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rileyslibrary · 5 months

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Ghost helps Riot decorate the Christmas tree at the base.

Fluff. A gift for my friend, @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot with her OC, Christine “Riot” Vega. (Awesome render here!)

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“It’s too tall.”

“Or, maybe you’re too short.”

Riot shifts her gaze from the Christmas tree to Ghost. He doesn’t regard her back, yet she knows there’s a smile underneath that mask—one of those triumphant, snarky, arrogant, ‘i-got-her-again’ grins.

“Behave, Lieutenant,” she warns. “I’m 1.70, in case you didn’t read my file.”

“Congratulations to the whole 1.70 of you,” he replies and playfully pats her head. “With or without the shoes?”

Riot rolls her eyes and swats his hand away. “Can you just get me the ornament boxes from the warehouse?” She asks.

“You have to be more specific, love,” He says. “The warehouse is a two thousand square meter void filled with cardboard boxes.”

“I don’t have the coordinates, Ghost.” She replies, smirking. “You can ask Gaz whether he planted a GPS tracker in them or, here’s a better idea: how about you search for the boxes labelled as ‘Xmas’?”

Now, he’s the one rolling his eyes. He murmurs a “how unique” and walks to the door to fulfil her request.

While waiting for Ghost to find and retrieve the boxes, Riot tests the new Christmas lights they bought by plugging them into the socket. Once she confirms they work, she starts wrapping them around the tree. Although the task appears to be assigned to just the two of them, it took all five—including the captain who gave the roles—to make it happen.

Gaz chose the tree and bought extra ornaments, then Soap measured its dimensions, ensuring enough lights to cover it. Once aligned, they raked the entire base to decide on the perfect spot. Their prerequisites? It had to be a place where everyone could see it and would do it justice. Unfortunately, they couldn’t agree on a specific location, so they met in the middle and decided to place the tree in the mess hall, the exact same spot it was last year. And the year before it. And the year before it.

Then, it was up to Ghost to carry the tree, and the captain instructed him to help Riot with the “heavy-duty” tasks. Now, all that’s left is for Riot to decorate it.

“I still don’t get why you get to decorate.” Ghost says, placing the boxes on the floor. “Why are we doing chores like measuring and carrying boxes while you get the fun stuff?”

“Because whoever did it last year did a terrible job,” she retorts, emphasising ‘whoever’ and handing Ghost a light strip to continue up to the top. “You guys didn’t even shuffle the decorations. Not to mention that the back was empty.”

“Nobody sees the back,” Ghost argues.

“You don’t?” Riot smirks.

“Nobody sees the back of the tree,” Ghost corrects.

“Well, I do,” she replies, pointing at the top of the tree, “and go a little bit lower over there.”

“Like that?” he asks.

“Like that,” she confirms.

After finishing the light placement, Ghost sits on the sofa. He takes an ornament shaped like a candy cane from one of the boxes and starts playing with it. Riot, on the other hand, gets straight to the job. She opens the boxes and grabs two ornaments. She places one on the tree, removes it and tries the other. She concludes on the latter. She turns around to search the boxes for more ornaments and catches Ghost fiddling with the candy cane.

“You can go if you’re bored,” she says. “I won’t finish anytime soon.”

“That I figured,” he murmurs under his breath, making Riot instinctively place her hands on her waist. He lets a sharp chuckle and shakes his head. “I’m alright here.” He assures her.

But of course, where else would he be alright if not here?

Time passes quickly. Ghost and Riot reminisce about their past Christmases—childhood festivities, memorable Boxing Day gifts, favourite holiday foods, and the annual movies that defined each season. Yet, these beautiful memories end at a certain point unique to each. Maybe those memories have faded away, or perhaps they have purposefully chosen to let them go. And when that happens, when they approach that personal boundary, they stop dwelling on those past celebrations and turn to each other, to the present, to fill them with joy.

Sometimes, Riot shows Ghost different ornaments, and he either picks one or dismisses the options with a casual “whatever” or “there’s no difference.” Other times, Ghost critiques her progress, giving feedback while she decorates. He points out areas needing more attention or playfully suggests she’s gone overboard elsewhere. In return, Riot replies with a firm yet joking, “Go on; you do it then”, and shuts him up.

She lifts one final piece into the air and shows it to Ghost—the Christmas tree topper.

“Seems that I’m too short to reach the top,” she pouts.

“Nonsense,” he whispers and stands up. “It’s the tree that’s too tall.”

He walks towards her, grabs her waist, and lifts her up.

“Now I get why the captain assigned me for the heavy-duty stuff,” he says.

“Drop me, and I’ll stick you up there instead of the topper.” She warns him, chuckling. “Take one more step forward, please.”

Ghost does as told, and Riot places the topper at the top. She adjusts it and lightly taps Ghost’s hand to put her down. They take a few steps back and marvel at the result.

“What do you think?” Riot asks, still looking at the tree.

“Seems alright.” Ghost shrugs. “Should we turn the lights on?”

“No,” Riot replies. “I want all of them to be here when we do it.”

He turns to look at her and nods. She meets his gaze and smiles.

“Thank you for lifting me up.” She says.

“No,” he replies. “Thank you for lifting me up.”

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#cod oc #call of duty oc #cod original character #call of duty original character #christine riot vega #riot vega #cod fic #cod fanfic #ghost x oc #ghost x riot #simon ghost riley x christine riot vega

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hillbillyoracle · 1 year

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For those with home related New Years Resolutions:

I’ve been a disabled homemaker for 5 years now so I wanted to share the resources that have helped me take our home from complete chaos to reasonably functional and enjoyable.

If you’re not functioning...

If you’re constantly tripping over things and getting injured, eating food that makes you sick, dealing with pests in the home, and struggling to complete basic tasks like feeding, clothing, and bathing yourself, then you should start with...

KC Davis aka StruggleCare aka DomesticBlisters

TikTok

Book

Podcast

Website

I recommend KC Davis’s stuff with a big heaping dose of “keep what works and leave what doesn’t.” She’s one of the few people I’ve seen talking about compassionate care focused on maintaining a level of personal functioning rather than maintaining a home. Her stuff has been very helpful to me during some very challenging times.

I think her some of her best work is probably her videos on the 5 step tidying process, the ones on setting up bedside hygiene and food kits, and the ones on dealing with DOOM (Didn’t Organize Only Moved) boxes.

That being said she has a tendency to use neurotype as a shield for not reckoning with other dynamics in a situation (gendered, narcissism, etc) when asked for advice by viewers which can lead to this “all people with neurodivergence are good” vibe which I find off putting (especially as an autistic person). I mention it because her bleh stuff was all I was coming across and I missed out on her good stuff for a while. It’s worth picking through though.

Her book is a little better on the whole.

If you’re functioning but still very overwhelmed...

If you can complete your daily activities of living pretty regularly but you’re still losing papers you need, rebuying items you didn’t realize you had, or looking around your home at a mess that feels impossible to clean, then check out...

Dana K White aka A Slob Comes Clean

YouTube

Website

Podcast

Books

I love Dana K. White’s stuff. Honestly, I recommend her to every level on this list but I think she probably shines brightest in this category.

Her 5 step decluttering process is pure fucking gold. It’s a decluttering process that doesn’t rely on feelings at all - really helpful for those with trauma or alexthymia generally. She has multiple videos explaining it and even more where you can watch her go step by step with someone over the course of an hour and make a huge dent in some very overwhelming mess. Its the process I’ve used to go through over 50 moving boxes to declutter so we could fit in this much smaller space we moved to in April.

Her day to day cleaning advice is also excellent. Her concept of dishes math has really helped me make decisions about what chores to focus on when I’m low energy. Her 14 Days to Opening Your Front Door series is amazing if you’re having to host for a given occasion but your home is a wreck.

If you’re not painfully overwhelmed by your stuff but there’s still a lot of friction in your home...

If your stuff doesn’t overwhelm you but your home still doesn’t feel that good to be in, you’re still not finding things when you need to or it’s taking you a long time to find them, you create homes for things but they look terrible or they never seem to stick, then you’d love...

Cassandra Aarssen aka Clutterbug

YouTube

Books

Website

Podcast

Clutterbug types were kind of a game changer for me. It’s what really opened my eyes to why the systems that worked for me did not work for my partner. She is a Bee - lots of small categories that are all very visible - and I am a ladybug - big bucket categories that aren’t visible. When I reorganized our space according to the compromise between our types, Butterfly - big categories and very visible - all of a sudden the systems just worked so much better. There were many fewer fights sparked by things not getting put away or not being able to find things. So I really recommend her videos on the different types and examples of each.

Quick word of warning, she does have regular videos about diet and exercise that I personally find pretty triggering to my disordered eating habits so I’m not subscribed to her and just check her channels every now and then so it’s easier to skip over videos where that might be a topic she talks about.

Cliff Tan aka Dear Modern

TikTok

YouTube

Website

Book

Cliff Tan’s work is the most recent of these resources that I’ve come across but holy shit I cannot recommend it enough.

Because my parents didn’t originally intend on my partner using the room she wound up using, there’s simply not space to keep some of the furniture and items in there anywhere else. Meaning she just kind of has to keep a fair bit of junk in there. But after watching (read: binging) the Dear Modern YouTube channel and seeing him completely change spaces by moving furniture around, I redid my partners room over the course of about 2 hours and it’s a completely different room. Way more comfortable and she’s already mentioned she’s getting much better sleep.

So I really really recommend his stuff. Sometimes what you really need isn’t new stuff but just rearranging what you already have.

If you’re pretty content with your home but want to streamline the process of caring for it...

If your home is pretty functional but regular tidying, deep cleaning, and maintenance tasks specifically keep falling through the cracks, then you might like...

FlyLady System

Website

The Secret Slob - YouTube

Diane in Denmark - YouTube

There are lots of systems out there for house keeping but I’ve yet to try or see one that seems to do better than FlyLady for me. Since with my illness my energy varies wildly, I don’t necessarily do things when her system recommends but I do them according to the priority her system ascribes to them as I’m able.

FlyLady is a notoriously convoluted website so I really recommend learning from a secondhand source. The Secret Slob and Diane in Denmark are my favorites.

Maintenance Lists

This Old House

There a lots of maintenance lists out there and honestly finding one and doing what you can is better than nothing. I personally like the ones from This Old House because they’re broken up into annual, seasonal, monthly, and some weekly tasks - which are essentially priority categories, similar to FlyLady. I’ve linked the winter one here but there are many others to pick through depending on what you want to work on.

Bonus: Paper Clutter

My System

Link

This is what I’ve arrived at after years of experimentation. It’s an amalgam of a few different ideas from different systems in one place. I keep mind on my fridge but put yours where ever you’re dumping paper anyways. If you’re in a room or live in a car/backpack - I have ideas on how to organize it for those in this post too.

Sunday Basket

YouTube Video

The Minimal Mom’s Video

She’s in Her Apron Video

Need something a little more robust? The Sunday Basket is probably be best version of a paper (and other stuff) system I’ve seen. Got something that needs dealt with? Chuck it in the Sunday Basket. The creator also has videos on long term paper storage ideas if that’s something you need as well. But her videos usually run an hour long so I recommend starting with either the Minimal Mom’s video or She’s in Her Apron’s video.

Bonus: Digital Clutter

PARA System/Building a Second Brain by Tiago Forte

YouTube Channel

Website

Book

Essential Video

The branding on this system can be very productivity tech wonk which is off putting to me but when I finally started hearing what was at the core of it and applying it - my digital life was changed. I’ve linked my absolute favorite video he’s done here. Ignore the bit about it being the last in the series, most of us are already using some note app and if you like it you can always go back and watch the rest. But just applying what’s in that video to your digital systems will make things easier to find.

Hope this helps someone out there!

#homemaking #housekeeping #getting your shit together #organizing #adulting #life skills #home #decluttering #studyblr

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copperbadge · 5 months

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Hello, Mr. Badge, I seem to remember that you once posted about your processes and systems for staying organized in life with Excel spreadsheets etc. I’ve been struggling a lot with depression and executive dysfunction issues and don’t want it to impact my work.

Do you use the same processes at work? I get overwhelmed with the amount of documentation we have and the exceptions to the rules in our processes.

I'm so sorry you're struggling! It's really rough, and the more complicated the task feels, the more fraught it seems, the harder it is to even get a start. I feel that hard.

As for organizing work like my home life....well, it's sort of the same. I don't make a strong distinction between life and work simply because a lot of what needs organizing in my life IS my work, so it's tough to talk about them separately.

For example, I use Google Tasks to build a to-do list each day, but that to-do list starts with "stuff I'll do before work" then "shower" then all my work stuff, then "evening" and then all the stuff to do after work, ending with "7pm chores" (because I have a lot of stuff to do right around 7pm, which I need to post about elsewhere). Then the stuff I've pushed off to next day is below that, and that just bumps up the next morning. What's important isn't really how I keep the list, but that I keep it in a way that is constantly accessible, and I've trained myself to 1. put everything on it, even stuff like "grocery shop" and 2. check it whenever I feel lost. I don't find google calendars very helpful, however, so while work makes me use one for meetings, everything else goes on a calendar I made in Google Sheets that I'm just super used to by now.

It sounds like you're having a fairly specific issue, which may not even be related to your mental health (though assuredly the mental health issues aren't helping). If you have a lot of confusing documentation and exceptions in the stuff you do at work, that can be legit stressful even for someone who isn't dealing with other stuff, so I just want you to know that this may not only be a You Problem. My problem is usually the opposite, in that I'm often the first person doing something, or the only person who's done it in a while, so there's no documentation at all. But when I do have documentation I often will simply rewrite it.

After all, just because you have a handbook doesn't mean you have to use it. You can copy it over into another document and make yourself a step-by-step guide and/or a checklist. Like, I do our holiday cards every year, and my "HOLIDAY CARDS" document says "Here's the first thing you do, here's the second, do this before going past that, check this before asking for that". Literally at one point the document says "Stop. Before you go any further, do this step. Even if you don't understand why, do this step" because in the past I've disregarded that instruction ("Why on earth would I do it this way?") and lived to regret it.

Making the guide really, really sucks. Often it will take me four or five passes at a project before my guide is comprehensive (this is my fifth year doing the holiday card project and the document still has some steps missing at the end). But once you have it, it's invaluable, and often in the past I've found other people want my guides because they're fairly clear and precise about what needs doing when. For example, you might say, "Open the file and move column B to in front of column A. NOTE: THERE IS ONE EXCEPTION, THIS IS THE EXCEPTION." Or "Once you've saved the file, save a second copy to your backup folder so you can go back to it if you delete something you shouldn't. Stop and check: is this file from before or after October? If after, remember, you have to also rename it." If you find that there's a mistake you make frequently, figure out what would stop you from making it and add that in.

(We had a guy at work whose last name was VERY long and Italian, and so when I was working phones he got a special entry in the directory document I made -- the first line was all his directory info and the second line was just the phonetic pronunciation of his last name. He found out, which I had never intended him to do, and lost his shit laughing. "No wonder you're the only one who gets it right!")

So my recommendation to you is to create your own handbook, your own templates, and your own way of doing things and just slip that back into the system you have at work. Draw a diagram by hand if you need a flow chart. My approach to all my organizational issues has always been "What would make me do this correctly / prevent me from doing that thing wrong / remind me what to do / make it easier for me to start".

I think of this nowadays as the "Take the cupboard doors off" school of organizing, because to really make full use of my kitchen in a way that I liked, I had to take some of the cupboard doors off. It looks messier and kind of cheap, but it's actually a much more organized system now, and who's in my kitchen other than me?

#sam has adhd #adhd #organizing

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queer-irritator · 5 months

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Everything Has Changed | Kratos x reader

A/N: I was listening to music and Everything Has Changed by Taylor Swift came on and it made me think of how one look at Kratos and I was in love lmao. I think Kratos deserves a whirlwind, sudden teenage dream type romance. Pure fluff!

Fem reader, no use of pronouns, but feminine descriptions used.

CW: Adult language, mention of death, mention of mysophobia.

Word Count: 4,535

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You lived alone on a small island in Svartalfheim, near Dragon’s Beach. Since the towns nearby were built with dwarves in mind, you didn’t exactly find it the most comfortable to live in Nidavellir. So, you built your own little slice of paradise. You had a quaint home, not unlike those housed by dwarves. You also had your own garden to grow food, and a few pets to keep you company. You found your way into the tight-knit community created by, and for, dwarves after being taken in by the most unlikely candidate in all of Svartalfheim, Sindri.

Left an orphan after your parents were murdered under Odin’s orders, you were stuck wandering the town of Nidavellir at the age of 6. Your parents were adventurers; brave and curious truth-seekers. But when their curiosity brought them to Svartalfheim, dangerously close to what you can only assume was something very sacred to Odin, they were killed. Or, that’s what you think anyway. Odin and the aesir claim there was an “accident” when they were exploring. You didn’t know any better at the time, but Sindri did. Somehow he had convinced Odin not to take you away with him, gods know what he would have done to you if he hadn’t been successful.

Since then, you’ve looked to Sindri, and the entire community of Nidavellir, as family. It had been almost two decades since then, and now you work hard helping out the dwarves any way you can. You perform chores that are made easy due to your height advantage over them, but most importantly you make yourself available to listen to the community, sort of like a self-appointed therapist. That’s where you were at this very moment, on a hill a few minutes walk outside of town, you call your “office”. You saw a few people each day, but today was slower than usual. On days like this you liked to practice magic and tend to your garden. You took an interest in nature, so Sindri taught you how to manipulate some natural elements, get food to grow quicker, some healing magic, stuff like that. You were planting some seeds for the upcoming harvest season. Your hands, covered in soft, cold dirt, carefully poked holes into the tender earth. You dropped a few seeds in each hole before gently covering them back up.

The snap of a twig to your left tore your focus away from your current task. You turned your head to meet the sound and couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face. You saw Sindri stepping out from behind a tree, you hadn’t seen him in a few months, the both of you had been consumed in work as of late.

“Sindri!” you called to the dwarf as you dusted the dirt off your hands and stood up.

“Hey, it’s been a while. I-”

You cut off Sindri’s words by running over to him and embracing him in a bone-crunching hug. You were careful to keep your dirty hands away from him, but he hated being touched nonetheless. This was the longest you’ve ever gone without seeing each other, so he was just going to have to deal with your close proximity. You could feel his body tense up around your arms, signaling he had enough.

“I’m sorry, I know you hate it, but I haven’t seen you in forever!!” You flashed him a sad smile, pleading him not to be upset with you.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll just… take a bath in bleach.” He was standing so none of his limbs were touching each other, like an awkward sparring dummy.

“Don’t be so dramatic.” You teased him as you knelt down to rinse your hands in a bucket of water nearby.

“We breathed the same air for nearly 20 years, a hug is nothing.” you attempted to reason with his brain. You stood up once again and really took in the sight of Sindri standing in front of you. Despite his mysophobia that refused to waver, you really missed him.

“So, what are you doing here? Just dropping by?”

“No, I… I actually need your help with something.” Sindri’s tone had shifted from annoyed to more serious. “Anything for you, Sin’.” you smiled at him, trying to keep the conversation light. You couldn’t imagine he would have anything horrific to ask of you. You turned to a small shelf and grabbed a clean rag and a bottle of cleaner and handed it to Sindri.

“Here. I can’t take you seriously with you standing like that, man.” You chuckled. He mumbled out a ‘thanks’ and swiftly began to clean himself.

While Sindri was getting himself into a state of cleanliness that he deemed suitable, he told you of the favor he needed. He explained that the World Tree was dangerously close to becoming overgrown, and Ratatoskr had his hands busy trying to parent the lindwyrms, who were not ready to care for the world tree on their own quite yet.

“Ahh, so now my “dirty hobby” has come to be useful!” You crossed your arms smugly as Sindri rolled his eyes with a scoff.

“If that’s how you want to look at it…” he murmured. “Just, come to my house when you’re ready. I have to take a bath now.”

Before you could even agree, Sindri was gone. You chuckled to yourself and began to clean up and get ready to be away for awhile. You said a spell over your newly planted seeds to keep them healthy and watered for the time being. Next you collected some clothes and supplies into a small satchel and picked up your sword. Its hilt was crafted from dwarven steel and the blade was made out of wood from a poison tree and wrapped in thorny vines. You slid it into its sheath on your back and headed to the nearest mystic gateway.

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Kratos, Atreus, and Mimir had just returned from freeing the Hafgufa from Vanaheim. There was a trail of sand following behind them.

“I’m really glad we got to set the Hafgufas free, but I don’t think I wanna go to any realms with sand for a while…” Atreus stated as he brushed some sand from his hair

“Aye, I’ve got sand in me neck stump!” Mimir shared Atreus’ disdain for feeling sand in every crevice imaginable. The sound of the front doors opening pulled the men’s attention from their current discomfort.

You took a few steps through the front door before you stopped in your tracks as you locked eyes with perhaps the most invigorating man you’ve ever seen. You hadn’t expected to see anyone else at the house, let alone someone so tantalizing. It felt as if all the breath was stolen from your lungs as you looked deep into his amber eyes. The scowl the man had on his face only a second before had noticeably softened now. It was as if the two of you were the only people in all the nine realms at that moment. After what felt like years of staring into this man’s soul through his eyes, it was cut short as sound filled the air.

“Y/n! About time I saw you again.” Brok greeted you as he walked out from behind the counter of the workshop. You held your gaze with the giant man for just one more second before reluctantly tearing your eyes away to greet Brok.

This was no big deal, you just had to act like you hadn’t just seen the most attractive and magnetizing person in your entire life… If you didn’t believe in love at first sight before, you sure as Hel believed in it now.

“It’s really great to see you, Brok.” You smiled at the blue dwarf and bent down to engulf him in a hug. You could only hope that he couldn’t feel your heart pounding in your chest.

Although your back was turned, you could feel the man's eyes on your body. You stood up straight and took a deep breath, readying yourself to speak to the handsome stranger. You turned towards him and held out your hand to greet him as you found yourself drawn to his eyes once again.

“Hi, I’m (y/n).” You introduced yourself. The man glanced down at your hand and then back at you. He reached his hand out to grasp yours in a surprisingly gentle handshake.

“Kratos.” is all he said. The sound of his voice was better than anything you imagined. You could have melted into a puddle of goo at that very moment.

“Kratos.” You smiled as you repeated his name. “It’s very nice to meet you.” You said, letting go of his hand, missing the warmth of his body heat immediately. You looked to your right to see a teenage boy. You had almost missed him in all the feelings and thoughts swirling around in your head.

Kratos placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, “This is my son, Atreus.”

You reached your hand out to greet Atreus as well, “It’s very nice to meet you too!” you smiled at the boy. He returned your smile and shook your hand, with much more grip and enthusiasm than his father.

“Good to meet you as well! So, how do you know Sindri?” Atreus asked, assuming only people close to the dwarf would be allowed access into his home. You chuckled slightly, thinking he was joking around. When he glanced around awkwardly you realized how serious he was.

“Oh…” you started, confusion showing on your face, but it soon turned to agitation. “Oh my gods.” You quickly turned your head to Brok. “He… He doesn’t talk about me?” You practically yelled in astonishment.

“Hey, don’t take it out on me… But, uh, let me take a look at yer sword.” Brok knew just how to evade your annoyance. You took out your sword and set it down on the workshop table with a scoff as you repeated your words with disbelief, “He doesn’t talk about me…”

Kratos and Atreus silently exchanged glances to each other as they were left guessing how you and Sindri were acquainted. One situation in particular was swirling around Kratos’ mind, that you were romantically involved with the dwarf. Disappointment had crept up onto him as he began to entertain this thought.

“Uhm… Are you and Sindri, like… dating?” Atreus awkwardly asked you, staring at his own feet to avoid your gaze.

“No! Oh, no, not at all! He raised me!” You had been so lost in your annoyance that you never answered the boy's question.

Kratos felt relief wash over him. He wasn’t sure why he was relieved, or why he cared if you had been something more than a friend or family member to Sindri. He had just met you, he should not be having these types of thoughts or feelings about anyone, let alone a stranger.

“Ohhh!” Atreus chuckled a little, finally looking up at you again. “Wait- Sindri had a kid?” He glanced at his father and then back to you. “Are you-”

You cut Atreus off before things could get awkward again, “No, I’m like an adopted sibling he never wanted.” you cleared the air.

Seemingly right on cue, Sindri entered the house.

“Oh! I didn’t realize you three would be back already...” Sindri shifted his weight from side to side, seemingly unprepared to introduce you to his guests. But his awkward demeanor soon switched to panic as he noticed the pool of sand in his house.

“Really?!” Sindri sighed loudly as he fetched a broom from a nearby closet. “You two, get outside!” He commanded Kratos and Atreus, pushing the broom at their heels to rush them out of his previously pristine house.

Once the duo had been escorted outside, Sindri shot them a warning, “And do NOT come back in until you are sand-free!”

Sindri propped the front doors open and began to sweep the sand out of the house. You were left watching the entire ordeal with a slightly amused look on your face. You figured you could give Sindri shit later for not telling his friends about you, he had enough on his plate for the time being. For now, your gaze drifted back towards Kratos.

“Uhm, I’m gonna go take a bath.” Atreus notified his father before turning his back to walk through a small wooden gate on the side of the house to clean up.

Kratos grumbled slightly and unhooked Mimir from his belt, setting him down on the bottom step of the stairs leading into the house. He then proceeded to take off each piece of his armor and shake the sand out from them. You took your time to look over his upper body. Your eyes trailed the bright red tattoo, from the sharp edge on his face to the swirl on his bicep, and the curve on his abdomen. You couldn’t help admiring his muscular physique and taking note of the large scar on his stomach, and a smaller one over his eye.

“Alright, quit yer drooling.” Brok’s voice snapped you back into reality. He set down your sword on the counter in between the two of you.

You whipped your head towards the dwarf, a soft pink blush falling over your cheeks.

“Fuck off, I was not drooling…” You defended yourself, snatching your sword back. You took a moment to look over Brok’s upgrades before returning it to its sheath.

“Whatever you say, princess.” Brok teased you further.

You rolled your eyes and started to walk down the steps outside. You were careful not to make any more of a mess for Sindri, but not careful enough to notice a severed head on the very last step. In your effort to avoid stepping on the head, you tripped over your own two feet. Instead of feeling the harsh impact of the ground, you felt a warm hand on your upper arm. You looked up to see Kratos holding onto you. His piercing brown eyes were staring right into your soul, again. You felt your heart rate pick up, you opened your mouth to speak but no words came out. His grip loosened on you and he returned his hand to his side.

“You should be more careful.” Kratos advised you.

“Yeah- uhm, I’m sorry about that.” You turned to the severed head on the steps, “I’m really sorry, I didn’t see you there.”

“Ah, don’t worry about it. It’s the big oaf’s fault for settin’ me down there.” The head was surprisingly forgiving of your clumsiness. A tinge of pink settled across your cheeks as you looked back to Kratos. The man just grunted in response to the head.

“I’m Mimir, it’s nice to meet you.” The head introduced himself at last. You sat down on the steps next to Mimir.

“Right back at’cha. I’m sorry I didn’t introduce myself earlier.” You felt guilt for over-looking him earlier. Although, you did overlook just about everyone except for Kratos…

“Don’t even mention it. How could ya have seen me?” Mimir continued to joke at the expense of Kratos. A smile spread across your face. Before you could continue your conversation, a voice rang out.

“Master (y/n)!” A familiar voice entered your eardrums, Ratatoskr. A small sigh escaped your lips as you stood up.

“Duty calls.” You announced. “I’ll see you two around.” You gave a smile to Mimir and a wave to Kratos before walking over to speak with the abnormally large squirrel. It was time to find out what exactly you’ll be helping him with.

Kratos’ gaze followed you as you walked away from him. His eyes raked over your figure, memorizing the way you walked and how your hips moved with each step.

“Father?” Atreus’ voice interrupted his thoughts.

“Hm?” Kratos turned his attention to his son and continued to shake the last of the sand out of his waist armor.

“I was just saying that the bath is ready for you, and I can clean up out here.” Atreus shifted his gaze between Mimir and his father. Kratos simply nodded his head, dropping the armor he was holding and headed to get himself cleaned up.

Atreus began to gather the armor from the ground. “Uhh, do you think he’s acting a little… weird today?”

“I think he might be a wee bit tired from all the traveling, lad. Speaking of, would you mind helping me clean up a bit?”

“Sure, no problem Mimir.” Atreus smiled and got to work.

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You spent the next few hours getting a tour of the World Tree and extremely detailed instructions from Ratatoskr on how to care for it. He explained how to prune the branches, what limbs held which realms, what you should never touch, the list went on and on. Your head was so filled with new information it felt like your brain was going to explode. You walked into the house just as it was getting dark outside after finally being relieved for the evening. Even though the realm between realms doesn’t have a sun and a moon, it was still nice to have it simulate days and nights, so as to not lose track of time. The scent of meat and spices filled your nostrils, Brok was in the kitchen stirring a large pot, of what you assume was dinner.

“That smells amazing.” You said, walking towards Brok. You stopped in front of the giant pot and picked up a spoon to give the stew a taste test. “Tastes amazing too.”

“It ain’t ready yet.” Brok snatched the spoon out of your hand. You put your hands up in defense.

“Sorry, I guess I’ll just wait then… and never compliment you again.” you turned your back and headed to where you used to sleep growing up.

“Wait, that’s-” Before Brok could finish his warning, you opened the door to be greeted by Kratos sitting on the side of a makeshift bed. The only item of clothing he had on was dark brown pants. He almost looked like a different person without all his armor on. There was even more scarring hiding under his wrist armor, it looked like chains had been branded onto his forearms.

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were staying in here.” You apologized for intruding.

Kratos looked up to meet your gaze, “It is fine.”

You gave him a small smile and looked around the room, “This place hasn’t changed much. I used to stay in this room when I was younger.” You leaned against the wall as a flood of memories entered your mind.

“You can have the room if you wish.” Kratos said as he stood up with a slight grunt.

“No, I couldn’t kick you out of your room. You probably need it more than me. Plus, the chair out there is pretty comfy.” You assured him.

“Mh… Let me know if you change your mind.” He began to wrap some red cloth around his forearms.

“So, how did you come to have a talking severed head as your companion?” You questioned him.

“I cut it off.” Kratos replied to you plainly.

“Huh?” You had confusion written all over your face.

“He was trapped. Imprisoned in a tree and tortured everyday. He asked me to cut off his head to free him. So I did.” Kratos further explained.

“Oh, that’s actually really kind of you.” You said, reflecting on the odd, but thoughtful, request.

Kratos grunted in response.

Just as you were about to ask him more about himself, you heard Brok announce that dinner was ready. You gave Kratos one more look over. His lack of clothing was incredibly inviting, but you were hungry and tired.

“I’ll see you out there.” You excused yourself and walked out to the table to sit down and get some food.

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Dinner was nice and casual, there was no residual awkwardness from the days prior events. You got to know more about Atreus, that boy really likes to talk. He was going on about the different types of monsters he’s fought with his dad. He seemed the most proud of defeating a huge electric dragon a few years ago. The most surprising detail of the story was that Sindri utilized one of the dragon’s teeth to enhance Atreus’ bow. Swapping stories around the dinner table made the time go by far too fast for your liking. It felt like the six of you had been friends for a lifetime. When the conversation had died down, you stood up and collected the empty plates. You made your way to the kitchen to wash up while Kratos and Atreus went into their respective rooms.

“I can get that, you should get some rest.” Sindri’s voice came from behind you. You turned your head to look at him.

“No, I really don’t mind!” You insisted, turning on the water.

“Okay… Well, to be honest I don’t trust anyone else washing the dishes but me.” Sindri admitted.

“Mmmh, the truth comes out.” You chuckled and stepped away from the sink. “Let me know if there’s anything I can do.”

“You just rest. You’ve done a lot for me today… Thank you.” Sindri gave you a small smile and got started on cleaning up.

You had an idea brewing in your mind. You couldn’t get your mind off of Kratos. You just wanted to know more about him, he was all you could think of. You found a spare piece of paper, scribbled down a note, slipped it under Kratos’ door and made yourself scarce.

“Brother, someone’s slipped a note under your door.” Mimir alerted Kratos, who was laying down on his makeshift bed. He pulled the weight of himself up with a slight grunt and walked over to where the note was. He bent down and picked it up, unfolding it carefully.

Meet me at the side of the house.

Kratos furrowed his brows and let out a confused grumble. He set the note down on a crate near his bed and stepped out of his room.

“Aye, what did it say??” Mimir questioned, but the only response he got was the sound of the door closing and heavy footsteps leading further and further away.

You were sitting on a barrel, leaning your back against the side of the house and nervously tapping your fingertips on your thigh. You heard the front door open and close, causing you to spring to your feet and run a hand through your hair to tame any fly-aways. You watched as Kratos entered through the side gate, latching it behind him. Your heartbeat started to increase with each step he took toward you. He stopped a few feet away from you.

“You wanted to see me?” Kratos spoke with a hint of confusion laced in his words.

“Yeah, I did…” You took a step toward him, taking in a deep breath before looking up into his eyes. “I’ve really enjoyed talking to you, and I just wanna know you better.” You confessed your infatuation with the man.

“What would you wish to know?” Kratos asked you.

“Everything?” You responded, taking another step closer to him, leaving only a few inches of space in between you.

“Mh… That may take awhile.” Kratos looked down at you, his chest steadily rising and falling with each breath he took. It was beyond your grasp how he could remain so calm and stoic, but it made you want him more than ever.

“I have time.” You told him with a small smile. You lifted your hand from your side and carefully placed it on Kratos’ cheek, right where his beard began to sprout. You looked in his eyes for any signs of hesitation, but you found none. You leaned up on your tippy toes and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.

You leaned back just a few centimeters from him and opened your eyes. He hadn’t moved a muscle, it was like you had kissed a statue. Kratos had a look of surprise and confusion sprawled across his face. His eyes were raking over your facial features, searching for any hint of disgust. He was waiting for you to shove him away, to start laughing at him. He was expecting to hear you question who would ever want to touch a monster like him. But you were just staring right back at him, looking increasingly worried by the second.

“Are you okay?” You spoke, barely above a whisper. Had you broken him? Did he not like you? Was he trying to find a way to let you down without hurting your feelings? Your embarrassment started to manifest itself as redness across your cheeks, darkening with each moment of silence that passed.

Kratos nodded ever so slightly and one of his hands ghosted just above your hip, barely making contact with your body.

You placed your free hand on top of his, encouraging him to make full contact with you. You placed both of your hands on either side of his face and kissed him again. Only this time, you weren’t as gentle. You started with a firm kiss and then began to move your lips against his, trying to encourage him to kiss you back. You felt his hand on your hip pull you closer to his body and then you finally felt his lips start to move against yours. He dipped his head down so you didn’t have to strain to reach his lips. You couldn’t hold back a faint moan erupting from your throat as you wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to get even closer to Kratos. He now placed both his hands on your hips, tilting his head slightly to the side to deepen the kiss. After a few more moments, you weren’t sure if it was a lack of oxygen, or if you were getting drunk off of the feeling of Kratos on you, but you were getting dizzy. You stopped kissing him and placed a hand on his chest to steady yourself and took a moment to catch your breath. Kratos watched you cautiously, he gently brushed a strand of hair out of your face with the back of his hand. Your face was flushed pink and your lips were wet with the mix of both of your saliva. He hadn’t had any feelings like this in a long, long time.

“Uhm…” You looked up at Kratos, pleasantly surprised to see he was watching you carefully, “Would you wanna get a drink with me sometime?”

For the first time you saw the man’s cheeks firm up into a slight smile and heard the sweet sound of a chuckle escape his lips.

“Why don’t we go now?” He proposed.

You nodded in response, “Yeah, that sounds great.” You smiled back at him, not caring if you looked like a complete idiot.

“Let us go then.” He declared, walking towards the gate and holding it open for you.

“Okay, I know just the place.” You walked through the small wooden gate and excitedly waited for Kratos to catch up to you at the mystic gateway.

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A/N: Thank you for reading! I very well may do a part two to this story. Feedback and interaction helps me know if you want me to continue!

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mrsmandalorian · 30 days

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Blueberry Muffins

Part 2 of City Lights, Country Nights- Cowboy!Joel x Techie! f!Reader

A/N: Howdy, everyone! Thank you so much for loving this series! 🫶🏼I am sorry for the delay in this part. This is my first time writing smut lol. I plan to add parts to this story and other sweet Pedrito stories. I hope you have a great weekend! Also, there will be more fluff in this series!

Summary: After an early night, you and Joel decide to have something sweet for breakfast before ranch chores.

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Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: 18+ mdni, reader is able-bodied, no outbreak AU, kitchen smut!!!, f!oral receiving, come eating, creampie, major dirty talk, kinda praise kink, groping, unprotected piv sex, no use of y/n

The rustle of blankets and movement was the reason you woke up. As you squint your eyes, you see Joel sitting up and checking his watch. You silently examine him: his hair is touseled to one side, and his clothes all wrinkled. He mumbles a ‘shit” under his breath as he glances back over at you. The sun was not yet up, but the morning dew laid a layer on the grass and surfaces.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he says in his raspy morning voice once he sees you awake. “It’s about six o’clock, darling. I guess we slept outside last night.” He rubs your legs as you lean up and stretch, leaning over to kiss one another.

“Good morning, cowboy,” you whisper back to him as you pull away from the kiss, leaning against his shoulder. “What’s the plan today?” You knew he had work around the ranch. It was fun to follow him around and help where he let you. You never expected to learn how to milk cows, especially not goats. Joel helped you get out of your comfort zone (in many ways…).

“I was thinking we could get something sweet and a cup of coffee before I ask for your help around the ranch, darling.” He meets your eyes as he speaks to you with a slight smirk and a raised eyebrow. It was not just any look. It was THE look. The one that made your thighs squeeze together and goosebumps cover your skin. ‘Something sweet’ was not a pastry; it was you. You have two choices for your response: act innocent or speed up the process and skip the foreplay.

“Would you like me to make some blueberry muffins?” You act innocent to his look as you enter the kitchen. Who could skip foreplay with this handsome cowboy? You two have not had sex in almost two weeks. It wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to sext each other. This man had purchased an iPhone because it was the sole reason for getting sexy FaceTime and pictures from you. You hear him follow directly behind you. “ I think we have all the stuff to make some,” you say as you look in the pantry, bending over a little extra, and you feel his eyes stalk you from behind. This was going to be fun.

Joel clears his throat as he starts the coffee pot and turns on soft music as you gather all the ingredients and start the oven. He still stalks you with his eyes as you mix all the ingredients into a bowl. He is suspiciously walking closer to you as you mix everything. Soon, you feel his large hands wrap around your waist and his face nuzzled into your neck. “They smell good, darling,” he mumbles against your ear as he starts to leave a small kiss down your neck. His hands move up to cup your breast, which causes you to let out a little whimper. He presses his hips into your backside to trap you against the cabinet. Your mixing slows down as his hand wanders to play with the edge of your shirt. “Why did you slow down? Do you need some help, baby girl?”

His hot breath on your neck made your spine arch causing your ass to dig more into his crotch. You could feel his growing member against your backside, biting your lip as you become a little playful. You grind your hips against him, making his hands grip you harder and chuckle. “You little fucking tease,” his accent becomes thicker with the sexual tension making the air feel tight. You couldn’t even focus on the task at hand with his member hardening against you and his hands wandering underneath your shirt to your bare chest. His hands pawing at your breast, which earned a small moan from your throat.

“I do need help if we want to continue this, sir,” you say back to him, causing his hands and hips to stop. “Just help me pour this into the cups, and” Before you could finish your sentence, Joel had turned off the oven and placed the bowl of mix somewhere else. In a flash, he had his hands on your hips and lifted you against the counter. His eyes darkened as he gripped your neck and passionately kissed you, pulling your shirt over your head. His eyes are focused on your bare chest, grabbing one of the breasts with one hand as the other hand goes under your waist to move you more into his hips. He dips his giant finger into the muffin mix, smearing the cold mix onto your sensitive nipples. You let out a small moan as the cold air and mix makes your nipples harden.

“Open,” his raspy accent commands you as he places his dirty finger in front of your mouth. You do as you are told to do so and suck hard on his finger, meeting his dark eyes with your own doe-like eyes. The intensity of the interaction causes Joel to let out a low growl as he leans over and licks your dirty nipples clean. One of his hands palms at the other tit as he sucks and bites the other and vice versa. The attention to your breast makes you arch your body more into him as you let out a loud whimper, “Joel, please,” you beg the cowboy.

The desperate look in your eye and the sound in your voice make him smirk. “Oh darling, I’m going to help you,” his hand runs down your exposed belly to the edges of your shorts. He watches how your body reacts to him as he bites his lip, “good girl, darling.” Your shorts and underwear were removed in an instant. Joel pushes you back a little, moving a few dish towels under you to make it more comfortable on the counter. “Fuck, I’ve missed this sweet, sweet pussy,” he worships you as he bends downs a little to get a better look. Blowing a hot breath on your soaking wet slits, you gasp and cover your face with your hands to hide the pleasure. You were so desperate for him and his body as you moved your hips closer to his face.

The act caused Joel to let out a low chuckle and smirk at your current state. He was just as desperate as you were for him to fuck you. “Such a good girl for me,” He praises as his hands caress your thighs, pulling your pussy closer to his face. He teases you with one quick lick against your folds, letting out a slight moan as he does. This man LOVED pleasuring you. He treated it like his favorite job, and he did it fucking perfectly.

“Joel, please,” You let out as you whimper, pressing your throbbing cunt into his face. The action caused his nose to hit your clit, which made you yelp in pleasure. You throw your head down as you glance down at the man between your legs. He met your gaze with a smirk and started viciously licking your cunt as he kept eye contact. His tongue knew what the hell it was doing. Your body reacted to him with your legs wrapping around his broad shoulders, “Joel! Fuck me, please!”

Your words cause him to smirk, “Oh, I fucking plan on it, darling. I just want to taste and play with this sweet pussy first,” He chuckles, standing up and leaning over you. He grabs your backside and pulls you in a longing kiss.

You reach down as he continues to kiss you more intensely, rubbing his erection membe. Joel lets out a frustrated breath as he pulls away from your lips. Your hands struggle with his belt and jeans. He reaches down to assist you with one hand and pulls your hair back. “Such a desperate girl for my cock,” he says as he leaves himself in his underwear. You can see the stain of precum on his dark underwear.

You nod in agreement with his statement, which causes him to smirk at you. “Tell me that you are, darling.” He whispers to you as he runs his fingers through the back of your hair, tugging slightly on it.

“Please, Joel! Fuck me, please,” you begged again as you let out a whimper. He seems to be satisfied by your answer, pulling down his underwear. You grinned like crazy as you reached down to touch him. He grabs your hands in one of his hands, holding them together so you can't move them. He kisses down your body from your neck to your stomach, and he shows a little extra love to your breasts. His fingers, on the not occupied hand, ran down the same path and gently caressed your cunt. You whimpered out as he let one enter you, “Joel!” You fought back slightly as he continued to finger you, eventually riding his fingers to the same rhythm.

“Such a good girl,” he praises and releases your hands, reaching to play with your nipples as his other hand pleases you. He continues his rhythm and positions until your body starts to react to your soon-to-be orgasm.

“Joel, please may I come?” You asked him as you tried not to already come all over his fingers. He gives you a nod with a big smirk as he continues to fuck you with his fingers. You leaned back against the counter and covered your face with your hands as you let out moans coming all over his fingers.

Joel pulls out his fingers from your throbbing cunt, putting them inside his mouth. He lets out a satisfied noise as he makes eye contact with you. It does not take long for him to line his giant cock up to your throbbing cunt. He looks at you for consent, “fuck me, please!” You respond with.

He enters you with a loud groan from him, holding onto your hips with his rough hands. He thrust hard and quick into you, causing you to cry out in a moan. “You were made for my cock, angel,” he groans as he thrust hard into you. It did not take long for Joel to be gripping your hips tight. He uses one of his hands to play with your very sensitive clit, “fuck, I love you.”

You could tell that Joel was not going to last longer as his thrust started to be a little more sloppy as he continued. “Come in me, Joel,” you encourage him as he grunts in pleasure. He closes his eyes as he applies more pressure onto your clit as he speeds up his fingers and hips. You feel your sensitive cunt throb hard in the need to release as he keeps his rhythm on his thrust.

You both move your hips together in unison as the air is filled with moans, groans, and skin slapping. “Fuck, darling. Going to have me coming like a teenager,” he says loudly as his legs start to twitch and his grip tightens a little on your hip.

“Yes, Joel. I’m going to come with you,” you moan back at him. You both ride out your releases together as he lazily thrusts himself inside of you. He takes his time to pull out of you slowly. Taking a second to recover and leaning down to give you a sweet kiss.

“Holy fuck, darling,” he chuckles and looks down at you as you lay limp on the counter. “That was animalistic.”

You giggle and blush at him, leaning up and catching your breath. “It was, baby. Made up for last night, old man.” You joke at him as you wink at him. He wraps his arms around you again.

“Could an old man do that or this?” He asks and picks you up, causing your legs to wrap around him. You roll your eyes at him, laying your head on his chest as he carries you into the bathroom. He sets you down on the counter and turns on the shower. “Let's get you cleaned up, and we can finish breakfast.”

“You’re still an old man,” you joke as you get down to get into the shower with him to rinse off. “That sounds good, baby. Only if you make me some bacon.” You say as you lean against his chest inside the shower. He nods in response and kisses your head, helping you wash off.

Another thing this man took seriously was aftercare. He always rubbed your body and gave you plenty of kisses and love after any type of sex. “I love you, my sweet old man,” you say as you grin at him.

You both help each other wash off and dry off once ready. He goes into the bedroom to get you out a pair of your jeans and one of his old t-shirts that you usually wear to work, along with his favorite undergarments. He gives you a smirk after you put on the bra and panties. “I have a very sexy picture of this set,” he smirks as he checks you out more.

“You don’t delete those? Where do you keep them?” you panickedly asked him as you threw your hands on your hips. What was he thinking of having those still on his phone? What if one of the girls or Tommy was helping him with his technology issues and saw your dirty pictures? “I thought we talked about this, Joel.”

“Why would I delete such a masterpiece? I put them in some hidden folder Tommy told me about. He didn’t see anything, but I asked him what he did with his.” He says as he starts to get dressed.

“Let me see! How secure is it?” You grab his phone and look for the said folder. He holds his phone but not in a suspicious way as he lets you watch him show you where it is. He opens the folder to find close to fifty photos of you in your undergarments or birthday suit from pictures you sent to him, bedroom activity photos, or sexy FaceTime times he screenshotted. “you dirty fucking dog.”

He rolls his eyes and lets you look through it. It was hidden well under your birthday passcode. You thought it was a confidence boost that he enjoyed viewing you like that. He has plenty of clothed and regular photos of you as well.

After you joke around together, Joel returns to the kitchen to start breakfast. You finish up getting ready for the day as you smell the coffee and bacon from the kitchen. You follow the smell into the room as you watch Joel cooking your eggs and bacon. He hears you walk into the room, turning around with a grin. “Here’s some coffee, darling. The rest of the breakfast should be finished in a few. I put the muffins in the oven, by the way.” He smirked at you as he pulled the bar chair out so you could sit down with your coffee.

Life with Joel Miller was heavenly. It seemed too good to be true sometimes, but it never stopped being good. You have been through some ups and downs in your relationship, but he made sure all the times you had together were perfect.

After breakfast was finished and eaten, Joel got both sets of boots out. You both put them on and headed out the door. Outside, Sassy was lying in her favorite spot under the patio. She let out a happy bark as she ran up to Joel to go to work. The two of you walked out to the barn to start a half day of chores around the ranch. Time passes quickly as you both fool around and work together well.

Your time with the sexy cowboy was the happiest that you had ever been in your life.

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junicult · 8 months

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I love how you write harvey sm!!! You had me swooning with every words !! So sweet, short, and straight to the point but very flavorful and entertaining! i'm so happy i came across your blog !

I have a prompt that u can feel free to use!

What do you think Harvey is like when he & the farmer just got married? For example, is he very timid that he couldn't sleep when next to the farmer? Is he very hesitant to hold them? Or other things u think/headcanon? Would love to read your thoughts! Thank you so much for your time !!<3

!! harvey as your new husband

contains ; domestic fluff. another post of me rambling lol. entirely sfw! gn!farmer / gender is never implied. short drabble.

note ; i’m in a harvey brainrot rn that every time i try to sit down to write for the other bachelors, i just end up staring at my screen doing nothing 😓

when you were only dating, it wasn’t rare for harvey to come over while you were working after he found some time of his own.

even once, after you invited him over and sighed about how dirty you felt the cottage was since you hardly had time to clean—he became accustomed to do so just for you.

bringing over his own cleaning supplies just to sweep the dust, help with laundry, clean your kitchen and make dinner for you.

and he didn’t even mind doing all of it, just to help you lift the weight of your chores.

so after that one time, and you came home to see a squeaky clean home, and your excellent boyfriend after a particularly exhausting day—you could’ve cried.

not to mention, he goes the great mile. those large yellow gloves over his hands, non-slip shoes and a hardware apron over his clothes so he wouldn’t get himself dirty.

some may say it’s a bit dramatic, but he says prepared.

anyways, it became a routine he was fond of doing.

harvey came over a lot. to the point where his own house didn’t really feel like home anymore.

he hated those nights when he couldn’t come over, forced to sleep in his own bed without you by his side. it would take him longer to fall asleep if he couldn’t feel you next to him. he probably had to hug a pillow just to feel something lol.

so when you got married, it’s safe to say he was ecstatic to be moving out of his lonely apartment. especially when you made time to come help him, packing stuff in boxes.

it really made him realize how life changing it is. to see you labeling each box, sorting through his cds and tapes while talking about your future together.

“i think these would look nice in our living room, i could move my bookshelf over and we could squeeze this in…” you ramble on, face full of concentration.

it made his heart gush, even just hearing you call it our living room.

when you’d “ooo” and “aaa” at items of his you looked forward to decorating the house with, and “uhh” at the ones you didn’t. he couldn’t possibly be upset, if anything, he’d laugh at your honesty. there’s nothing that’d make him upset right now.

so when you were finally married, you had to work but he spent the majority of the day squeezing his stuff into the house like you both planned, it still felt right.

you didn’t have to be beside him, helping him unbox for him to be happy. he found everything seemed to fit in place.

settling in didn’t feel as much of a task as you both thought it’d be. there was always a cloud of sadness when he’d have to leave, so finally that experience was tarnished after the knot was tied.

there’s no leaving anymore, because he always comes right back.

at this point, his nerves being around you were fizzled, but of course he still got butterflies when he’d see you.

any moment he was intimate with you still made him feel much younger with the way his heart would pound and his palms would grow sweaty. even if you were just leaning in to kiss him.

so the first night you two were living together as a married couple—i don’t think he’d be so nervous.

or at least, not nervous in a bad way.

“which side of the bed should i sleep on?”

“harvey, we’ve slept together before. this isn’t new.” you tease.

“well we’ve never slept together as a married couple who lives in the same house. this is the start to the rest of our lives, i want to make sure we’re making the right decision,” and after he realizes what he implied, he’s widening his eyes and shaking his head, “no! not like that! as in, what if i sleep on the right side, but i sleep on my right side so my back is always turned to you—“

“harvey, honey…i’m not going to be mad at you if i wake up and you’re not facing me.” you giggle.

he really knows how to overthink everything.

but once you’re finally tucked in bed together (you on the right, him on the left) i don’t think he’ll overthink at this point.

by now, you’re both so in love that he doesn’t second guess reaching over to hold you anymore. he doesn’t need to rethink all of that.

when you latch onto him, pressing your face into his chest and wrapping your arms around him—he’s bound to get butterflies. you may even hear his heart beat a little quicker. but he’s not shy to give you the same treatment.

if he could, he’d hold you all day. he never wants to let go.

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 3 months

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AITA for "not making time" for my ex

So I (21F) met my ex (24M) at an internship I held last summer. We started seeing each other and things quickly developed into a full relationship. We spent a lot of time together as we worked 10hr days together 4 days a week and he always wanted to meet up on weekends. For a while every date was an overnight and our physical relationship began very quickly.

Fast forward a couple months and I moved back to college as I am finishing up my BA atm. He knew this going into the relationship and I made it explicitly clear that if he wanted things to continue, it was going to be long distance (its about 2-2 1/2 hours away). Shortly before this time he became extra clingy and angsty about me moving saying things like I never made time for him (our dates even prior to were never less than 10 hours) and when we weren't able to see each other for a couple days he would want to call and would want to talk for hours because he missed me even if I was busy or expressed that I didn't want to be on the phone as it is a very mentally draining task for me.

After 1-2 months of long distance, these problems got worse. Every time I saw him he would complain about not having enough time to do stuff with me and would often stay most of the weekend even if I would politely ask to have some time to do homework or just be by myself. He would say that he could help with my chores, homework or mental health time and didn't seem to understand my desire to do things independently. He kept saying that I wasn't letting him into my life enough and said that he hated the distance between us and wished he didn't have to drive so far. There were other issues that also kept piling on and eventually after much back and forth we broke up him citing that "he wasn't good for me" and things weren't working out.

During the month after our breakup I felt many things both guilty and sad but also a bit relieved as the fighting in our relationship had caused a lot of built up stress and anxiety that had pushed me to a very low place. In this time we had called a few times to discuss things and some calls went okay but others took turns and would leave me feeling hurt and confused. We had a meetup to talk in person about getting back together and I said for the time being I think we're better off as friends. He is someone I care a lot about and I do think that he has some dark shit to deal with and probably needs to seek counseling. I feel as if I have been very forgiving and kind but also acknowledge that I likely have some fault in the demise of our relationship as there are things I need to work on such as boundary setting and people pleasing.

Since this conversation many things have happened that complicate matters and I honestly feel a bit lost. There are times it feels like we could have a new beginning and others where all the old issues come screaming back into my face. I've said I don't want to be in a relationship with him right now and need time to work through things and he wants to keep up the physical part of our relationship as he sees that as something that didn't need fixing.

Recently we met up and I had set plans with my friends before and after we saw each other. He showed up mad that I had set plans with other people on the day that we had time together since it made things feel rushed and he wanted to actually be able to spend time with me. This ended up blowing up into an argument and he told me to "grow the hell up" and also said that I "needed to learn how to be in a real relationship". These things were incredibly triggering to me as I am both younger than him and this is also the first relationship and everything that I have ever been in. He told me that he didn't appreciate the fact that I never wanted to make time for him and said that this was true during our relationship as well. He said that if I couldn't do it he had other friends that cared about him enough and that he shouldn't have even come to see me since it was clear that I didn't give a shit.

Now I feel so lost since I have even after our relationship never flaked on him and have been overly honest about my insecurities and everything even outside of the relationship. He is someone I still really care about but every time something like this happens I feel that he is not good for me even if he does really care about me in all the ways he says. It hurts so bad even because amongst all these things we still have really nice times together where we can just be around each other and enjoy each others company. I know that I cannot separate these experiences as they happen with the same man and all my friends tell me this is manipulative behavior but I also worry that I'm overreacting.

So AITA? (sorry for the long post)

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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pluralwizard · 5 months

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revolutionary concept: low effort party theming for mutual cleaning days

okay here's how it is. neurodivergence hard, special interests good. friends also good, loneliness bad. so if you DO have friends in close proxim, you could theoretically (untested hypothesis so far) ask to "host" a cleaning party if you're like, idk. kinda in a dire spot and need some help with house chores. Group of friends picks a theme together, like idk low effort old clothes cosplay of your D&D characters, or just colors like green or yellow. doesnt have to be complicated. Everyone works together, each according to energy and ability etc. Maybe some paperwork needs sorting as well, someone with less physical energy (like me!) can sit and do tasks. fold laundry, be part of a washing up chain, etc. Learn everyone's strengths and weaknesses. If someone's got a better stomach for Real Gross stuff honor them, give them a small award, but that means EVERYONE ELSE can focus on fun things. I hate washing up, i love folding laundry and cleaning surfaces!! i just cant always GET to those steps on my own. Together, we all kinda can. But make sure you do at least SOME of the other jobs you dont much like, especially if theres a lot of one to do. Just. Do your best i believe in u!! OH RIGHT the fun bit :3 THEMED party. now whatever that means is up to you, its like gender: no rules. I run a vibes based economy in my house, so if its PIRATES that will mean BANDANAS and REGGAE PLAYLISTS and WAVES ambiences. and we get to say SWAB in a cornish accent, which is very good try it now. (cornish is barbosa, PotC) Just find something to make it a little fun. Also if it were me, i'd plan a break, then something fun and lower energy for the evening like a movie. If everyone does it for each other, or even just like, once a month as part of a hangout idk. take turns helping each other with like, stuff that either piles up a bit and ur KINDA managing but not that WELL and strategies are GOOD but not always attainable etc etc

#long post #oh god im high #please make this a conversation

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fandom-imagination-ss · 11 months

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Imagine: Asking your husband Derek to go to the local Fair in town.

It was Hot, Far too Hot to be just June, the sweat rolling off your forehead going into your brow, Was one of MANY! reasons why you Hate Summer. Sure Winter is cold but when you're cold. you can Add an extra layer you can snuggle up with your Hot (Physically And in appearance) Husband. Derek. you met him right after his Baby mama had their Son Eli and she Bailed. Leaving the Quiet little town for the Big City and Derek making a vow once the "true Alpha" left for the city abandoning Beacon Hill. he came back and vowed to never leave. you just moved into town when you bumped into him in the food market. seeing him struggle with a New baby. as he was debating on which baby food he should have. you are a baby expert. Since your old roommate had a baby and you witnessed it ALL! you couldn't help yourself but Help the Single Hot dad with the adorable baby. Years later Eli was now a teenager. and you were Sweating outside pulling weeds in the garden.

you tried pawning off this task to Eli, But he heard "yard work "this morning at breakfast and He bolted. Derek always kindly offered to do it after work since he knew you hated Yard work. you use to love it, it use to be a nice chore, you put music on. make a big pitcher of Lemonade. Four years agoana Ancient God of Harvest came to beacon hill and you were captured and Almost Eaten alive by a Roots of a tree.. you were caught In the garden. So you don't practicallyy Enjoy Doing the Yard work anymore. Not alone at least.

Sitting in the yard on your butt lunged over a flowerbed. you remember When Derek and you moved into the house, the first thing he did after you both painted the house. was put the flowerbed up. His mom use to love her garden back at the Old Hale home. and he said the house wasn't a home without a bunch of prettty flowers. and they calmed him. you loved how the flowers looked but you didn't like How Hot it was.

Derek was in the shop working on a stubborn truck calibrater. Something about a leak or a missing piece. Honestly, when Derek talks to mechanics, you don't listen to you. You watch him and openly drool over him. Even after years of dating and marriage, you are still sometimes stunned at his beauty. Derek openly teases you about it.

The sun was getting hotter, and everyone was at the fair. Eli was there going with a girl he liked.

After pulling all the weeds, cutting the yard, and clearing the clippings. You went inside and took. A cold shower to cool down.

Hearing the front door open and hearing Derek call out for you. You called down saying you be back in a few minutes. Meeting him in the kitchen you sat on the counter freshly cleaned and cooled down as you watched your husband prep dinner.

"Hey Hot stuff." you called out as he chuckled as he looked up atyou, "Hey beautiful- what you want?"

you chuckled gasping touching your heart, "me? what makes you think i want anything." he smiled he's famous lop sided smile before stepping over putting both hands on either side of your legs as he gave you a quick peak on the lips, "because baby I know you- you only call me hot stuff when you want something."

you smiled as you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him into second longer kiss before pulling back, 'well- it just so happens- I wanted to ask you out on a Date. tonight after dinner."

he smiled to that as you spoke, "the fair is in town- and I dont know if you remember but that's the Same fair we met each other- where you threatened to kill me if i didn't turn into a wolf.."

Derek sighed heavily as he spoke, "Seriously? I ended up saving your life that night."

"wait- you tried killing Y/N?"

you both turned seeing Eli as Derek moved away as you nodded your head. slightly bummed that Derek moved away but you turned to Eli as you spoke, "yup- I was one of the first people your dad wanted to turn to make his pack."

"but you aren't a werewolf."

you nodded your head, 'yea- ugh- your dad had a change of heart."

"I just realized how much of a pain and trouble she would cause me and i didn't want to be stuck with her forever."

he went back to fixing up the porkchops as yu chuckled, "Jokes on you Sucker! you married me. Stuck with me forever and beyond now." Derek chuckled as Eli walked off. after that as you spoke, "So? you going to take your favorite girl to the Fair? or am I going without you?"

Derek smiled as he turned looking at you. feeling his heart full. he never thought he would have this.. this perfect slice of heaven. he nodded his head, "i'll take you. but only if you Win me a bear."

you smiled saying deal. as you got off the counter kissing his cheek and helping him with dinner.

#Derek hale #"#Derek hale imagine #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #tw #tw imagine #fandom imagine #imagine #derek hale x reader #Derek hale fluff

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kedreeva · 1 year

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Game Time

It's November 29th and I'm doing well, but I'm.... a ways away from 50k on my nanowrimo story. But there's still time if I focus. I am terrible at focusing! Here's where you come in.

I will write 100 words for every task/chore from your to-do list that you do today or tomorrow.

It doesn't have to be a very big task, but preferably it is one you are struggling with motivation for as well, so that we can help each other. Dishes, vacuuming, taking a walk, writing your own 100 next words, eating a food, sending that email... whatever you need some extra push for, go do it* and then come tell me, and I'll write 100 words more. Asks are fine, or replies or reblogs or messaging.

*Since a lot of people are sending in tasks that they've already done prior to seeing this post, to be clear you should be doing one NEW task, one that is inspired by seeing this post and, preferably, something that might not have gotten done otherwise.

I'll take task reports until midnight EST on the 30th, and once I hit 50k (which probably won't be today but... who knows), I will start on the prompts in my askbox, and/or sentinel fic with whatever is leftover. So don't be afraid to start a task that would put me over; as long as you report by midnight, I'll still write.

Let's get some stuff done!

#games #I will be tagging these as #100 task challenge #you can even hmu on discord if you want #Kedreeva4912 #can't put the pound sign/hashtag between the name and numbers #but you know where it goes #just so we're clear the first prompt in my inbox #is Eddie manhandling Steve

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taiyoandluna09 · 8 months

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Lilith Morningstar (The Demon Queen)

(This is a completely different series from my "Nanatsu No Taizai Headcanons" series. This will focus on Familia sides like their parents, siblings, etc. We have never seen any of their families, so it's up to me to do the work.)

(@the-constellation-collective ) Thank you for liking my post alongside others! As much as I love nanatsu no taizai, I won't ignore the problematic stuff in it.

(Today, we will talk about Lilith Morningstar. I know, how original of me with last names. I named her after the "Lilith" from Jewish mythology, who is known to be the mother of all demonic things.)

Trigger Warning; Non-con, Manipulation, attempted child murder, isolation, physical abuse, death, grooming (she's an adult, but grooming can happen to anyone), stalking, coercion, etc. If you are sensitive to any of these, I'd advise you to click out right now since it's not for the faint of heart. You have been warned.

• Lilith Magne (now Morningstar after taking the demon kings last name) is the biological mother of Meliodas and Zeldris.

• She is actually only half-demon on her father's side but was made full-demon by the demon king

• Lilith had black, curly, hair, and green eyes. Meliodas and Zeldris got their green eyes from their mother, and zeldris looked the most like her.

• Despite the fact that her whole family are half-demons, they lived a blissful, domestic life. Lilith was a normal woman in a normal town alongside her family.

• She was greatly attached to the village as she was raised there alongside the rest of her families bloodline. Everyone was kind and even gave her free stuff because she helped them out a lot.

• She always helped her siblings out with housework, chores, etc, alongside her parents. Her folks were kinda old but still had stamina. She helped with the barn animals, house chores, etc.

• She had two older brothers who were in their 30s named "Alexander" and Henry. They were the ones who did the heavy lifting around the village. She also had two teenage sisters that were 14 and 15, respectively named "Liliana" and "Alexis" who helped with the barn animals, chores, etc. Lilith is in her 20s, respectively, and helped her parents mostly with selling and fixing things around the village.

• Her family are merchants, but Lilith mostly does the merchant jobs since the rest of the family does different tasks. She mostly goes adventuring to find new things to sell and often comes back with hoards of things.

• Lilith met the demon king while she was out wandering to find new things to sell as a merchant. She was in the forest collecting rare gems and came across an injured male in the forest who was bleeding out. Lilith was horrified and came running to his aid. She ripped a piece of her clothing to stop the bleeding and carried him all the way back to her hometown.

• Her family was horrified at the fact that she was carrying an injured male. They hurried and started to treat him as they layed him on the bed. While he was bedridden, Lilith and him had the time to spend with one another. He told her his name was "Andras", They grew close to each other alongside her family, who liked him for his humbleness and kindness.

• Lilith took him out sometimes so he could enjoy himself at the village. They spend time with one another at festivals, celebrations, family dinner, etc. He even helped with their family jobs like helping with the barn animals, fixing thing, etc. Lilith and him spent so much time together that the village people thought they were dating, and they began to make sly "accidents" calling him her boyfriend. Her family begin to do it too, her siblings doing it when they get in funny arguments and her parents doing it as an approval way. All of them equally made her flustered because, as much as she denied it, Lilith actually grew quite a crush on Andras.

• One day, Alexander introduced his family to his long-time girlfriend "Amelia". The family welcomed her with a nice dinner, and she generally began to hang with their family for a long time.

• One specific day in the afternoon, Lilian was walking when she found heard andras speaking to someone. She started eavesdropping and was horrified to hear what she had just heard. She tried warning her family, but they thought she was having a nightmare, Lilith specifically thought she had a fever like somebody was brainwashing her. Lilian remembered that look andras gave her when nobody believed her, and it made her realize that something wasn't right.

• The next day in the afternoon, Lilith was talking with andras when he told her that he wanted to bring her somewhere. It was the day of Alexander and Amelia's wedding, so she wanted it to be quick. She was brought to a flowerfield with a cherryblossom tree at the hill, and they both went to the tree. Lilith thought he was going to confess to her but not in the way she expected. There, at the same time, andras revealed his true form, The Demon King. Lilith was terrified as "andras" spoke about his true intentions and mocked her openly alongside her family + the village. Lilith rejected him loudly (even though she didn't have a choice). She then realized something, "andras" was calm a little bit 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗺. Lilith had a horrified realization at his calm smile that was really sinister. She then ran away to warn the village and her family but was too late.

• She had arrived too late when the demon king put a barrier over the village to not allow people to exit or enter. The demon king forced Lilith to watch her family, friends, village, etc. be massacred without mercy, and 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲. The demon king calmly blamed her, mocked her, etc, as he calmly watched her cry in despair. Her whole village was destroyed, and once everyone was dead, she was allowed to move, which she fell to the ground in despair and cried hysterically.

• Her older brother, Alexander, died on the day of his wedding. Her older brother, Henry, will never be able to become a father like he always wanted to. Her parents will never have the chance to see their children become their own people. Her younger sisters will never get the chance to grow up. She cried hysterically until her voice was hoarse.

• The demon king tricked Lilith into becoming his wife when he gave her the ring as his disguised self, "Andras." He groomed her into loving him and stalked her way before they even met because he thought she was a perfect candidate to produce powerful children. She was unaware that she was caught on his web and that everyone was fooled by his lie.

• The demon king trapped her and brought her back to the demon realm as she kicked and screamed for help before she was taken in the portal with him.

• Lilith wasn't compliant at all. She screamed and scratched. She was determined to get out of the demon realm. So he decided to break her spirit with illusion demons (they were less powerful than gowther). The demon king mentally tortured her with illusions of her dead village, friends, etc, and isolated her from the world. She was chained to the wall by a collar. They treated her like a dog. They gave her scraps of food, rarely washed her, and generally treated her like shit until she was half-broken.

• The Demon King forcefully turned her into a full-demon without her consent. She tried everything to stop him, she struggled, bit him, but nothing worked. The only sound was her screaming no at the top of her lungs in despair as the demon guards tried not to cry because the demon king would execute anyone who showed emotions. She became the very thing she hated, which made her despair and mental health go downhill. He left her after he turned her. She was left in the corner, huddling to herself.

• Lilith looked the same, except she had the demon mark on her back, which made her eyes black mixed with dark red. She had curled black horns and pointy ears alongside a black tail with a heart-shaped tip.

• Lilith was let out days before her wedding. She was dirty and had a shell-shocked face. The maids led her to her own personal fancy room and washed her. Lilith hated demons after the torture she went through, and the way she talked to them showed her loathing towards the demonic race. It took her forever to get her out of her shell around the maids, and someone made her get out of it calmly. There was a demon head maid named "Agares," and she was in charge of Lilith. Agares from now on became lilith's lady-in-waiting. Agares have been the head maid of the 𝗔𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 for a long time. Agares known the circumstances lilith was in and hated the demon king. It was known that everyone in the demon race didn't like the demon king for how he treated his subjects, etc. Agares told lilith that the demonic race followed the demon king because of his power. The demon king was a powerful man and wouldn't hesitate to wipe out his own people because of petty reasons. Agares informed lilith that the demonic race doesn't like the demon king and are involuntary loyal to him.

• Agares knew it would take lilith sometime to warm up to the employees of the mansion. She just wanted to reassure her, even if it was a little bit. Lilith started to warm up to the employees (excluding the prison guards) little by little. Agares didn't hate the demon race as much as before but still loathed the demon king.

• The day of the wedding came. She was miserable and was forced to take off her jewelry that was given by her family. They washed her, did her makeup, did her hair, etc. She didn't talk during the wedding or smile. She just had a somber look on her face. The only time she talked was during the "I Do" part, and that was it. She reluctantly drinked the chalice that was filled with blood for the wedding ceremony, and that was it.

• 𝗙𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗼𝗻, 𝗟𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗻𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗟𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿.

• Her married life was torture for her both mentally and physically. The demon king physically abused her when he didn't like what she was doing. That happened for the most littlest things.

• When Lilith called him out on his hypocrisy, she was forced down to the chambers and was whipped, burnt, and scarred for defying him. She was isolated for 15 days while being mentally tortured by the ghosts of her past with illusions.

• The way meliodas was conceived is far from consensual. The demon king gave her a drink during dinner time, she was eating and the butler gave her wine. She did drink the wine and dropped it after she realized something had happened. The demon king drugged her drink with aphrodisiac without her consent, and that whole night was dub-con because she wasn't in the right state of mind.

• She was in despair while the demon king mocked her about the night they spent together. She cried the whole time and was known to be a functional alcoholic.

•She found out she was pregnant like weeks later after the whole ordeal. The doctor congratulated her, but she was far from happy, and it made her mental health worse.

• When meliodas was born, she was very silent and looked the other way. The nurse didn't question it and went to clean him up. Lilith had postpartum depression. She didn't feel a bond with meliodas. She didn't sleep, eat, or wash up. Agares had to coerce her to eat, sleep, etc, which she gladly did. This was during the time meliodas was in the nursery.

• On one specific day, she went to visit meliodas in the nursery secretly. She looked at him sleeping in the NICU bed. She stood over him and felt nothing towards him, except dark thoughts. She saw the color of his hair and had murderous thoughts as she grabbed a pillow and attempted to suffocate him, but meliodas woke up before she could do any of that.

• She saw his eyes, his sparkling, green eyes as he giggled and was reaching out to her. His eyes are the same color as her eyes, the same color as her brother, sisters, and parents' eyes. She remembered her past and the moments spent with her family, the time when she was the most happy. Before she knew it, tears started dropping on meliodas, which made him make a confused babble sound as he looked up at her. Lilith softly sobbed as she dropped the pillow and slid down on the floor to kneel as she gripped the NICU bed. She wobbled to get up and looked down at meliodas. He reached out to wipe her tears away, which made her smile. She managed to form a motherly bond with him.

• She cradled him in her arms as she smiled at him before putting him back in his bed. The nurse came back to check on meliodas and saw a birth certificate that had the name "Meliodas Morningstar" on his bed. Lilith officially named him on her own record and put it on his birth certificate.

• Lilith loved meliodas dearly and spent time with him a lot. She carried meliodas around and brought him everywhere with her. They spent most of the time making flowercrowns in the field and going to festivals with each other. Lilith thought that as long as she had meliodas, she would be fine and could endure all the pain if it would protect her son.

• She tried to shield meliodas from the abuse going on in the family, but sooner or later, he would find out. The demon king hired chandler to teach meliodas how to fight, and the training was super harsh, agares informed Lilith about it because she was worried about the fact that the training they did to meliodas at such a young age was concerning.

• Lilith confronted the demon king about it, and they got into a huge fight. This led to lilith being locked up in the chambers and tortured again before getting let out after 10 days.

• After 10 days, she was finally let out. Lilith noticed how hard, cruel, and dark meliodas had become and finally noticed his demon mark alongside his dark eyes. Lilith was horrified at how much they changed her son, who was only a child into a cruel soldier. Lilith had to comfort meliodas in private so they wouldn't be caught, no matter how much meliodas denied in his nonchalant tone. Lilith could tell he was hurting. She finally asked him to release his demon mark. Meliodas reluctantly did it and became childish before he started to weep. He told his mother about the training and how he didn't like his father or his mentor. He told her that he didn't wanna train anymore because that would mean that he couldn't spend time with her anymore. Lilith red him a bedtime story so he could go to sleep and left. She then thanked agares for informing her about this whole ordeal and agares happily smiled as she nodded.

• One day, chandler informed the demon king about agares. He told him how she was a hindrance to the training since she kept telling lilith and that they executed her. The demon king didn't care until he remembered that lilith was incredibly close to agares since she was her lady-in-waiting, then he agreed to it.

• All of a sudden, guards burst through the door to lilith's bedroom and locked up agares for no reason. Meliodas was crying and scared, and lilith carried him as she comforted him. Lilith demanded them to explain what was going on after they locked agares up in the cell. The guards told her that agares were ordered to be executed 2 days from now, and she was horrified at the explanation. She tried to ask the demon king what was going on, but the guards wouldn't let her because he was "unavailable" right now, which made her 10× more pissed about it.

• Lilith started having a panic attack because once again, the demon king is going to take someone she cares about away. Luckily, one of the maids managed to calm her down. On the 2nd day, Lilith asked the demon king what she could do to prevent agares death, and the demon king asked her for a night with her. She was horrified about his demands, but she had no choice in the matter. She reluctantly slept with him once again in order for agares to not get executed.

• On the last day, she was worried if he kept his promise or not. She was nervous, and meliodas was fast asleep. She waited forever until agares came back into her room, completely fine. Lilith ran to her and hugged her in relief that someone she cared about didn't get ripped away from her again. Agares hugged her tightly as she cried because lilith technically sold her body in order for her to not die, and she was upset at the fact that lilith slept with someone she hated because she was going to be executed.

• Lilith was in charge of multiple things as the demon queen. She was responsible for political, financial, celebrations, etc. She was a great deal in demonic history since she was the reason why the demon world is so advanced in multiple things since zeldris followed her words from the multiple books she wrote about what she wanted to do if she was the king. Her words were the cause of the Enlightenment Age in the demon world after the demon king was defeated and zeldris replaced him.

• Lilith hired people to create a mansion separate from the "𝗔𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲" since that was the demon king's official residence alongside the fact that she didn't have anything of her own. She created an elegant mansion that belonged to her and brought agares with her alongside other maids that work for her. She named it. "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗭𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻" That was the demon queen's official residence.

• 10 weeks later, she found out that she was pregnant with zeldris. She luckily didn't have postpartum depression like before. She cradled zeldris in her arms while singing baby songs that she learned from her village. Meliodas spent the most time with zeldris when they were younger despite being forced to participate in rough training.

• The demon king sought to kill zeldris since he was weaker than meliodas. He didn't like weak people. Lilith told meliodas to go somewhere with zeldris, and he did what he was told. He brought zeldris to a flower field with the other demon kids to play with him. Lilith begged him not to kill zeldris, which made the demon king start physically abusing her. He then slept with her at the cost of zeldris's life, which she accepted.

• When she was, once again, locked up for 10 days for defying the demon king. Gowther unexpectedly visited her. She was suspicious of him since he was one of the stronger demons, especially with his more powerful illusion magic since she had history with that type of magic. It took her a while for her to warm up to him. She saw the warmth of his heart and his disgust in the demon king despite his poker smile face, he told her that he couldn't believe he treated his wife like this, considering gowther has a lover and he would never treat her like this. Before she knew it, her, glariza, and gowther became friends. Lilith trusted gowther enough to take care of her children, and he gave her hope again.

• Lilith, Gowther, and Glariza became a group of friends. Lilith often hosted a tea party so she could spend time with them. They spent their days talking about random subjects while eating, making flowers, etc. Lilith trusted them enough to let them meet meliodas and zeldris, which made their bond grow more. They spent time with the children in bliss as friends alongside agares.

• They spent a lot of years together as friends and even considered each other as family. Lilith made gowther and Glariza a godfather and godmother, respectively, since she couldn't trust Cusack, The Demon King, and Chandler to take care of her children.

• Lilith teached meliodas and zeldris that it was okay to have emotions and to fall in love. She said the opposite of what their father said, and she told them that it was fine to cry and that it isn't a weak thing to do. She spent her days with her children and friends. Those were the happiest moments in the demon realm she had.

• Meliodas and Zeldris sadly witnessed their mother getting abused by their father. Lilith told them to get out because she didn't want them to see it, but they didn't leave. Instead, they stood and tried to protect their mother. The demon king saw this as a useless, pitiful thing but stopped. The boys were crying and asking if she was okay. She tried to comfort them by lying and saying she was fine, but they didn't believe it. Meliodas didn't like his hair anymore because it looked like his father's hair. He finally told her that he didn't wanna be like his father and become cruel like him, Lilith smiled and said that he is a sweet boy and nothing like his father. From that point on, meliodas and zeldris couldn't do much to stop their father's abuse. Their mother took the blame and punishment for their own mistakes to protect them, they started taking their training seriously to protect their mother even though she told them not to.

• Meliodas and Zeldris tend to have their demon mark on when they come to her after training, which she scolds them for. They were themselves when they were with her and were allowed to show their true eye colors alongside emotions in her presence. They thought of her as home and that everything was fine with her around.

•Lilith, one day, started a rebellion to free them from the demon king's rule. She started a rebellion with a little party and wore full armor with a black sword. She did fight against goddesses to protect her people and her children despite not wanting to kill people. Lilith actually met Michael before she met the demon king. She often writes books and poems about her days with Michael when she was younger. Lilith wrote a letter to gowther and gloriza before her confrontation with the demon king. She left two things with meliodas and zeldris. She gave meliodas a green brooch and gave zeldris a black sword with a red ribbon on it before she left. The demon king and Lilith fought forever and were b powerful in their own ways, but sadly, Lilith lost the fight as she bled to death she cursed him in the heaven and earth and told him that their children would take revenge one day. The demon king didn't take it seriously as he watched her die with a smile on her face as she thought of Agares, Glariza, Gowther, Meliodas, and Zeldris. She then thought of her family, friends, and the whole village before dying.

• The demon king announced the death of the demon queen and attempted to execute the people that took part in the rebellion, he realized that she outsmarted him and that the people who took part in it already escaped the demon realm. She is dead, but her body was telephoned elsewhere. Gowther put her in an elegant glasscase where she didn't age. The demon king attempted to deatroy her whole body, but the glasscase was strong in its own right before he gave up. The whole demon realm mourned silently but didn't show it since they knew the demon king would tolerate showing emotions.

•Lilith left Gowther and Glariza in charge of meliodas and zeldris. They both mourned the death of their long-time friend, Gowther mourned silently while Glariza mourned openly as she cried in gowther's arms. Agares upheld her mansion in honor of her and became her son's maid.

• Meliodas and Zeldris were devastated in their mother's death. At the announcement of her death, Meliodas stood shell shocked as the area around him became white, noise drowning out everyone around him, including his own thoughts. What Lilith doesn't realize is that she left alone a child (meliodas) who doesn't understand human emotions that much, and one (Zeldris) who is terrified of punishments.

• The demon king then was allowed to mentally and physically abuse his own children in the disguise of training and discipline. He made them into child soldiers who always have their demon mark on to block all human emotions. He openly mocked their mother in front of them because he knew they couldn't do a single thing about it since they're only children. The training became much harsher, and they were only children. Their situation made the siblings grow apart, but zeldris always wanted to spend time with meliodas since the demon king neglected him, but meliodas had to deal with horrible things. Meliodas sometimes trained with zeldris and even went dragon hunting with him. He protected him from their father like their mother since he remembered that their mother told them to always protect one another even though it resulted in horrible punishments.

• Glariza and Gowther were there for them for moral support at their father's cruelty towards his own children. They were there for the boys until glariza died from mael, then everything went downhill, and the ten commandments were formed. Meliodas became the leader at such a young age with the commandment of love and zeldris with the commandment of piety.

• The Demon Queen was loved by her citizens for her kindness and her motherly ways alongside her intelligence.

• She wrote multiple books about her life as the demon queen, her life beforehand, and her life as a mother. They were all unpublished because of the demon king's rule but were all published when zeldris took over.

•She wrote multiple poems about love, family, despair, motherhood, children, friends, etc. They were unpublished like her books and were published after zeldris's rule.

•Lilith was remembered throughout demonic history as the most important, influential, demonic woman in existence.

• Agares remembered that she loved taking a walk in the garden. Her favorite flowers were "𝗪𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗟𝗼𝘁𝘂𝘀" & "𝗟𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀"

• Her mansion is still around today in the demon realm, and it's cleaned daily by the servants as one of the important pieces to demonic history.

• Lilith wore a victorian widow dress with a black veil to cover her bruised face. She was mainly found in the garden, watering her plants. She had bruises, hickies, scars, etc. all over her body from the demon king that was left untreated professionally, she had to do it all herself.

• Her voice claim is "Lisa Hannigan," the voice actress of Blue Diamond from Steven Universe

• The citizens of the demon world alongside the maids describe lilith as elegant but in a somber way. The people have seen her all the time since she used to come to their villages to spend time with the citizens, but they never saw her face since she always wore her black veil. The only people who have seen her without her veil are Agares, Meliodas, The Demon King, Glariza, Zeldris, and Gowther.

• She has painted portraits all around the castle. One specific one is her without her veil, and people describe her as beautiful. Zeldris is a really strict person, so everything in the painting is correct. The rest of the paintings were during her time when she was alive.

• Zeldris followed her ideas that she wrote in a book that talked about things she would do if she was the demon king. Her ideas caused the Enlightenment Age of the demon world.

• Elizabeth, Tristan, and Meliodas alongside Gelda and Zeldris visit Lilith's and Michael's Graves to put flowers on them.

(Thank you for reading, I'm gonna be honest. This took way longer than I expected. I hope you liked it :D)

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Her necklace | Yelena Belova

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Platonic!Reader

Summary: After Natasha's death Yelena started wearing her necklace. When she loses it, it's like she lost the last piece of her sister. You help your sister in law try to find it.

Word count: 1010

Warnings: sadness, loss of Natasha (past).

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A ding from your phone takes your concentration off of your current task. You check the screen and see it’s a message from Wanda.

Wanda: Hey y/n, can you call me as soon as you get this?

You pick up your phone to call immediately. “Hey Wands, what’s up?” You say a bit concerned because her text sounded urgent. “Hey y/n, I wasn’t sure if you’d be at work or not.” Once you reassure her that you’re just doing some house chores she goes on. “ I was wondering if Yelena spent the night at your place?”

“She didn’t, is everything okay?” You reply. “I’m not sure. No one saw her come home last night and she wasn’t at the team meeting this morning. I was hoping she came to you, we’re worried about her. Any idea where she might be?” Wanda explains the situation. You think for a bit before saying, “I might know somewhere. I’ll go check right now, keep me updated? Bye Wands.”

You hang up the phone and grab your keys to leave, within a couple minutes you were out of the door and into your car.

After your wife Natasha had sacrificed herself to save the world you and Yelena grew closer through your loss. Together you would spend hours at her grave. Sometimes you’d sit there in silence and other times you told each other stories of your time with Natasha. Yelena would share things about their childhood, and you told her stories from when you were together, in the time before her and Natasha had reconnected.

So, that’s where you might find her. Once you walk onto the cemetery where Natasha was buried you see a figure at her grave. You send a quick text to Wanda.

You: I found her. Walking up to her now, I’ll keep you updated.

When you walk closer you see the tears streaming down Yelena’s face and hear the words, “I’m sorry” coming out of her mouth over and over again. Your heart broke at the sight. You move closer and sit down next to her. At first you don’t speak, as a way to give Yelena space. With your eyes fixated on all the pictures, letters, flowers, candles and stuffed animals people had left at your wife’s grave. If only she could see how many people had loved her.

After a while Yelena gets up and you do as well. The next moment she’s in your arms, stroking her back. Hoping to bring her some comfort. “What happened, Lena?” You say softly, not wanting to startle the crying woman. “Her necklace, it’s gone. It’s all I had left of her, y/n. What am I going to do?”

“We’re going to find it. I’ll text Wanda to get everyone together and we will all look together at the Compound.” You try reassuring her. In the car you text Wanda and think back to when you gave her the necklace.

You and Natasha had your own apartment in New York, close to the Avengers Compound. You stayed in the apartment after her death, that way she would always be with you. Yelena lived in the Compound with some of the other Avengers. A couple weeks after Natasha’s loss you were going through her stuff, when your eyes fell on Natasha her arrow necklace.

You had thought of all the times you had seen her wear it and thought it be the perfect thing to give to Yelena, to always have a piece of her sister with her. Ever since that day Yelena had worn the necklace, you had never seen her without it.

When you get to the Compound, Wanda was instructing Steve, Sam, Kate, Clint and Peter. Telling each of them which rooms they’d be searching. You gave her a thankful smile. The whole time you stayed by Yelena’s side, not wanting her to be alone in a situation like this.

Once everyone had looked through all the rooms multiple times and the necklace still wasn’t found, you had called it a night. Yelena asked if she could stay at your place for the night, to be surrounded by some of Natasha her stuff. “Of course, Lena, you know you’re always welcome.”

It had been a couple of days since that day, and you were cleaning the house. It was then when you went to vacuum under the guest bed that a shimmer caught your eye, there it was. You dropped the vacuum and ran for your car.

When you arrive at the Compound you ask the first person you see, “Where is Yelena?” When they tell you she’s probably in the training room you start running again. Yelena looks at you with a question look once you enter the room. “Why are you out of breath?”

You take a second to collect some air to breath properly and lift your hand up in the air, the necklace dangling from your fingers, “I found it.”

Yelena’s widen and she’s by your side within a second. A tear escapes when she reaches out for the necklace taking it from your hands. She holds it close to her heart and give you a hug, “Thank you so much, y/n.” You smile and hug her back, “I’m glad we found it. Want to have lunch with Nat and show her?”

At Nat’s grave you both sit down with some sandwiches. You and Yelena reminisce about Natasha like always and tell Natasha the crazy story of her necklace.

“Hey, Lena. You know you never have to ask to come over right? I gave you a key, so you’d always have a place to go to be around her. And when I married Nat, you became my sister too. We’re family, which means you don’t have to do any of this alone, okay?” You say as you look at a picture of Natasha that was placed next to the stone. Yelena’s eyes water again, “You see me as your sister?” You bump your shoulder to hers, “Yeah, you’re my little sister Lena.”

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