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julilovesyou444 · 9 months

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my first ~ tom kaulitz

background ~ love confession that leads to something else, all from Tom’s point of view.

warnings ~ no proofreading, mentions of drinking, mentions of smoking, smut, p in v, praise, oral fem receiving, breeding ig? idk tbh but it’s naughty sooooo🙉🙈 be prepared LMAO

a/n ~ heres a small blurb, writers block is going insane rn. also someone called my writing “corny” or something… like if you don’t like it, then DONT READ‼️what do u want me to say? sorry??? nah. THIS IS MY FIRST TIME EVER WRITING ANYTHING LIKE THIS BESIDES HEAD SO PLS BE NICE IDK WHAT IM DOING. I learned everything from here and wattpad so don’t blame me😓 thanks for the love too

I was sitting on some raggedy couch, girls practically throwing themselves at me. we had finished a concert about an hour ago, and i insisted that we partied to celebrate. I had no idea I’d be so miserable. I slowly sipped my drink, looking around. girls were saying all kinds of things to me, touching me, but they were all so incoherent. I didn’t care about them right now. I couldn’t focus on them while I was looking for her.

my eyes continued their search throughout the crowded room until they found what they were looking for. there she was. standing off to the side, drink in her hand, smile on her face. bill and I had met her right before we started our band. she had always been so close with bill. i had been so jealous of that. i wanted to be as close to her as she was with bill, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t let myself. the feelings she made me feel were so unfamiliar, and they scared me. I hated not being in control, and whenever I was around her, I lost complete control over myself and my thoughts.

she looked so beautiful, tonight. of course I would never tell her that. it wasnt my place. we didn’t talk to each other like that. even though I wish we did, at least sometimes. I adored how her clothes hugged tightly to her figure and how confident she acted without being cocky. bill had invited her on tour with us. I was reluctant, I didn’t know how I would feel with her being with us all the time. but I didn’t want to be the only one to object, so I accepted.

it was always fun with her, she knew how to electrify a room and light it up instantly. i avoided time alone with her. I hoped she didn’t think I was doing it because I didn’t like her. i just got… nervous.

I watched her from the couch until her eyes connected to mine. I thought she would look away, but she didn’t. She brought her cup to her mouth and took a slow sip, her eyes never leaving mine. the lights from the party flashed in her eyes, making them sparkle as if diamonds were encrusted in them. I could stare into them all day. I couldn’t read the look on her face. I couldn’t tell how she was feeling about this; about me.

Some random girl shoved my shoulder, causing me to look over.

“Can you stop being so boring? I think i might get another drink…”, she complained and slurred , clearly drunk. I rolled my eyes and sat her on the couch, getting up as I did so. My back was turned to the party and I tried to get this hammered girl to calm down. Eventually, I was able to get her to just chill out on the couch. I turned around, wanting to see if she was still watching me. To my disappointment, she was gone. I looked around. I looked around the party some more, and again, and again.

“where the fuck did she run off to?”, i muttered to myself, slowly turning myself in a circle, trying to locate her possible location. I wanted to talk to her. I wanted her.

That’s when my eyes landed on a set of stairs that led upstairs. I walked over, randoms saying hi to me as i did. music was blaring and the room had cans and solo cups lining the floor. it reeked of bad weed and alcohol. I made my way to the top of the stairs. I came at a stop when I got to the upstairs. it was still loud, but definitely not as loud as it was downstairs. there was a single long hallway, lined with tall doors, and at the end of the hallway was a big bay window that faced the back of the house. no lights were turned on, but the moon shone brightly and dimly lit up the corridor. I saw her, sitting down on the little cushions by the window, gazing out. she didn’t know I was here with her. the moonlight danced on her skin, illuminating her so perfectly.

I walked slowly over to her. As soon as I came in her eyesight, I noticed she was a bit startled, but relaxed when she saw it was just me.

she gazed back up at the night sky, the millions of stars reflecting onto her pupils. she looked so ethereal with the moon light dancing on her skin.

“the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?”, she softly asked, as she interrupted my thoughts. she looked over at me with the sweetest smile.

I wasn’t even looking at the moon, just at her.

“Very…”, I mumbled.

She smiled at me and looked back towards the window.

“What are you doing up here? I thought you were enjoying yourself.”, she said. I scoffed.

“I usually enjoy these parties, but tonight, I don’t know, I’m just not feeling it I guess.”

“Really? You had so many girls all over you… I would’ve thought that you’d be in heaven.”, she laughed. I smiled and shook my head a little.

“I don’t know what’s going on with me… I just didn’t want them like I usually would’ve.”, i shrugged.

“Is anything bothering you?”, she asked, looking genuine.

“the tom I know would never not be enjoying the fact that so many girls were all over them.”, she added.

“I don’t know… it’s just that, I’ve been dealing with some shit and I don’t know how to handle it.”

“maybe if you tell me, I can help. I know we aren’t like best friends or anything but you know I’m always here for you, right?”, she asked, looking up at me and placing her hand on my arm.

“yea, yea, I know… I think it’ll feel good to finally tell someone. I know a lot of the times I get perceived as a guy who only likes girls for things like sex and their bodies, and to be honest, it’s somewhat true. there’s just this one girl, this one girl, that I like way way way more than that, and I don’t know what to do or how to tell her.”, I vented.

“does she like you back?”

“that’s the thing… I don’t know.”

“oh, c’mon Tom, everyone likes you, im sure she does too.”, she tried to reassure me.

“you think?”

“positive. uh… sorry if this is invasive or something, but who is this girl? just curious…”, she said quickly. I cocked my head and smiled at her curiosity.

“Why do you wanna know?”, i asked.

“Um… nevermind, forget it. I don’t know why I wanted to know…”, she looked away from me.

“well i can tell you something about her…”, I started. I decided it was now or never. I had a feeling that my feelings were mutual.

“Hm?”, she said, looking back to me. I leaned down and let my mouth hover by her ear.

“she’s standing right in front of me.”, i said, just above a whisper. I could feel her tense up. I looked at her face. her eyes her wider and her mouth, slightly agape.

“what?”, was all she said. I stood up straight.

“You heard me.”, i said.

“you can’t just say that and not say anything else.”, she protested.

I shrugged.

“… are you being serious?”, she asked in a hushed tone. I looked over at her and was met with her big eyes.

“dead serious.”

“So you actually-”

“Like you? Mhm, yep, surprised me a bit too.”

She didn’t say anything and just stood there silent for a moment, processing everything I just told her.

“how does that make you feel, hm?”, I asked.

she didn’t say anything for a moment, but I watched her previous face turn into one of confidence.

“good, tom. it makes me feel good to know you feel the same way I feel about you.”

i smirked.

“you already knew that though, didn’t you?”, she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“pfft. Of course I did.”

I rushed into the bathroom and locked the door behind us. as soon as I turned around, she was all over me. she pulled me by my neck down to kiss her, and i let her. her hands moved to the sides of my jaw, pulling me in as if I could get any closer. I pressed my hands on the small of her back, bringing her body flush against mine. my hands found a comfortable position on her hips. we kissed so much, I felt I was floating. her hands roamed my body as we did, feeling my skin where-ever she could. I used my hands to back her up against the counter. I moved them to be under her thighs, and she quickly got the memo. I hoisted her up so she was sitting on the edge of the counter. this way, it was easier to get to other places i wanted to explore.

I pulled back admired her for a second. sitting on the counter, just waiting for me to come back. I couldn’t stay away for long.

I moved my lips to her neck, leaving little soft and short kisses all over. I began to lightly suck, and as time went on, I starting going harder. she gave me the exact reaction I wanted, her little gasps and panting motivating me to do more.

I traveled from her neck, to her collarbone, then to a little lower. my hands found the bottom hem of her shirt. I looked up at her.

“can I?”

she quickly nodded and that was all I needed to see. I took her shirt off.

I felt my breath get caught in my throat. she was wearing a small lacy black bra.

“holy…”, I breathed out.

i snaked my hands around her torso and unclasped it, never breaking eye contact.

“you’re so beautiful, y’know that?”, i said huskily.

“thank you.”, she said, blushing. she looked away from my eyes as I peeled the bra off of her.

“hey, don’t be shy now. I’ve always thought you were beautiful, always wanted to tell you that. I’m glad I can now.”, i said, reassuring her. she looked back at me and smiled. I kissed her, much softer and gentler than I had been. my hands made their way to her boobs, massaging them slightly. I felt her breathing pick up a little. I kept kissing her, but I couldn’t help but smile into the kiss at her reaction. i played with her nipples between my two fingers, simply trying to get a reaction out of her. I successfully did just that, little noises escaping her throat as I continued. I pulled away.

“you like that?”

her eyes were screwed shut as she fastly nodded. I looked at her body as I kept playing with it. she was so hot. so so hot. I was so turned on, just at the sight of her.

“I wanna take care of you. Can I do that?”, I asked, my hands tracing up and down her thighs.

“please.”, she said. i smirked. her desperation made me want to pleasure her all the much more.

“I don’t do this that much, but for you, I will. you’re special.”

she opened her eyes and watched as i moved down to my knees. I used to hands to ride her skirt up, and then placed them on her knees to slowly open her legs. I loved teasing her. she was wearing light pink underwear, heavily contrasting the bra I had just taken off. There was already a little wet spot on them.

“Awwww, you’re already so excited, princess.”, i cooed, my fingers lightly brushing over the spot. she breathed in quickly at the contact. she lifted her hips and let me take her underwear off. I stuck them in my back pocket and refocused myself on the sight in front of me. I feverishly left kisses on her inner thighs while mumbling praises to her.

“so…so… pretty.”, I murmured.

I kept getting closer and closer to the place she needed me to touch her most. I could tell she was getting needy.

I ran my fingers down her slit, collecting all of the wetness that had formed. i stuck them in my mouth and watched as her mouth fell open due to my actions. i put my head back in between her legs and started licking her clit. my hands were gripping her thighs, keeping them all the way apart. she gasped and threw her head back as I kept going. I used one of my hands to put one of my fingers in her. I looked up and saw her eyebrows knit together and her nose scrunched up. her mouth was slack and so many pretty noises were leaving. her one hand gripped the edge of the counter while the other one tangled itself in my hair. after a good couple minutes, I decided to switch it up and moved my tongue down to her hole and my fingers rubbed her sweet spot. this did things for her, and I could tell how much pleasure she was receiving. she started repeating my name, over and over again. I started to pick up the pace, and her moans grew louder. I was thankful for how loud it was outside, but I also wouldn’t have cared if people could hear us.

I felt her legs tighten around my head, and then begin to shake. her chest was heaving, up and down, uo and down. she kept telling me she was close, but it was hard to hear her because she was so out of breath. I kept the pace I had, fucking her with my tongue, as she rode out her high. as she came, I made sure to lock up every last bit. she managed to open her eyes and watch me as i did.

“you’re so hot.”, she panted out, catching her breath. I stood up, now wanting to get a little pleasure for myself. I took her off the counter and spun her around so her backside was against me. I lowered my head to her ear.

“you were so good for me, love. I love seeing you come undone, can we do that a second time?”, I asked, my lips pressed to her ear.

“mhm.”, she nodded, making eye contact with me in the mirror. with that, I bent her over the counter and unzipped my pants. I pushed her entire skirt up all the way so I could get a look at her entire ass. she was bent over, waiting for me. if I was able to take a picture, I would’ve. she looked so incredibly good. I didn’t think she knew how much I had dreamed for this moment.

I ran my tip through her fold, teasing her a bit. she was already wet from her previous climax, so I didn’t need to prepare her too much. I pushed myself into her, but not the whole thing. I watched her face in the mirror. she gripped onto the counter top, and her jaw was slack once again. I let her get comfortable before pushing myself in further, all the way until i bottomed out. she moaned, letting her head fall. I waited a moment for her to get used to my size before I began to steadily move. her head was still down, facing the counter. I used my hand to grip her chin and move her face back up. I started to move a little faster.

“I want you to watch yourself.”, i said. she started to watch all the faces I was making her do in the mirror, and I was going crazy over it. my eyes kept darting between her face and then down, to see myself pound into her.

“mmm, you’re taking me so well, baby. you’re being so good for me, right now.”, I groaned out. during the whole thing, she was a moaning mess. I loved it. I loved how vocal she was about how good I was making her feel.

my arm wrapped itself around her and found her clit again, rubbing figure eights on it. I watched the pure ecstasy spread across her. I kept going all the way in, and almost all the way out before pushing my length back into her at such a fast pace, I knew she would be a mess in minutes. I knew I would be too.

And I was right. after only a small amount of time, she was having trouble keeping her head up.

“Tom! im- im so close again-“, she cried out as I didn’t let myself slow down.

“I know baby, I am too-“

I let my other hand massage her ass, slapping it a couple times too.

I wasn’t lying when I told her I was close. I had been for a while too, but I was holding out for her. I felt the knot in my stomach keep growing and growing, but I could feel it starting to become undone.

“Tom- im, im coming-“, she panted out. her boobs bounced every single time I went in and out.

“me too”, my eyes screwed shut as reached my climax. I felt her reach hers right before me, her legs shaking and a string of moans in the air. that pushed me over the edge, and I felt the knot become completely undone. I groaned as I released into her, my seed dripping out of her hole. I rode out my high for a little, but eventually stopped moving. she was catching her breath.

I pulled over and quickly cleaned myself before zipping my pants back up. I grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned her up too as she resteadied herself. i insisted on helping her get dressed again, despite her saying she could do it on her own. I put her bra and shirt back on. we kept giggling as I did. high off of life. I had wanted to keep the panties i pocketed, but she begged for them back. they were her favorite pair. she put them back on and then readjusted her skirt and hair in the mirror. I leaned against the wall, observing as she did.

“I didn’t think i would ever tell you I liked you.”, I admitted.

“why not?”, she asked, still fixing her hair.

“I think I was too nervous… you know I feel like your the first real crush I’ve ever had.”

“awww, im your first???”, she joked around.

“yes, you’re my first.”, I rolled my eyes playfully. I crossed my arms across my chest.

she turned around and hugged me, placing her head on my chest. she was smiling so big at my confession. I loved her smile. I loved everything about her.

“it’s okay tom, you were mine too.”, she said.

“Wait what?”, I hugged her back with a confused look on my face.

“I’ve liked you since I was like nine, silly. that’s why I was always so close with bill and not as much as you, I was always too like scared to be around you because I had a crush on you.”, she confessed.

“Really??? How did I not know this??”, I asked, shocked.

“I don’t know, you’re just really oblivious, I guess.”, she teased.

I laughed and looked down at her.

finally, i got what I had wanted.

her.

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yoonsdoll · 7 months

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[ 21 : 13 ] - csc

content : bf!cheol x gn!reader ; fluff , comfort , drabble ; 0.6k words warnings : pet names (cheol uses the term 'baby') , sick reader - you come back home after a long day of work while being sick, seungcheol comforts you. an : its my first time posting here! im sick atm and all i can think about is soft cheol :(

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finally getting home after a long day of work while being sick was the last thing you thought would make you cry. but how could you not? you were working for hours with your head pounding and your nose was stuffy enough to make you sit embarrassingly in the office while sniffling through the silence. in fact, coming back home was just what you needed, coming home to seungcheol who was sitting in the dark, watching a random tv show, his silhouette being all you could see from the entrance of the house.

‘y/n?’ he called out, slightly turning around to face the door which you have just come through, revealing his messy blonde hair and his soft smile that you could barely make out through your tears. putting down your bag, you manage to blurt out the words, ‘im home’ but with enough sadness in your voice for seungcheol to notice something was wrong.

his posture immediately fixed as he sat up, turning fully around to look at your figure that was standing still, so helplessly. ‘baby..’ he muttered worryingly. ‘come here…’

and as his words left his lips, you followed so slowly, moving closer to the couch and silenced tv (which seungcheol turned the volume off of when you walked in), and of course, your boyfriend. you dropped your body on the couch next to him and didnt dare to look him in the eyes, instead, keeping your focus on the fine details of the coffee table and half drunken tea which seungcheol must have forgotten about.

your boyfriend knew that you were having a hard time at work, all the days you came home and practically passed out on the floor were enough to have his heart hurting just at the sight of you, but he wasnt aware just how bad it got. he has been busy with work and you were too shy to admit that you were now also having a fever, you didnt want to burden him, especially after hearing him complain about his tiring dance practices or his busy schedule he has been having due to a new comeback they were preparing for.

‘y/n, are you okay?’

you could hear his shaky sigh as you didnt respond and instead burst into tears once more, this time not being able to hide your weeps. instead of forcing a reply out of your tired body, he just hugged you, so, so tightly. so warmly, that all the words he wanted to say were shown through the embrace. so carefully, as if you were the most precious thing in the world to him (you were).

realistically, you knew that seungcheol loved you so much that he would do anything to take care of you. he would delay his practices or call in sick, he would make you all the tea you could ever ask for and rush to be the first in the pharmacy to pick up any medicine you needed. you knew that he would tuck you into bed and stay by your side as long as you wanted him to, all just to help you. he loved you, and that was the truth, you knew it was, but you truly didnt want him to worry, for you to become a chore, even though you were aware that would NEVER happen.

‘your cheeks are burning up’ he whispered as he gently pressed his cold hand against your right cheek, his thumb caressing it slowly, wiping the tears away. all you could do was give a weak cough as you continued to rest your head against his cold palm. ‘are you sick? oh baby… you shouldve told me.’ he scolded quietly, but immediately gave you a concerned smile as he looked into your puffy eyes. ‘lets get you into bed, hm?’

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aves-ery · 11 months

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CEO or Mob boss Wanda and stripper R👀 maybe she's just getting some visit to a certain club and she only have her for R but R is kind avoiding her. R is kind of snappy and feisty for Wanda but Wanda loved her more. One night she saw R entertaining other guests so she brought the whole club and kicked everyone out so she could have R all for herself.

Idk maybe you'd like to consider, btw you works are great and wonderful and so are you! Thanks!!!

one, thank you! two, this is ctually so bad bc I'm tired and for some reason forgot how to write good smut? but heres just wanda crazy for you.

pairing; CEO!wanda x stripper!reader

warnings; smut 18+ ONLY, infatuated wanda, praise!!, strap-on, fingering

if anyone saw wanda at a strip club, it'd be a field day for press. but quite honestly, she didnt care when she laid her eyes on you. she saw the flashes of the cameras when she walked in, but when she saw you in that lingerie, she didn't care what the articles were gonna read the next day.

wanda sat snug in a booth, watching you from afar. her silk button up was unbuttoned down to her upper stomach, her boobs only covered by her tight fitting sports-bra.

"i want that one," she pointed you out to all of her boss friends, a beer bottle still in hand. you were all over someone else, a lap dance she presumed.

one of the guys whistled you over, waving a "come here" motion. wanda knew it wasnt the way to get your attention, but you followed through, stalking over to them. you smiled, waving.

"hey gentlemen," you said seductively, plopping your pretty ass onto Tony's lap. wanda rolled her eyes.

"actually, as pretty as you are baby, this one wanted ya," tony pointed to wanda, and wanda waved her fingers.

"you just caught my eye, pretty," she said. you recognized the CEO immediately. you had to fight an eyeroll because no way in hell you were letting some snob like wanda touch you. you turned to the gruffy man whose lap you are on.

"i came over to see you," you avoided. the men around the table laughed, making fun of wanda. wanda just told them to all "shut the fuck up."

she tried to get your attention all night, buying you drinks, complimenting you, trying to just make you say hi. all she'd get in response is an eye roll and a "leave me alone."

"yo, get away from the girl she told you to stop," a bouncer said, pushing wanda away from you.

"look man, im not trying to cause a problem. she's just a pretty lady," wanda laughed, trying to use her charm to make him let her through.

"sorry, the girls not comfortable with you," the bouncer said again. wanda groaned, pulling out her wallet.

"c'mon ill even pay to just talk to her, man," wanda pulled out a few hundred dollar bills, and you rolled your eyes at the interaction. "i wont touch her, fucking promise. just wanna get to know the gal," wanda pleaded.

the bouncer looked at you, pointing at the money. wanda was at least holding 500 dollars in her hand currently. it was a silent agreement, and wanda was allowed into the private room

she handed a bill to the bouncer, then a few to you, before sitting in one of the booths. "you're a feisty one," she joked. you rolled your eyes.

"you can't buy me," she snapped. wanda nodded.

"im not trying to, babe. you're just... very intriguing," wanda said.

you had complained all of the next week, even after you didnt see wanda. you just didnt want her around, and didn't want her paying her way to you.

wanda found that out quickly, but she couldn't help it. you deserved to be worshiped with everything she could buy.

she sent you flowers, chocolates, everything to work. she didn't even know what days you worked, and she still sent them. Every time, you snacked on the chocolate and left the flowers in the trash. you didn't complain about that though. if she was going to spend money on you, she was going to laugh about it.

wanda came again two weeks later. she smiled and waved at you, but you continued flirting with a client. your hands on the man more than usual, making sure to get a rise out of her. you avoided her, but from close by. she'd call you over, and you'd give a lap dance to a guy near her.

wanda was fucking tired of it. that week, she bought the whole strip club. when you found out, you quit.

"no." wanda said.

"what?! you're fucking crazy. you're stalking me!" you screamed. wanda raised her eyebrows, standing up

"im not stalking you!" she screamed back at you

you laughed, "right. you're just fucking craz-" wanda kissed you. hard. you pushed her away, looking at her like she was actually insane, because she was, and then you kissed her back harder.

wanda grabbed your hips, picking you up and setting you on her desk. "you were just too pretty to leave alone. I'd buy the whole earth to be with you," she told you.

you thought she was joking, but she really wasn't. wanda was infatuated with you. when you looked her in the eyes, you could tell. you kissed her hard, allowing the woman you barely knew to have all of you.

"you're so pretty," wanda said, removing your sweater and kissing your breasts. you blushed, nodding.

"thank you," you whispered, moaning softly.

"you'll never have to work again, okay? and I'll win you over, i promise. I'll take you out on dates, I'll buy you dinner," wanda got on her knees sliding your shorts down, looking at you in the eyes. "I'll do anything, for you."

you blushed again, nodding, "win me over," you moaned. wanda nodded, sliding your panties over and taking you in.

"such a good girl," she praised, licking you fully. you shook softly, tangling your hands into wanda's hair. her lips found your clit, sucking softly.

you let out another breathy moan, and another as two digits pushed into you. your hand flew everything off the desk, and you lied back. wanda could deal with it later, you decided.

she was quick to make you cum, cleaning your thighs and kissing them both. she got rid of her pants, revealing a large red strap on. you looked at wanda with shaky arms and legs, smiling at her.

she didn't bother to take her button up off, only her pants and boxers, before shuffling towards you. "can i make you mine?" wanda asked, kissing your palms. you smiled up at her.

"yes," you said again, kissing her deeply. wanda smiled, lining her strap up with your cunt, before softly making her way into you.

the strap was the biggest you've taken, so you were grateful for wanda's soft nature. she looked at you, searching for any sign of discomfort. when she didn't find any, she started to go faster.

your hands found her back, gripping her shoulders and scratching down her back, "faster, wanda," you pleaded.

wanda nodded quickly, making sure to pick up the pace, "anything for you, doll," wanda kissed her thumb. she grabbed your boobs, kissing them both before kissing your lips. "you're so pretty like this," wanda said, kissing you again.

"thank you," you moaned. wanda's hand found your clit, rubbing softly until you came around her strap.

when you finished, she pulled out and washed you up with a washcloth. she then put you back into your shorts, and then her own hoodie.

"gonna get you back home and run you a bath, kay? dont gotta worry about anything ever again. I'll take care of you."

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scrollonso · 29 days

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First Kiss (Race 6)

A strollonso AU where 18 year old rookie Lance Stroll falls helplessly in love with the notoriously mean world champion. (1.3k words, angst at first? idk, it gets fluffy) [@v3lnys @biancathecool] {I kept getting ideas while writing this so I stopped like 4 times to write another chapter}

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Lance made his way onto the paddock, his dad having driven him instead of Nico. After waking up in Fernandos bed after his DNF in San Marino he'd unintentionally avoided the Spaniard for the past week. He didn't remember much past him complaining about Coulthard, all he knew was he woke up in an unfamiliar hotel room with Fernando Alonso asleep peacefully beside him.

He looked gorgeous, obviously, his long hair slightly covering his eyes, chest rising and falling slightly as he breathed, he looked peaceful, Lance could've stayed and stared for hours if reality didn't hit him suddenly.

He was in bed with Fernando. Alcohol was out on a table a few feet away and he could tell he'd had too much to drink the night before, without thinking he collected his things and left as if he was some sex worker the world champion had taken back to his room the night before.

He'd managed to ignore all of the older mans texts, a part of him feeling bad and longing for him while another part was busy worrying about how badly he must've embarrassed himself.

After a week of putting it off there was no way to now, if Fernando didn't speak to him before Quali he most definitely would after.

He walked alone through the paddock, answering short questions here and there before he found a swarm of people who all called his name.

"Lance, Lance Stroll, How do you feel about what Red Bull and David Coulthard have had to say about you this past week?"

Lance thought for a second, wondering if it was a wise choice to answer the question, in the end he decided it couldn't hurt too much "I honestly couldn't care less, I don't care what Red Bull or Coulthard thinks about me, thank you" He nodded slightly before leaving, not having much more to say and not wanting to elaborate on the whole thing

Somehow he'd managed not to run into Fernando even as Quali came to an end, he was set to start the race in 11th, somehow stopping himself from checking where Fernando was starting from.

His luck didn't last long before he was greeted by the same voice as always

"Lancito, will you avoid me forever?" Fernando asked, Lance wasn't sure whether the Spaniard was joking or was truly hurt by what Lance was doing

"Sorry, I've been busy" He lied, not even turning around to look at Fernando

"What is wrong? Did I do something? I am not sure how to fix it if you do not tell me, mi sol" He spoke softly, just like he always did with lance, he entered the Racing Point garage, just trying to get closer to the Canadian, trying to get him to meet his eyes

"It's nothing, I'm just busy" Lance tried to convince Fernando, he wasn't very good at it

"Too busy to talk to me but before I was the only one you'd talk to" Fernando teased, trying anything to figure out what was wrong

Lance tried to hide his embarrassment as he finally looked at Fernando, the only thing he could think about was the morning after the Europen Grand Prix.

"Is this about last week?" Fernando guessed, Lance couldn't help but be slightly annoyed at how the older man was always right "All we did was drink, Lancito, you were upset so I thought you would like drinking alone, no?"

"Yeah, sorry, I- I don't know why I freaked out" He forced out a laugh, trying to make himself feel less awkward talking to Fernando for the first time in a week

"Is okay, Lancito, are you embarrassed because of what you said?"

"What I said?" He echoed, now he was embarrassed, what did he say for Fernando to bring it up so many days later

"About the crash, you were very upset, mi sol" Fernando didn't exactly lie but he knew that wasnt what he meant. If Lance really didn't remember what he had begged of Fernando than maybe he didn't mean it, Fernando was sure his emotions were just hightened.

"Oh" Lance laughed, feeling relieved after Fernando confirmed nothing else was talked about "I'm not embarrassed, I kinda feel like you"

Fernando smiled, patting the Canadians shoulder "Feels good, eh? Getting in a little trouble?"

The two continued talking, both felt as though a weight had been lifted of their shoulders except Fernandos was replaced with another. While he spoke to Lance as if nothing had happened he couldn't help but hear Lances words replaying in his head.

His eyes stayed glued to Lance as he rambled on, the Spaniard wondered if he really did need him, if he truly felt that way, or if it was just drunken words influenced by how he was feeling earlier that day.

The two spoke for a while longer, just catching up as if much had really happened in seven days.

Lance felt better walking into the paddock the next day, arriving with Nico again as if he hadn't spent the last week moping and ignoring everyone (besides his dad, it proved to be harder to ignore your dad-boss than your coworker-friends.)

"Let's hope coulthard keeps his distance today" Nico spoke, breaking the silence between the two

"God, the next time I hear his name I think I'm gonna explode." Lance whined, having been asked about him all week

"Cmon, you know no press is bad press" Nico added, reminding Lance of his dad

"Yeah, yeah. Let's just get ready" The two entered the garage, both almost going straight to their drivers room to get in their fireproofs and race suit

This week was better, David Coulthard qualified last so there was almost no chance in a collision with him, Lance was thankful.

Lance managed to overtake a few times in the race, going from 11th to 9th by the end but he knew it wasn't good enough, neither drivers securing points for the team.

He wasn't upset though, he decided to go to the podium for the first time after the race, excited for Fernando since he just won his home Grand Prix

Fernando looked gorgeous on top, practically beaming as the Spanish anthem played. Fernando was basking in it, the win, his home country, his fans supporting him so loudly with flags and signs, though none of it made him smile as bright as seeing Lance in the crowd below, the Canadians smile shining brighter than anyones.

He stood out, whether it was because Fernando couldn't help but search for him in every crowd or because of his bright pink suit, Fernando didn't care. All that mattered was that he was there, celebrating the Spaniards win as if he hadn't had a disappointing race.

Once he got off the podium he went straight to Lance, not letting him speak before trapping him in a tight hug, he wasn't sure why, he just wanted to.

"Good job, Nando" Lance laughed, hugging the Spaniard back

"Gracias" Fernando spoke into Lances shoulder, feeling as though the pair were on the people in the world. He wasn't sure why he was so happy knowing Lance came down to congratulate him, it just felt good, earlier in the week he was scared it would never be the same between the two because of the past week but he'd managed to save it perfectly, leading to the two in one anothers arms once again which was exactly what the pair wanted.

"You did good, great, amazing, seriously, you led 55 laps and just won your home Grand Prix, you're brilliant" Lance gushed, Fernando raising his head to look at the Canadian

"Is this how you feel when I come to you?" Fernando asked, a smile still plastered on his face, not able to imagine a better end to the race week.

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pav-ia · 4 months

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lol imagine being the nurse that handles pavia after he got injured during a suspicious fight.

cw :: gn reader , pavia is annoying

when he wakes up, his first thought is “where the hell am i?” a fucking hospital? he doesnt need a hospital. hes fine, hes a grown ass man and he misses his wolves dogs.

but as soon as he tries to move, he groans at the sharp pain in his side. looks down to see a gunshot wound on his side and frowns. that wasnt there before.

hes pouting angrily as he sits in bed all day, his piercings had been taken off and were set aside just out of arms reach and he had a heart monitor attached to him which made him cringe a little. he wasnt even close to death. what was the point in that??

when you step in to check up on him though..

“let me out.” he demanded as you walked in. you blinked in surprise that he was already awake.

“..no?”

“let me out.” he repeated.

“no.”

you expected more of a fight from the man who had his arms crossed, but he just pursed his lips and looked you up and down.

he didnt say anything else until you came back later in the day, carrying a tray of shitty hospital food. he looked grossed out from the runny mashed potatoes and the suspicious soup and the cold bread roll.

“dont you have anything else?” he demanded sassily. if he couldnt move then he may as well make the most out of his little stay.

“nope~ you get what you get.” you said in an equally sassy tone as she were currently sweeping the floor.

he cocked a brow at your tone, before he smirked. cute.

whenever you came in from that day on, hed have something new to complain about. “do you have socks?” “can i have a snack?” “my legs are sore.” “im bored.” and youd always meet his demands. it was your job, but he called for you a lot. sometimes he just wanted to talk to you, he would tell you about the stuff he saw from the tall window. eventually, he asked you to tell him about your day. having nothing better to do, you did.

conversations with him were surprisingly fluid. he had his own thoughts to add and he always brought up something interesting when it was his turn to talk. you caught yourself laughing at his poorly timed jokes, and he was occasionally insensitive but in a comedic way. although you would always hold back because it was mighty unprofessional to get too friendly with a patient.

you were pleased that he was healing. he got better but the better he got, the more complaints hed have. maybe he realized that he was gonna be able to leave soon so he always talked about how the lights were too bright- oh no, he might have twisted his ankle— hes struggling to breathe but only his favorite nurse is allowed to give him cpr ! shuts up immediately when youre about to call in your male coworker to administer cpr on him.

when he leaves, hes pouty and moody. he snaps at the other nurses, insisting that hes fine on his own. he doesnt need their help, hes a grown ass man.

your job is pretty boring for the next two days. two.

because on the third day, a man comes in with a gunshot wound in the leg.

that man is him, in case you were wondering.

hed grin, his cologne easy to smell when you first caught a glimpse of him being dragged away to the emergency room.

when the bullet was removed and he was stitched up, you were in charge of putting the man into a gown. they had cut his clothes off to get to the bullet, and as you picked up his shirt, your hands caught on a measly rose stuffed into the front pocket. his shirt smelled like his cologne too, and your nose wrinkled as you didnt even need to be close to smell it.

“miss me?” hed ask with a cheeky grin when he awoke and you were dusting the room.

sowwie for disappearing heres your monthly food

#%write #grown ass man btw #pavia reverse 1999 #pavia x reader #pavia reverse 1999 x reader #pavia #pavia x you #reverse 1999 #r1999 #r99 pavia #pavia fluff #reverse1999 x reader

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burnedwriter · 1 year

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A/n:hello everyone i hope you are having a wonderfull day/night! these are some fics that didnt make the cut to become full,and as always if there are any mistakes let me know!

warnings:fuck machine(dottore),mention of experimention(dottore),overstimulation(dottore),riding(tighnari),petnames(tighnari),masturbation(childe),degradation(scaramouche)

A/n:it happened again this is a reupload of the og fics,i feel like sb is reporting my work but i will never find out who it is so im stepping away from tumblr for awhile,all of my fics will be on ao3

A/n:im not responsible what people read,minors do not interact

Dottore

Strapped naked with your legs spread on the operation table as dottore was reading up the machine of his new experiment and as his assistant it was your duty to help him not that you had a choice.

He placed the machine between your legs, you asked him confused

''excuse me sir,can i ask what is this experiment is about?'' you said feeling anxiety build up inside your stomach since he didnt gave you any info about the machine

''no need to hurry dear,you will find out soon~''

feeling something cold poke your entranced you,you immediatly leaned down to look what it was

''what is thaaah~''before you could even finish your sentence,the object that was placed on top of the machine was inside of you,making you moan loudly as your walls parted.

Turning your head left and right trying to find the doctor,only to spot him sitting leaned back with his legs spread at the corner of the room with a controler on his hand.Pressing the button again the machine started moving in and out at of you slowly

''Aah~''you moaned in pleasure.

Turning your head at the doctor,a grin started to form at your reaction only to see him press it again making the pace of the machine go faster making your back arch in response as your body started feeling warm all over at the sensatiin

''hmph~c-can you m-make it go faster?''you asked him,getting impatient

Dottore let out a breathy laugh at your request

''eager i see arent we''

You heard yet another click and the speed of the machine picked up to a brutal one as it pumped in and out,moaning as you felt your mind going blank from the pleasure,digging your nails at the inside of your palm since you had nothing to grab on.

''i-i'm c-close''you spoke up so the doctor could hear you through the sound of the machine

Feeling yourself close to your climax,you came as your body shook violently against the restrains,your thighs started shaking from the overwhelming feeling of pleasure,as the machine continued to thrust into you,upon reaching your orgasm you expected Dottore to close the machine,you turned to look at him only to realize by his evil smile that he wasnt going to

''wait!,Aah~''your body jolt forward from the overstimulation,trying to close your legs only to be stop by stopped the restrains

''p-please t-too much~''you begged as tears started to form in your eyes and your breath becoming heavy

Getting up from his chair he walked over to you,now towering over you.

''brace yourself dear,its going to be a long night''

he purred as he rubbed the inner side of your thight with his hand.

tighnari

''are we going to stay here forever?''tighnari complained.

''im trying my best ok!!''you whined as you continued riding him.

Tighnari has done so many things for you inside and outside of the bedroom,and you wanted to show him how much he means to you.So you conviced that you are going to take control to show your apprecietion but that didnt go the way you planned it sadly.

''let me help you a bit''he signed and placed both of his hands on your hips as you placed yours on his chest for balance as he guided your hips to pick up the pace

''Ngh~tighnari~''you cried bouncing up and down on his cock

you felt yourself getting closer and closer to finishing as his cock was hitting your sweet spot over and over again

''im cumming''you moaned as tighnari's hands never left your hips and continued his frantic rythem

''then cum for me my little lotus''

childe/tartaglia

Due to his responsibilities as a harbinger,childe had to be away from you for month on end before he would come home to you,so he would always carry a picture of you with him.Though it was no ordinary picture of you together no no no it was a picture of you he took during one of your intercourses,of course he asked you if you were ok with him keeping it for his eyes only to see which you agreed upon.

Feeling the frustration of his work build up over the week,he took the photo out of his wallet and sat on a chair with his shirt unbuttoned and his legs spread with his pants lowered to his ankles, he started to palm himself through his underwear feeling himself getting hard ,wishing that it was your hand touching his cock instead of his.Looking at the picture his mind started to wander on the moment it was taken.

His breath hitched as he grew impatient from his own teasing,he pulled his cock out and started stroking himself at a slow pace

''Ah~fuck~'' he moaned to himself as he leaned back and closed his eyes

Remembering how your wet cunt would feel around around his cock,when he fucked you,pounding into you mercilessly as your moans feeled your shared bedroom,how would you begged him for more until you couldnt take it anymore.

''hmph~ah~''He continue to rolling his hips as he fucked his hand,picking up the speed into a faster one as he could feel himself getting closer and closer.

''Aah~c-cuming c-cuming"he cooed,putting a hand on his mouth to suppress his moans as he moved his hand up and down his cock before he threw his head back and finishing on his hand.

scaramouche

''you couldn't wait until my meeting was over you needy slut''scaramouche hissed through his teeth as he had you bent over his desk,savagly pounding into you.He was done with you teasing him during his meeting,you would do those fuck me eyes every time he turned his gaze at you,getting distracted by his thoughts from hearing his subordinates as he felt himself getting hard through his pants and doing his best to hide,wishing his meeting to end,so he could teach you a proper ''lesson'' for distracting him

''ngh~aah~''you moaned as you held on the desk for dear life,turning your knuckles white

''what happened too cock drunk to say anything slut''he teased never slowing down his pace

''scara-~''the only thing you coulld do is moan his name in response,your mind feeing cloudy from the pleasure

You feeling a sensation in your stomach growing stronger and stronger,as you feel your orgasm approching

''scara~i-i'm cumming''struggling to keep your voice low to not attract any unwanted attention from the people walking outside his office

''ah~then cum for me~''he commanded

upon reaching your climax,feeling that dizzying feeling of ectacy,you were left breathless on the desk,you felt scaramouche pull out and tucked himself back in his pants as he watched his cum dripping out of you and admired his work

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 9 months

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aita for getting into a screaming match with a neighbour after he harrassed me for months for being sick?

im gonna start this by saying i dont *think* im the asshole. i more just wanted to share this insane story and maybe get some other points of view on it.

i (22nb) got really sick back in april. like rush to a&e multiple times sick. i tested multiple times but it wasnt covid. it later turns out my cold-like symptoms and my horrendous cough were caused by allergies. it took about 3 months to finally dull it down and feel okay again. i take meds everyday and im still not 100% because the allergen (pollen) persists.

but in this 3-month period of me being sick we found we kept getting knocks on our door. it was our upstairs neighbour (approx 50m). the first time he knocked at 3 in the morning to complain about how my coughing was keeping him awake. he rambled through the door for like 15 minutes about my coughing and demanded we move our bed to the front room so he couldnt hear my coughing anymore.

i, having already been feeling guilty and anxious about being sick because my fiancé (27m) had to take care of me and i lost my job over the situation, decided i was gonna go for a walk. i was really upset and i wanted some fresh air (which at the time i thought would help).

the next morning, the neighbour came down again to inform us that we should keep sleeping in the front room until i recover because he slept so great that night. we informed him that we in fact did not sleep in the front room and i hadnt even been in the flat.

a few days go by and we get another knock at the door. its thankfully daytime and hes talking through the door again. hes demanding that we move into the front room because we are the ones causing the noise disturbance. (once again, i am very sick. paramedics were round at our house 2 days prior to look me over).

we say no to this and he says hes going to get our estate agent to resolve this because we, and i quote, "are being selfish".

a few more days pass and our estate agents inform us that theyre coming to do an inspection. naturally they get here and they want to know my fiancé and i's side of the story. we tell them im very sick and they are very understanding because the neighbour said as much when they put in the noise disturbance complaint. they tell us not to worry and theyll tell the neighbour that hes being silly.

two or three weeks go by and we hear nothing. until one day, whilst my fiancé is at work, he decides to harrass me personally because he knows im home alone. he demands to know exactly what im doing to fix this, tells me how its bothering our other neighbours (who had said nothing to us) and tells me its affecting his quality of life. (i was the one coughing so hard i was vomiting for about two weeks but his quality of life was the one inconvenienced???) in the end, he slinks off back upstairs like usual and i then ring the estate agents to complain about his continued harrassment.

this happens again another time when my fiancé and we start arguing through the door again. it was pretty much like the last few times.

but then, heres where we might be the assholes of the story. after weeks of repeated knocks and lengthy complaints and demands, he knocks again. it was 8am, my fiancé was still sleeping for work. my fiancé woke up to him complaining at me through the door again and lost it. this man was knocking to ask if it was okay to move back into his bedroom because the coughing seemed to have gone down. he wanted us to assure him that i wouldnt get sick again. we opened the door to him for the first time (after giving warning) and got into a screaming match with him. of course in the time it took between giving warning and opening the door, he had scurried upstairs and was yelling at us from there.

i think theres a possibility we are the assholes because the screaming match would have been heard by our downstairs neighbour who was not involved in this at all. we did write him a letter to apologise for this but i still feel kinda shitty about it.

i went back to the estate agents after and reported him again saying if they didnt deal with him, id look into taking legal action for harrassment. its been about a month now and weve heard nothing from him since.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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justallihere · 7 days

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i'm going insane bc i was away for the weekend and left my phone alone (god bless) and came back to a whole chapter PLUS love declaration PLUS forehead kiss ?? omg.....

Mira is not letting Xaden rest like ever, I do wonder what Violet told her while Xaden was prepping her bath tho.

“Not if it bothers you, they can’t,” said Xaden. “I’ll make sure they keep it away from you.”

oh he wants violet to be comfortable so baaaad he's the embodiment of "is the sun bothering you queen" and im so here for it.

i'm totally fine and sane over xaden washing violet's hair im not kicking my feet or anything and im definetely not crying over how soft they are and how much trust must violet have on him bc she's letting him touch her hair after it being threatned to be cut.

forehead touches are my faaaav so u can imagine how well fed i am after this chapter and for that i say thank you alli *dramatically bows*

Xaden not wanting her to feel like she wasnt love so he just declares himself to her had me weak, like it could've been this grand gesture but nothing between them has ever been planned or expected so he just winged it and it was perfectly what she needed. talk about soulmates !!

when u told us the declaration was gonna hurt i didnt have this imagined in my mind but im so glad it happened this way and not the way i thought it was gonna happen. it was so bittersweet !!

ALSO she def knows she loves him shes just not ready to admit it bc in no way in hell would she ask him to say after he declared himself if she didnt know she also felt something

also the way they first slept i know xaden neck was complaining

also violet reminded me of a cat who always try to get closer in their sleep. she just wants to cuddle !! and shes so real for that

Rhiannon is truly a bestie!! not her terrorrizing the love interest we love a ride or die bestie, even if sometimes she's unresonable

“You whisked her away before anyone could check on her.”

bestie there was not one single part of her that wasnt broken what was the man supposed to do *cries* but i do understand her stress

SLOANE MAIRI !!! not her calling the king of tyrrendor her brother i love that for her !! she's a princess so true. also i looove xaden and liam's talk it wasnt too cheesy bc tbh they dont operate like that but it was so genuine !!

can the guards chill !!

Garrick is just like me!! i too love gossip and will put my hands on it as soon as i can. but garrick its been like 12 hours wait a little longer or violet herself will call u out again. but also not garrick begging xaden no rule to country and he's just like "no <3" love that for him his wife just got back running a country is very far from his mind.

“Is that what you told her to do?” Rhiannon raised an eyebrow. “Get over it?” “No, but you’re not her, are you?”

He's so ??!!

the development of violet a few chapters ago being like "he didnt hold me while we slept bc there had been no excuses for it in Aretia" to now being like "im gonna curl into your arms so hard you'll never escape" and honestly good for them !!

anywayyyy i LOVED this chapter

lol a lot happened this weekend, welcome back!!!

Xaden’s literal one and only concern is Violet and her comfort, fuck everything else. I’m totally not fine and sane about the hair washing so I guess we balance each other out 🫶🏻

They are very much soulmates!! Xaden didn’t plan to fall in love with her, of course he didn’t plan some grand declaration of it either, we’re just going with what feels right. Violet is a grumpy little kitten yes you’re right

Rhiannon is stressed as hell, like give her best friend back RIORSON where is she

Garrick needs both gossip and for Xaden to do his job and he’s getting neither of those things! Too bad so sad!

Thank you!!!! 🩷

#storm in the quiet

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spacexseven · 2 years

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small world

this was really fun! i love skk dynamics theyre so <3 this is a bit chuuya heavy bc of my Very Big crush on him :> i tried to keep their relationship here as vague as possible bc i wasnt sure if the requester wanted them to be involved w e/o as well, so its open to interpretation :D

request from anon: y! chuuya + dazai working together to get their gn! darling

cw: stalking, tracking devices, breaking in and bugging apartment, mentions of kidnapping but it doesn't happen here, manipulative behavior

“dazai,” despite the wind whipping past chuuya as he raced down the empty street on his bike, dazai could hear the venom in his voice loud and clear, “are you sure they’ll be there?”

he doesn’t bother with a helmet, or any sort of safety gear. he has one with him, just in case, but he's never needed it, not when he has the familiar red glow of his ability and his agile reflexes.

“chuuya,” dazai whines—he whines, as if he’s a child instead of a grown man actively tracking an unsuspecting victim while in said victim's apartment, "don't you trust me?"

he can picture the scowl on chuuya’s face, even though dazai can’t see him. chuuya is predictable like that, but dazai doesn't mind. it makes riling him up more fun. while waiting for a response, dazai busies himself with fixing the second unnoticeable camera. so far, so good—he had placed it so well that it practically blended in with the walls and ridges, even he wasn't sure that he'd spot it if he wasn't actively looking for the camera.

“no,” chuuya spits out, “if this is a set-up like last time, i'll kill you, bastard."

dazai smiles faintly, a mischievous, knowing, smile, his eyes momentarily drifting away, following the blinking dot on the screen, “you can always try.”

chuuya makes a noise similar to a snarl, but it’s muffled by the furious howling of the wind. neither of them say anything after that, not even when chuuya begins to slow down his borderline reckless driving, coming to a stop near the corner of a deserted street. the street lamps begin to flicker ominously—a silent warning, but nobody heeds it.

he walks away from his motorcycle, glancing back at it once with a little sigh before he melts into the shadows and creeps over the unkempt pavement. he’s disgusted by how dirty the place is, abandoned shop lots with broken windows and peeling paint, overflowing trash cans with suspiciously colored things starting to grow on top, and the garishly graffitied walls. what on earth were you doing in a place like this?

“they seem to have wandered off,” dazai’s voice floods his earpiece, as though the other had read his mind, “couldn’t sleep again, i suppose?”

that wasn’t anything new, but coming this far away from your place? he loathes how unwary you could be, but if it weren’t for that, he might not have so many 'random' opportunities to bump into you and charm you as a mysterious, fleeting stranger; your own guardian angel, coming to guide you back home and send you off safely. chuuya unconsciously clenches his fists. as much as he scorns dazai sometimes, he really is grateful for his help—without his plan to plant a few inconspicuous little tracking devices, how could they have been there to protect you?

“they’re close by,” dazai continues, “go on, now.”

chuuya had asked dazai before why it was always him who was sent prowling the streets for your wandering figure. he couldn’t exactly complain about it, after all, any opportunity with you was a blessing, but wasn’t it unfair? dazai would never give himself a disadvantageous position, so there had to be something else he was planning. he already knew dazai was slowly worming—sly, scheming bastard that he was—his way into your life, showing up to where you worked often enough that you were familiar with his face, but not exactly friendly with each other. he's racked his mind countless times over the question before, but each answer he came up with didn't satisfy him. dazai's own answer wasn't very helpful either,

"so, you know," he had said, causally sipping on his drink, "if anything goes wrong i could easily blame you and run over to charm them off their feet."

at seeing chuuya's seething expression, he grinned, "i'm kidding! you're just, more likable than me. if i saw you in the middle of an abandoned road at night, i totally wouldn't suspect you of anything bad! you're too short to be threatening, and, too pretty."

chuuya stopped questioning dazai's motives after that. whatever it was, he had promised they would get to share you, and that was enough for him.

chuuya glances around, looking for a figure he had ingrained into his memory by now, but to no avail. before he could ask dazai anything, a voice cuts through the tranquil silence, causing him to tense up.

"chuuya?"

he turns around to see you, eyes shining with relief even in the darkness, the warm smile on your bitten lips filling his heart up with joy again. he quickly relaxes his posture, trying to look as casual as possible, and nonchalantly raises a hand back to you.

"hey," he tucks his hand back into his pocket, "what brings you out here? thought you had given up your nightly sightseeing?"

after a particularly spooky experience the last time he saw you out (thanks to dazai's thorough planning), you had shakenly told him you'd never go out during the early hours again. he thought you'd make good on your promise too, and that was partially why he was so worried when dazai had called him an hour ago, ushering him to your location. regardless, the situation turned out to be a blessing in disguise, providing the perfect chance for dazai to sneak in and work on some things while you were occupied with chuuya.

"yeah, well," you exhale, rocking back and forth. were you nervous around him? "i was hungry, and there's this place near my apartment so i was sure i could get there, but," you hesitate, "i must have gotten lost. what about you?"

chuuya lazily gestures to the vandalized walls behind him, "i came to watch out for whoever's been doing this. it's been going on for a couple of days now, and i'm sick of getting it repainted."

you nod, assessing the damage for yourself. it wasn't really a lie, this area was actually part of the port mafia's turf, and there had been someone trashing the walls despite how many times they painted over it. you didn't know what he worked as, of course not, but you had never really asked him either. he was glad for it because he didn't want to lie to you more than he already had. dazai had told him to be careful about revealing his identity too in case it ended up scaring you away. they couldn't have that, after all the careful observations and risky ventures to get to this point, close enough to know where you would be but careful enough to make sure you never suspected anything. it would be a terrible waste if things went south and they'd just lock you up immediately. initially, that had been the plan, but dazai decided that this approach, albeit rather slow, would be more effective.

chuuya watches you worry at your bottom lip, looking anywhere but at him. dazai's voice, in his ear, is urging him on to offer to bring you home. he's seriously considering it too, but before he can say anything, you surprise him by speaking first.

"have you had anything to eat yet?"

he blinks, processing your sudden question. dazai is hissing at him to say no, but he can't seem to hear, or comprehend anything that isn't the sight of you with your back to the bright moon. he thinks the light behind you makes you look like you were glowing, a sort of halo—fitting for an angel like you.

"chuuya?" he's brought back to reality, quickly assuring you that no, he hadn't, and actually, he was going to go get something to eat just now.

you smile at him, a little shyly, and—"in that case, do you want to get something to eat together? i'll let you pick!"—and chuuya is once again, mesmerized.

he can faintly make out the noises of dazai cheering, but can't find it in himself to tell him to quiet down, not when his own heart was pounding louder than ever before. he knows he must look a fool, eyes wide and unable to form a cohesive reply to such a simple suggestion, but he can't help himself. you've always had that effect on him, since the first time he laid his eyes on you.

"sounds good," he finally says.

"awe," dazai croons in his ear, "they're going to get on the bike with you, chuuya!" by now, he has become rather good at blocking out dazai's voice. he's already flustered enough as it is, and the unnecessary commentary wasn't really helping him stay calm.

he gestures to his bike and brings out the helmet he's never used, internally thanking dazai for his insistence that he should keep one with him. you make your way over to him, glancing over the crude drawings on the wall. his hands tremble with excitement, and he can already feel himself get feverish with exhilaration while he carefully slips the helmet on you, despite your feeble protests that you could do it yourself. when you climb on behind him, he can feel his face get so red, about to explode just like his delirious, uncontrollable heart.

"bring them to our usual place," dazai advises him, "i'll be there."

that was....a great idea, really. a convenient way to introduce you to the knowledge that dazai and chuuya were familiar with each other. chuuya went much slower than he usually would to not startle you, and to give dazai some time to get there before he did, but he couldn't help but imagine how it would feel to have your arms wrapped tight around him as he raced down the street.

fortunately, he makes it to the designated place without losing himself to his delightful fantasies. from outside of the modest restaurant, he can see dazai already seated at a table near the back. if you're surprised that such an ordinary-looking place was open at this time of the night, you don't show it, merely waiting for him to guide you. he likes this feeling, it was almost as though you were already dating, this simple but intimate action of taking off the helmet for you and brushing back your hair. maybe he's being too forward, but you don't protest, just looking at him with that soft smile of yours that sends his heart and mind into a frenzy. you don't look worried, but maybe if you knew just how deep his—and dazai's—affections ran for you, you would have been.

he guides you inside, not even acknowledging the staff. they, too, knew better than to interrupt chuuya, seeing who he was heading towards. you've unconsciously moved closer to him, and it makes his heart swell with pride. you felt safe with him, didn't you?

from across the room, a tall figure stands up, waving in your direction. you stare at him, trying to figure out where you've seen him before. those bandages, that hairstyle...it was all too familiar, but you couldn't place your finger on it.

"chuuya!" the person cries out, "i didn't think i'd see you out here so late!"

chuuya only walks over to the person, bringing you along, "we came to get something to eat," he explains, and turns to you "this is dazai, a good friend of mine."

he's not used to the lack of bickering between him and dazai, despite them only greeting each other, but knows you might be a little overwhelmed if you saw them go at each other's throat, even if there was no real malice behind it. to ease you in, they had a silent agreement to be on their best behavior.

"chuuya's mentioned you before, but i didn't think i'd get to meet you so soon," dazai says, then he pauses for a moment, scrutinizing you closely, "hm? wait, have we met before?"

there's a long pause, before your eyes light up and you visibly perk up, "you've stopped by the place i work at before," you say, "i think there's where i recognized you from."

chuuya straightens up immediately, "you mean, they're the reason you keep going back to that place?"

dazai has to make a conscious effort to hold himself back at your flustered expression, delighted by the reaction that chuuya's lie prompted. how were you so effortlessly perfect?

"he doesn't bother you, does he?" chuuya leans over, ignoring dazai's exaggerated gasp, "i know he can be a little obnoxious at times."

"no, not at all," you shake your head, "he's really nice, and tips well."

dazai preens at your words, looking rather smug. chuuya only eyes him suspiciously while someone walks over to take their order.

"so, do you two often meet up so late?"

"i can't sleep sometimes," you explain, "so i just like to walk outside but i tend to get lost. funnily enough, i manage to run into chuuya each time!"

dazai feigns a look of worry, "but that really can't be safe? i don't mean to overstep, but this is yokohama, and...."

you nod, "i've been pretty lucky that i keep running into chuuya, and i'm safe with him," you don't notice the looks they share between themselves.

"very lucky," dazai echoes, "considering how you don't even have his number, and just keep meeting him coincidentally."

chuuya has a good understanding of what dazai was trying to do, but he's not sure if you'll fall for the bait. when you don't actually say anything, opting to reach over for your drink that just got placed, he can't help but feel disappointed. things were moving awfully slow, slower than he had expected.

you and dazai continue to make small conversation, meaningless things that the other man already knew, but chuuya finds it a little amusing that you had no idea how dazai was in your apartment the moment you left it, and he had definitely looked through your things. still, chuuya takes a note of the things you say anyway, grateful for any sliver of information you grace him with. if it's about you, he wants to know everything.

when it's finally time to go, you follow chuuya out. it's almost like a routine by now for him to drop you off, and he desperately craves the domesticity the action brings him. he's done this so often that the drive back to your home feels like second nature, not even having to think about the directions. while he knows dazai is meticulous in his work, he can't help but wonder if you'd find what he had done to your place.

when he comes to a stop outside your building, he already finds himself already beginning to miss you. how much longer does he have to wait until he can have this all the time? as you begin to walk away, his heart feels heavier. at least back home he can see the results of dazai's task today, even if he can't see you there in person.

"chuuya," you stop his racing thoughts, "do you mind giving me your number?" he must have made his shock obvious because you rush to explain yourself—not that you needed to. he would gladly give you anything you asked for, "i was thinking about what dazai said earlier, and it would be nice, i think."

he takes your phone from your outstretched hand wordlessly, typing his number with quivering fingers. when you thank him and pull him into a close embrace, chuuya is frozen in place. he tries desperately to burn this moment into his mind forever, hoping to forever remember the emotions stirring up in him and the feel of your arms around him.

on his way back, dazai is back to happily chatting away in his ear, telling chuuya that he wouldn't believe what you were up to after you got back. chuuya only smiles. the wait was truly worth it.

#yandere bsd #bsd x reader #yandere bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere chuuya x reader #yandere dazai #yandere soukoku #soukoku x reader #yandere bungo stray dogs #yandere bungou stray dogs #bsd #yandere x reader #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd 🐟#fic 🐟#dazai 🐟#chuuya 🐟#req 🐟

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izanori · 1 year

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9 more testament-related yonkoma coming right up! the previous 8 can be found here

how to read yonkoma + translation notes + etc under the cut ^^

How to Read Yonkoma/4-koma (<- means "4 panels"):

short answer:

long answer: here

Translation Notes:

lil hanamaru: was titled Hanamaru-kun in the original text. a hanamaru is a flower drawn on japanese kids' schoolwork when they do a good job, like a gold star. since the comic shows the flower very obviously here, i couldnt lie to you all and title it Lil' Gold Star, and i think we have no other flower-related equivalent to this, so ive decided to use this as an opportunity to teach those who dont know this little japanese culture fact. feel free to google what a hanamaru looks like!

among us: this was titled Infiltration in the original text. because im quirky, i changed it to Among Us. when people complain about translators adding in stuff that didnt exist in the original text, this is exactly what theyre talking about. im so sorry. i have to reference amogus every chance i get (fwiw: i can do this because its just comedy. i wouldnt randomly add funny references during more serious scenes)

how about a bout: original title was something like "You're Fighting!?" but uhhhh. okay, i dont even know why i changed the title of this one 😂 i think at the time i couldnt think of a way to translate the title, so i came up with something punny and related to the subject matter. just now as i reread the original text i understood it, but i like my pun better than the original and dont feel like going back and changing it. do you forgive me? 😿

memory over the material: in the very first panel, testament says in the original text something like "you can't erase me physically or any other way." because this is all comedy, i added a reference most tumblr users should get to add to the mood.

i think thats about it! tldr, i think im funny and sacrificed direct translation for comedic effect when i felt like it. common industry practice, really. i wouldnt be so loose when translating if this wasnt all comedy!

i wanted to add that if you want to follow me to see when i next share a translation, you should follow @cicistash instead of this blog. ill put all translations there... and art in the future, but ill tag the art so you can filter it out.

thank you so much for reading my translations! im sorry for the long wait between the first one and this! i hope the next one comes much faster. and sorry if it looks ugly, of course, im new to editing scans and such

#guilty gear #testament guilty gear #testament gg #cici

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that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main · 1 year

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Being Thor's best friend + Týr's Fiance part 2

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Reader: female | Thor x sister-in-law Reader (Platonic)| Týr x reader (romantic eventually)

Notes: you guys liked the last one so heres the second part!, Freyr also comes in! So cool! Also týr heavy, not much thor this time! Sorry

Warnings: bitchy moms bitchy moms oh so bitch moms

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If you fully honest

You didnt remember what happened when you woke up the next day in bed with you sketch book and a few pages spewed on the bed with yourself and a pencil

You felt a large hand, an unfamiliar large hand fall on your shoulder as you stay fake sleeping, a blanket being brought further up your body as your hair was swipped back for comfort and that was all.

You hadnt even been changed out your outfit of last night.

You sat up

"I did not wish to wake you." Týr spoke, Y/n's sketch book in his hand, setting it on the desk.

"Oh...thank you." Y/n spoke softly.

"You are tired still. I would be as well." Týr chuckled, "we had quiet the night."

Y/n was silent looking around, "You take your work very seriously."

Y/n nodded, oh, drilling another project she supposed, picking up one of the left over sketches some quick, other's well consumed on time.

"Ah....I was having trouble with the beard..." Y/n responded looking over the sketch, "I uh. Was never too good at draw braids."

"I had heard of your work prior, I am certainly impressed."

Y/n nodded, "thank you. Its an ever-growing skill."

Y/n looked at the other pages casually, he watching her intently.

"Uh...yes?" Y/n asked nervously.

"Oh. Breakfast?"

"Uh. Sure..." Y/n responded.

He had brought you breakfast in bed

Thats awfully nice

"Do you enjoy it?"

"Yes. Its good." Y/n spoke, "did you make it?"

He made it indeed.

Still you feel akward eating lunch with this man.

Its a rough start, the trying to get to know you part

He figures, once he starts getting you to talk, you wont be able to stop

Its true in a way, you enjoyed talking about your pass time, and he enjoyed listening.

But besides that you didnt open up much.

"You and Thor are good friends."

"Since we were kids."

"It's nice then. To return after your long journey to friends."

Y/n looked down into her bowl, "I was on a journey. Is that what they told?"

"You're own mother-"

"She's just as bad as your father." Y/n complained, "Both compulsive liars."

"Misery is good company they say."

That caused her to chuckle, he wasnt wrong.

He likes your smile, and you enjoy his witty humor.

You could atleast be friends it seemed like, he's kind, and carring. Good sense of humor.

Also he wasnt like your mother so big plus

Deep deep deep down, you know that you could of become friends with Týr on your own if you werent forced to marry him.

You guys kinda are forced to spend the day together

You both do try and see the postive, but the postive would you not having to wear a dress, so you didnt and came out looking like a bad ass bitch.

So you spend your day together, mostly walking, and sitting, and talking.

Until kids run up to you

"You bested Thor!" One cheered, "me and my sister are gonna be Valkyires! We wanna be like you!"

"Yeah you were so cool!"

"The first male Valkyire?" Y/n asked.

"Yeah!" They cheered, "The Valkyire twins!"

Y/n chuckled, "Well. I am no Valkyire. But. I know a few. And Im sure one day you'll both best the best."

"Come on! Lets go tell mom!"

And they ran off together with happy goodbyes.

Cute. Kids are cute, sometimes

"You're good with them."

"Kids?" Y/n asked, "truth me told I still think Im one myself"

He likes that your comfortable

And you both contuine your talking

It doesn't last long, a charge of kids come at you

"Can boys really be Valkyires!?"

"I wanna be a Valkyire!"

"Me too!"

"Lets battle!"

"Yeah! Come on! If we beat you! We're sure to be Valkyires!"

Oh what have you done

Týr's laughing as a group of kids gang up on you

You have no choice but the crumble

They've resorted to tickling you now

But you wont let them win and chase them causing them to laugh and run.

He thinks it's really an eye opener to see how you are

Plus he thinks its really cute you with kids

Though he doesn't feel like its his place to ask your opinion on kids

Luckily you go through most of the walk without intruption

His talks of peace and all, really intrest you, he knows peace can brought on even without war.

You wish nothing but to agree with him, but you know how cruel people can be, he knows but still sees the postivey in them all.

You suppose no one wants to see there parents in that light, even the worst of them.

Changing the subject he ask what you'd like to do.

Your tempted to say drinking contest.

But end up saying drawing.

He'll admit he's not the best artist, but would love to contuine to spend the time with you

He's expecting a table, just drawing whatever you remember.

Not well. The adventure that comes with it

Climbing on the sea side cliffs, a dangerous but exilerating adventure.

Sure your both shuffling along but soon your jump from one cliff to another and he's worried you'll fall.

He soon learns this isnt your first rodeo, nor second. It's like you were born into this.

"Here we are," y/n spoke, hoping down onto the pebbly beach, "our subject matter and dinner."

Its a two in onw for sure, catching fish and drawing, intresting idea but for sure something he wouldnt mind doing again.

So you both sit together throughout the sunset and until the night takes over.

It wasnt so bad spending time with one another

You best be sure ya'll spendt the night on that beach.

The next morning you woke up on the beach, warm, and happily swaddled in large arms.

Tempted to go back to bed and temptation wins

You simply roll over and go back to sleep.

You wake up later in a bed.

How much later on you don't know, but you wake up alone and covered in thick blankets.

Sitting up you get out off bed, you're chlothes have been changed.

Your hair braided back for comfort

"You're up."

"Freya?"

She came over with a pot in hand, setting it on the bedside.

"Týr explained to me you were cold to the touch, he was afraid of any sickness." She explained, "thats what happens when you spend your night on a beach shoeless. Do you feel ill?"

"Oh. Uh. No. Im fine." Y/n told, "thank you."

She nodded, "drink this. For security."

Freya poured Y/n a cup, she thankful and took it.

"How are you two getting along?"

"We're fine....I still dont think of him as..."

"A partner?"

Y/n nodded, "Suppose I am selfish-"

"Its arranged. It's normal to feel such a way. With your conditions especially."

You were quiet as you drank your tea. So Freya knew about what happened to you...

She talks to you a bit more about Týr mostly, and you answer the best you could

Your little "date" with him yesterday didnt go bad after all

"He cares very much about you already. He finds you liberating."

"Whats that suppose to mean?"

"You dont find too many Aesir with hearts tainted that still hold true to there holder."

With that she leaves you, and Thor is walking in.

"I heard a colds the one kick your arse."

"Oh please." Y/n complained, "Come for another ass beatin then?"

"Can't I check on ny friend?"

Y/n shook her head playfully, drinking her tea looking out the nearby window.

"Its good to have you back."

Y/n looked his way, "its nice to be back. Within reason. Cant stand to look at your father or my mothers face for two fuckin seconds."

He laughs at that, and so do you

Its the truth in full honesty.

You cant balme him. Its fucking funny

Yet its all cut short when your mother walks in.

You manage to shoo thor away, as she closes the door behind him.

"Daughter."

She received silence, "Have you slept with him child?"

Y/n sipped her tea.

"Have you fucked thor."

"How the fuck am i suppose to sleep with Thor?" Y/n argued, "He's my friend-"

"What does your husband think about this-"

"He likes my fun." Y/n growled, "and he's not my husband."

"He will be within days time."

"Dont you dare mock me. What are you? Five?"

"Oh please a five year old has more balls and intergerity than you'll ever have." Y/n argued.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes, leaving Y/n to her own devices.

Gladly you were by yourself, with your sketch book on the bed side.

You grab it and look through it looking through yesterday sketches.

The pebble beach was the peice of the day, and some pages included small things you found along the way, a small crab, some seaweed, the fire you two had made

And you had even tried sketching Týr a few times, small portraits

Final you decide to get out of bed and get dressed.

You make your way around, finding Týr talking with Sif.

"I'll leave you to it then."

"Sif hey."

"Y/n." She smiled with a quick bow of the head in acknowledgement, "I'll leave you to be."

Y/n watched her leave, "I am glad you are feeling better.

She looked up at Týr and smiled small, "just cold feet it all. You two talking bout smart people stuff?"

"Uh. A book." He responded.

"Which one?"y/n asked trying to make conversation, "Im assuming there is no war in it?"

It went silent, she confused and raised an eyebrow, "you good?"

"I apologize for lying to you." He started.

"Huh?"

"I was rather asking how to woo you. You seem great friends with Thor, I suppose me and Sif are much more alike in that aspect of partner ship."

Y/n laughed it a cute sentiment: "very thoughtful of you. You want...an opinion? I would consider myself an expert."

"Very much I would."

"be yourself." Y/n smiled softly up at him, " but dont be afraid to ak me the hard questions. I can take em."

He chuckled, a smooth lightheared sound, "then may I ask: would we have been lovers on a diffrent path? One that is not arranged."

Y/n hummed, "i suppose blunt honesty is how I woo you?"

"Most certainly," he smiled, his fingeds coming up to tilt her chin up.

Despite his large form he was soft, and careful, and his touch could make anyone melt.

"I don't know." Y/n answered finally, "Truth be told Im surpised we even get along on the path we're currently on."

"And why do you say that?"

"I did beat your brothers ass at the accounment dinner."

Týr chuckled once more, "I believe that is what started our friendship."

You could only smile at him.

Then realized what the fuck was happening: your sharing your feelings, your open, your melting at a simple chin lift.

Your....developing a crush kinda sort off...

Oh fuck no

So you pull away, telling him you should...go...and well do something

You dont exactly know what your doing but your running away basically

To do what? To hide from your feelings

Top ten places to hide is the wheat farms especially when there ready to be harvested and its all tall.

Soon enough who you thought was Freya comes along with a baby dragon.

"Looks like we have a guest. Y/n? Right?"

"Yeah?"

"Im Freyr. Freyas brother."

"Oh. Nice to meet you."

He took a seat without a care, commented on the sky and got to chatting right away, the baby dragon coming into your lap to play

"Ready for the big day?"

"No."

"Eh. No one ever is."

"I dont want to marry him." Y/n complained, "not now."

"Well then dont." Freyr spoke, "its that easy isnt it?"

"Unfortunately not." Y/n responded.

"Well why not?" He asked, she shrugged.

"Just. Isnt..."

"But you do wanna marry him?"

"Well. No."

"You said not now."

"I can see why Freya is the one that does all the talking,"

"Ooo, ouch." He hissed, "Someone got a little defensive."

"Is there a point? To your madness?"

"Theres always a point to madness is there not? Madness is what makes the world move forward."

"You are confusing."

"Thanks." He smiled settling down in the wheat, his body relaxed with the sun casting down on him, "lay back would you? Your blocking the sun."

Y/n sighed and scooted over allowing the sun to hit him, she just stared at him.

"You gonna ask me a question? Or ya gonna sit there and stare? I know Im beautiful."

Y/n sighed, "what happens if I do love him? I do marry him? My mother wins..."

"Ah yes. I hate her just as much as you do."

"You do?"

"Mhm. My sister and her got into it. While back." Freyr explained, "she hurt her is all I can say. Nasty blow out really."

"So I let her win?"

"From what I know of her she likes control, your out here. Sitting in a feild with another man. And a dragon." Freyr explained turning on his side, "has Týr expressed anything he likes about you to you? I know he has to Freya. Its yap yap yap since the moment he saw you. Yap Y/n Yap Y/n. Did you know Y/n draws? Yap yap yap. Just like that."

Y/n chuckled, the baby dragon gumming on her hand: "I suppose he does like that Im me...without my mother."

"Hm." Freyr hummed, "your mothers miserable anyways. Fuck it, do what you want. What makes you happy."

Y/n hummed in thought, "cheese sounds like it, it would make me happy right now."

Freyr looked at her, "that does sound good."

And thats how you became friends with Freyer, eating cheese outside the meed hall.

Your laughing with him, talking about things: life

Hes talking about his home realm, the beauty of it even inviting you to come

"Hey maybe you'll come on Honeymoon"

"Oh please."

You guys talk until night has long ago fallen.

So late that you hand over the dragon to him because it fell asleep when you part diffrent ways.

You return back to your room being quiet as possible, your sure everyones asleep at this hour.

Týr had fallen asleep with a book in your shared bed

You were quick to change into your bedware, quietly at that too, doesnt help you tripped over your own shoes

You grabbed the book from the bed and marked it for him putting it off to the side as he had many times for her.

Then carefully climbed over him, to find yourself a spot beside him before falling asleep.

#x reader #gow:ragnarok x reader #gow: ragnarok #gow tyr #gow thor #gow x reader #gow headcanons #týr #týr x reader #god of war: ragnarok #god of war: ragnarok x reader #god of war: ragnarok headcanons #platonic thor

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olderthannetfic · 4 months

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Re: https://www.tumblr.com/olderthannetfic/738859016693874688/why-do-some-popular-things-have-such-small & the person who replied to it in Another ask about Slay The Princess --

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Even though the canon movies have a lot of problems, ive been luckiy enough to see the Fandom do what its always done best -- ive met wonderful people and Incredible artists while the life experience + background knowledge who can flesh out the areas of the concept that JamCam has yet to delve into, for whatever reasons he claims to have, and ive And others have felt moved enough by it all to start writing our Own incredibly self indulgent and sincere stories, within the same framework! Bc good lord it really is a sandbox. The moment you start diving into all the Implications of Avatar's universe, how the RDA is run, how Eywa works, etc etc etc.... jesus. ive lost so many hours of sleep reading real academic papers on Actual xenobiology (yes its a real thing, it both is And isnt what you think it is) for these movies, its nuts.

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homeofhousechickens · 1 year

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Sometimes a chicken isnt a good fit for being a house chicken! It really depends on the bird. This is about a Polish named Karen who i rehomed quite quickly after acquiring her. Rehoming is sometimes a taboo subject in some places but really that decision is almost always made with the animals best interest at heart and that also goes for this bird below. So if your someone who may need to rehome breeding birds (or perhaps a pet when circumstances change) maybe this positive story can ease some anxiety and give you a good template for how it should go.

Karen came to me in 2019 to retire here as a house chicken since she had slowed down laying for her breeder and he no longer wanted Polish. She was a good hen to him and he wanted her to go somewhere where she would be pampered and taken care of so she went to me especially since at the time my silkie (also from the same breeder) wasnt integrating with my other birds. I wanted to get him a familiar friend so Karen was the best option. Despite being raised as a confined bird who was raised in a building Karen was very stressed living in the house. She would stay very still in one place or she would constantly make very upset noises that were very loud and sounded like a kookaburra. The other birds accepted her gladly but she was uncomfortable around them and did not adjust well to a house chicken lifestyle. I knew she wasnt enjoying what was supposed to be her peaceful retirement so i reached out to a friend who has a very well taken care of flock and arranged for him to take her in. This person had bought birds from me before and was very kind and gentle. They were known for taking in special needs birds and didnt mind older laying hens so when he saw her he was very happy about taking her in. I really like this family as they spoil their birds and have a lot of outdoor space for their free ranging flock At her new place Karen was very nervous at first since not only had she been moved twice but i also gave her a "haircut" so she could see better which could be quite different then her typical obscured vision. Eventually though she warmed up to her new place and now she is high in the pecking order and going on 8-9 years now which is an old age for a Polish. She likes to boss everyone around and loves to complain when the weather doesnt suit her which delights and amuses her owners. To this day Karen is a happy girl who is enjoying her perfect retirement and is a great example on how rehoming can be the best decision for a bird. Below you can see her upset protests that were much louder in person and very grating on the ears

When she got to her new home she followed their dog around for a bit and even came inside

She even got to learn the "joys" of being rained on (she did not enjoy it and as you can see she went indoors lol)

Eventually she established herself and is a very happy

And when i rehomed Nebby and Baby bird i knew who would be the perfect home for them and Karen welcomed them gladly <3 I am so thankful Karen welcomed them so kindly as chickens can be quite mean to new flock members.

#Karen #chicken #polish #rehoming #happy ending

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Hello :3

I finaly found the motivation to do something, my Apologies for not posting anything in such a long whileee.

instead of getting isekai'd into sagau, why not, instead, getting isekai'd to a fan-fiction you read the night before?

Warnings: yandere? Obsessive behavior.

You felt an arm stirring you awake. "Y/n, wake up, your brother has to leave early and he asked me to wake you up". Diluc? From the game? It took your brain a good minute to realize, you were in the game, Genshin impact. But wait... This aint sagau, if it was, you wouldnt be in the Dawn winery... This reminded you of a fan-fiction you read yesterday night, but surely not... You thought before jumping out of bed to get dressed.

Ah finaly your here! Your eyes lit up with seeing diluc in the living room. You jumped down the stairs only to get scolded by diluc. Hey dont do that you might actually hurt yourself. Like you cared? But since you were his sister, that means free hugs righttttt? Ye sure it does. So you put your arms around him and so trapped him in your embrace. "Have a safe trip brother" :D Truly he didn't understand but still hugged you back.

The time was slowly ticking. 12:30 the time said. You sneaked out of the Dawn winery with ease. Today you had agreed to meet your lover at windrise.

Ah windblume your here early! Im not complaining tho! You looked up to see venti sitting at one of the branches of the tree. You pinched yourself to see if you werent dreaming. You were really here, YOU FINALY DID IT! All the people whom you once yearned to meet finaly are infront of you. "I cant believe it..." you muttered under your breath. He kissed you on your cheek and handed you an apple. You raised an eyebrow. Oh! i bought us some apples!

When you guys finished your apples, you went on a little walk. so how has work been? "Eh it was okay, just the usual" he laughed. Ofcourse. He smiled at you. "Well how was ur day?" Oh i had a performance in a restaurant! It doesnt suprise me that they hired me, i mean who wouldnt want to hire the best bard in Mondstadt huh? You laughed. It was so nice, walking next to him through the grass field.

He suddenly grabbed your bag and launched himself up into the air. Your eyes widened seeing a person flying in the fcking air. "VENTI GIVE IT BAAACKKK" he smirked at you. Then come get it windblume~

You spent about 10 minutes throwing anything you could find at him untill he came down and handed you your stuff back.

You guys bad eachother goodbye and you went home again. It took you a while to realize diluc wasnt home, and took some time to think about all that had happened... You were in a fan-fiction that you read... It was mostly peaceful, right..? Yes... But what about your life back in your own world..? You got a bit sad, thinking you'd never see them again.

A maid came up to you, and started saying something you couldnt understand, and suddenly, you were back in your bed. You were shocked. Was it all a dream..? Or did that maid get you back home..? You looked around, only to see a pair of green eyes staring back at you. Ah... I wished you'd stay longer... But thats okay, my love~ we will just have to meet another time soon~ just one thing... You're mine, mine only... If anyone even dares to touch you... Well... Then they will have to face the wrath of a god... And you... Dont think you can escape from me, my dearest windblume...

with that, venti dissapears, just like he did when we first saw him in the game...

#venti #venti x reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #yandere venti

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