who could understand high-frequency speech, pried her hands off of him.

Oobleck: "Well, Ms Rose, it's from a cafe in downtown Vale, called the Golden Lily. You can check it out tomorrow if you'd like."

Ruby nodded, and Mach sped and flew to her seat. Ready to get through the day.

With Jaune-

Jaune was finished up some orders suddenly a chill ran up his spine, making him stare off into space.

RJ: "Ay, you good?"

Jaune: "I feel like something very dangerous is coming tomorrow, I'm not sure what, though."

Lily and RJ looked at each other and shrugged, and went back to their things.

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Exalted Secret Santa 2022

Happy Calibration Everyone!

This year my Exalted routine has changed a lot. I’m still a player in a chronicle as Cathak Red, but now my partner and I are Storytellers for 5 newbie solars! So this year I offer two major NPCs in the chronicle:

1. K’Tai the sidereal, chosen of Journeys 2. Jinora, human (voted by my players)

K’Tai

Chosen of Journeys

Age: Mid 40s in appearance

Gender: Female, she/her

Hair: Greying at the roots with dark brown curls. Her curls are so tight they keep her hair appearing shoulder length. She has two long, thin braids that come in front of her ears. They always have some sort of star iconography or jewelry braided into them.

Eyes: Her left one is a soft hazel green. Her right is a similar tone with a silvery scar running through its center- severing her pupil. Its likely she cannot see out of this eye.

Distinguishing Features: A scar of 3 claw marks across her face. The damage has healed long ago, but the indents in her skin are lined with silver. It cuts through the center of her right eye.

Expressions: A soft genuine smile when she is proud of someone. Covers her mouth when she laughs. Will give you some of the strongest side eye if she disapproves of something. In her eyes is fear- fear that there’s always something she can’t spare her loved ones from.

Body Build: Ktai has carried children to term and does not hide how it has altered her body. Her arms are toned and accustomed to holding a crying toddler til they fall asleep.

Clothes: Lots of jewelry, extremely well polished. K’tai wears a lot of golden items. Her favorite are ribbon like bracelets. Her braids are adorned with gold as well, but these include starlight iconography. She is typically seen wearing a comfortable robe dress, adorned with delicate patterns and deep colorful dyes. She likes being barefoot, feeling Creation under her own two feet, but has a set of fashionable sandals for tougher terrain.

Weapons and Gear: K’tai is a practitioner of Obsidian Shards of Infinity Style- her jewelry hides twin daggers she keeps exceptionally well polished. She carries a bag full of useful items- ranging from first aid supplies to candies to her hand-crafted prayer strips.

K’tai’s most common resplendent destinies are The Gull (a character called Bardo), The Mast (Dori), and The Rising Smoke.

History: (If you are one of my players reading, spoilers ahead.)

K’tai is old. So you’d think she’d have more sway in Heaven. You’d think she’d have delegated the field work of concealing brand new solars. But instead we find her guarding the circle her first age self betrayed.

K’tai was swept up by her elders at a very young age, and grew up training rigorously- a story many sidereals share. Her purview was beginnings and new starts- which Creation desperately needed after surviving the Great Contagion. She spent her early decades doing field work, message delivering, and caravan watching. There was little free time, her sifu also had her studying hundreds of parables and history of the First Age, but she spent her remaining minutes with her lover, Gadarra.

Over the course of centuries, she and Gadarra formed a sidereal circle, consisting of her sifu, Geari (Serenity), and Sonnak (War). The five became more than a circle- they were a family. Despite their different colleges and disagreements on specific politics, all five worked together harmoniously.

However, terrible omens and luck began to accumulate. When their sifu died, they could not find his new incarnation. The new star that glimmered in the loom of fate suddenly vanished. Other sidereals couldn’t find them- even Lytek, god of Celestial Exaltation, stopped being petty (though he is completely justified in his pettiness) for three seconds to offer his condolences and confusion to the shattered family.

Shortly after his passing, K’tai began to dream of the First Age- relentlessly. Whenever she shut her eyes, she would see flashes of the solar circle her past incarnation served. They had made Creation so beautiful. Anger festered. Her teachings were true- these sweet memories and dreams are harsh reminders of what they were- not what they’d become.

In her waking hours, K’tai spent a lot of time searching for her sifu’s new incarnation. She’d spend hours looking at shattered mirrors of fate. Finally there was an answer- a thread in the loom she could pull on- and she leapt to follow it (despite Gadarra’s warnings and attempts to stop her). This led her to the edges of Creation, where the snow and ice from the North met the unending vines of the East.

The boy lay bleeding in the snow. The greater sign of Jupiter flickered weakly in the sky above him. Before K’tai could stop the bleeding, his assailant emerged- a chosen of Luna old enough to remember what the sidereals had done. The fight was gory and vicious, but K’tai escaped with her sifu’s new incarnation and a scar that would never fade.

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Jinora

Age: 13

Gender: Female, she/her

Hair: Pale White/Lavender Tones. Its tied back into two loose braids that extend a little past her shoulders.

Eyes: Ice Blue

Distinguishing Features: Jinora wears clothing that is typical of Marukani folk, but her features are distinctly Northern. She can be easily spotted among the White Company with her pale features. She has a noticeable gap between her front two teeth.

Expressions: A toothy grin. She sticks her tongue out when she is concentrating. She seems at her most free riding horses.

Body Build: Scrawny. This is a child that has seen a few rough harvests and survived them.

Clothes: Jinora has the smallest deel the White Company Riders could offer. Deel are traditional Mongolian clothing- and plenty of herders still wear these today. Its a vibrant blue.

Weapons and Gear: Jinora is an incredibly skilled rider for her age. She usually is carrying a bridle for her horse, Saffron (aptly named for the mare’s yellow mane). She also frequently hides snacks- for her and the horse. These are typically carrots and apple slices. Since she has joined the White Company, she has begun some spear training, though she is showing more promise with a bow.

History:

Jinora was born to a family of ranchers along the Grey River in the Scavenger Lands. Life was fairly mundane, until the night she awoke to the sounds of desperate combat. Before the sleep was cleared from her eyes, her father was bundling her onto his horse.

“Ride Northeast. Find the White Company. Warn them: Zombies on the Road to Lowhill.”

He pressed a bag of coins into her hand and kiss on her forehead, then shouted to the horse, “Saffron! Go!”

Those were the last words she heard her father say.

The White Company’s leader, Valere, would exalt 24 hours later, defeating the Abyssal that Jinora led them to.

Since then, Jinora has joined the White Company as their first...errr... squire? Valere of the Dawn is not entirely sure what to do with their new charge. But Jinora is eager to learn, and the entire company has excitedly taken up training her. What fate has in store is unclear, but a Solar Exalt’s first protege is surely destined for greatness.

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#exalted secret santa #exalted #steph plays exalted

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siodium · 5 months

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KOREA DAY 7: MYEONGDONG AND HONGDAE STREETS 🐈‍⬛

our last full day in korea!! decided to roam around myeongdong and hongdae more bc we didn't have any specific plan. except to have isaac toast for breakfast/lunch. the shrimp sandwich was delicious~

also spotted a kimbap place next to isaac toast and i realised i haven't had kimbap at all during this trip?? so i got one just to check it off my mental to-do list. i had a bit of trouble chewing through the seaweed but otherwise the taste was pretty good.

afterwards we went to a cat cafe (cat playground 고양이놀이터 myeongdong branch) that we saw on our way to isaac toast!! there were so many cute and floofy cats there!! some of them looked so grumpy like i owed them money but that's cute too.

dinner was at a jeon place in hongdae?? unfortunately i didn't catch the name of the restaurant. the seafood jeon was sooo good omg. there was also honey makgeolli on the menu and i wanted to try so i ordered but our server wanted to see both of our IDs even though i was the only one drinking (ban doesn't drink) and ban left her phone in the hotel so she didn't have any form of ID on her. the exchange that ensued was so funny LMAO. it was a comical back and forth of "pls i'm flattered that you think i'm not even 19 years old but i'm actually almost 30" and "no i need to see your ID". in the end i did a google translate of "she doesn't have her phone with her and she won't be drinking" on my phone and the server let us have the alcohol heheh. i'm glad that i didn't have to forgo the drink bc it was actually so tasty (and also hard to find in sg?? i heard).

after dinner, we strolled around hongdae and checked out some of their clothing stores. saw a rly nice skirt but i didn't get it cuz i couldn't justify $80 for the last piece. :/

we wanted to stretch out our last day as much as we could so at around 10 pm when the stores started to close, we went to get a mango cheesecake bingsu at sulbing to share~

ofc couldn't pass up an opportunity to take more pics at a photobooth for the last time on this trip!! we're pros now.

more pics (mostly cattos) + our chaotic return flight day under the cut ↓↓↓

KOREA DAY 8: LOTTERIA, MADE BY, BACK HOME 🐸

we had a flight at 11 am but we overslept and only woke up at 10 am. 💀 it was not a good idea to leave all the packing to the last minute bc we were at it til 4 am?? ? there was no delay this time so we had to re-book our flight. luckily there was a t'way flight back to sg at 7 pm on the same day. phew almost got stuck in korea lmaoo.

welp after securing our flight tickets, we went to lotteria for lunch. no pics cuz i was kinda hungry bUT THE SHRIMP BURGER WAS SO GOOD. pls come to sg, lotteria sunbaenim.

we had less than 5 hours til check-in and it wasn't a lot of time but we decided to head back to the city area bc there was nothing to do at the airport. that caused another round of chaos LMAO. the trip to the city took about 1.5 hours which meant that we had pretty much only an hour to do whatever we wanted to do. we could only visit one last place due to the time constraint, so we went to check out a stationery store (made by) in hongdae that i bookmarked but we haven't been to. i dropped a good $50 there on cute stationery (and also partly out of stress bc i was upset about losing my hookkahookka studio tortoise keychain bUT it turned out i still had it?? the bead chain got stuck to one of my magnets so i didn't see the keychain when i was packing my suitcase).

what we didn't account for was that the airport railway would take 5000 to 6000 won per trip?? and ban didn't have enough on her transport card for our return trip to the airport. sooo there was a bit of panic at the station trying to find an ATM to withdraw cash to top up her card.

not us almost missing our flight for the second time in a day. @w@ we legit had to run across the airport to make it for check-in.

i've never heard of t'way but it's a korean budget airline?? the plane was so empty though. the entire middle section had like nobody?? and ppl were lying down across the seats trying to sleep??

i seriously considered to go lie down as well until the plane went free falling for like 3 seconds?? ppl were screaming and there was no announcement or anything to address what just happened?? idk after that ban and i were too scared to move out of our seats (i gave up my toilet going plans too) so we just stayed awake together for the rest of the flight watching a studio ghibli movie and some episodes of vanitas no carte (!! it was on my to-watch list for a long time and i finally started it!!). nothing else happened after that though.

anyway we made it back to sg safely!! i joined ban's family (minus her mum) for supper at a ramen place before heading back home to s L E E P.

#log #took a while to post about my korea trip but i'm finally done!!!

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