#whatever i'll have another nap and go to sleep at 10

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Getting caught with the boys, Hitoshi Shinsou version? xx

getting caught with the mha boys - part 3

featuring: hitoshi shinsou

a/n: aged up characters!

warnings: just a lil spicy dicey. spoilers for a grey's anatomy episode.

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midterms were exhausting. it was a friday afternoon, and you were trudging back to your dorm to rot in your bed for a little bit. you barely had any time for yourself this week, choosing to lock yourself in your room or the library to prepare for all the tests. the late nights took a toll on you, so when you finally fall into bed, you almost want to take a nap. but you choose to scroll on tik tok instead, occasionally giggling at a funny one before sending it to your boyfriend.

oh. shinsou! you haven't seen him at all this week, as his test schedule happened to be when your free time was, and vice versa.

you would go visit him after taking some time to recharge. eventually, you do end up falling asleep, not waking up until the morning, weirdly warm. you blink, extremely tired despite sleeping for 10+ hours and shift in bed before hitting something hard. you whip around, heart pounding, to see your boyfriend leaning up against the headboard, smiling at whatever video he was watching. he glances over at you, before sending you a cheeky smile.

"finally up, kitten?"

"you freak! what are you doing in here?"

"i have an extra key."

"oh yeah." he sets his phone to the side and smirks at you.

"i missed you."

"i know, i'm sorry babe." he scoots closer to you, putting his leg over your hip and drawing you into his chest.

"well, we have time now." you smile, holding him close, nudging your nose to his.

"yes we do."

you didn't. just as your lips touched, his phone buzzed. the two of you jumped and he glanced at his phone before groaning loudly.

"what is it?"

"extra training with aizawa." he looked at you and you grinned.

"go on you big, lazy baby. i'll be here when you're done." he tucked some hair behind your ear before rolling over the bed, heading to training so he could get back to you.

but now that he left, you were twitchy, moving around the bed, feeling a bit anxious for him to come back. he had gotten you in the mood and then left. prick. you straighten up your room, clean your bathroom, and then decide to start an episode of grey's anatomy. at this point, you were relaxed again, and the door cracked open just as meredith placed her hand on the live bazooka in the guy's chest. locked in, you barely noticed as shinsou throws his shoes off and goes to take a shower in your bathroom.

he comes out in a towel and starts to crawl over to you, positioning himself over you. you push him aside, much to his displeasure, to watch meredith shakily put the live bazooka in the bomb squad guy's hand.

when the kisses start up your neck, you whine.

"baby, wait. this is interesting."

"i'm interesting."

but when meredith exists the O.R. to see the bomb squad blown up, shinou sits up.

"whoa."

you smirk. "told you it's totally interesting."

the ending credits play and you finally turn your attention to him. when you start kissing him now, he pays no attention as the next episode started playing.

"shinsou."

"no you're right. this is interesting."

"ugh." he smiles, still looking at the tv, and puts his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest. but you are not going to wait another 40 minutes. your hand trails down his abs (and damn, they are defined) to the hair that peeks out from the top of his towel.

no reaction.

your hand doesn't stop, lightly touching the bulge under the towel. he hisses and grabs your shoulder tighter.

"what are you doing?"

"asking for attention."

"you needy baby."

you throw your leg over his lap, now straddling him, hands reaching to move his hair out of his eyes. his eyes travel back to the tv, but you grab his chin and forced him to look at you.

"pay attention to me," you whine.

he smirks.

"make me."

you do. you smash your lips onto his, swallowing his groans. your hands move up his chest and one links in his hair while the other claws at his back. he kisses back with fervor, and to throw him off his game, you grind down on him. his head falls back onto the headboard, and you take the chance to start sucking on his neck.

his hand goes to your hair, pulling him back. his lips part, ready to say something, when a loud pounding on your door has the two of you quickly breaking apart.

"SHUT THE HELL UP."

the both of you groan, and shinsou shouts,

"way to kill the mood!"

you hear, "DON'T CARE," as he stomps back to his room and slams the door. you totally forgot his was your neighbor.

oops.

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[mariposa-writes]

The Assistant - Part 3

Summary: You loopy on drugs.

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: Hi, sorry this took so long to get out. I know many of you have been waiting for a third part to this. I was super busy with midterms and then working during all of spring break. I didn't even touch my computer until last night. Hopefully the next few chapters will come out sooner than this one.

Make sure to like and comment! I love feedback!

You alarm was going off, making you groan. It was to early for this. You just wanted to sleep longer. You hated waking up early in the morning, you liked staying up late at night.

You snoozed your alarm for the 5th time, when Travis knocked on your door. "Y/N, you up?" He slowly pushed the door open, letting in light from the hallway.

"Travis" You whined motioning towards the door.

"We gotta leave in 15 minutes."

You buried your face in the pillow, "Just cancel the surgery. I don't want it anymore. I'd rather walk with a bum leg." He rolled his eyes.

"I expect you in the car in 15 minutes or I'm dragging you out." He shut the door, leaving you in darkness.

You groaned, reaching over to turn on the lamp. You put on shorts and a hoodie, before going through your basic morning routine. You were walking into the kitchen 10 minutes later.

"It should be a crime to get up this early just for someone to cut into your body." You complained, as you slipped on your tennis shoes.

"You're just a ray of sunshine in the morning." You rolled your eyes. Travis and you have had enough early morning together that he knew you hated them.

Travis on the other hand was a morning person. You also despised him for it. Why couldn't he do late night workouts instead of morning ones? You never knew.

You climbed into his car and got ready to take another nap. You had a 45 minutes drive and you planned to use it wisely.

You were out within 5 minutes. Travis looked over at your sleeping state and couldn't help but smile. He liked when you looked relaxed, which was something he rarely got to see.

Once you guys got there he woke you up. You guys entered through a private door, so other patients wouldn't see Travis. You sat on the bed in your hospital gown, waiting for the nurse to come back.

"Nervous?" Travis asked.

"What? No. I'm fine."

He raised an eyebrow, "Really, cause you haven't quit tapping your fingers since the nurse told you it was almost time." You placed your hand in your lap, forcing yourself to calm down.

"Maybe I'm a little nervous."

"Don't be. Doctor Locke is a great doctor."

"I know and you'll be here when I get out right?" You asked looking almost bashful, like you didn't believe Travis would stay for the whole thing.

Travis wanted to frown at your question, of course he'd be there when you got out. He wasn't just going to leave you, but what he didn't know is that's what you expected from people.

When you were 11 you had appendicitis and when you got done with the surgery your mom was no where to be found. She'd gone on a date that night, leaving you to an empty hospital room when you'd woken up.

"I'll be here, don't worry." Travis said just as the nurse walked in.

"Ready?" She asked with a bright smile on her face.

"I guess." You said as she injected something in your arm and wheeled you out. You don't remember anything after that.

All you do know is that when you woke up Travis was there, sitting by your bed. "Hey," he said standing up and coming over to you. You smiled at him as his hand reached out to cup your face.

He used his thumb to remove some of hair on your forehead. You leaned into his touch, not even aware of what you were doing. Travis pulled his hand back, when the nurse came in with the doctor.

"Ah, glad to see your awake." Dr. Locke said, as the nurse jotted down your vitals. "Vicky here's gonna help you get dressed and then you'll be free to go." He said pointing to the nurse.

"Ok." You said, trying to keep up. Your brain was scrambled from whatever they used to put you asleep.

"Hey, I'm gonna step out. I'll be back in a minute." You frowned at Travis, "I'll be right back promise."

You nodded, "Ok, lets get you dressed sweetie."

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"Dr. Locke." Travis called following the man.

"Hey Travis, what can I do for you?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to say thanks for squeezing her in."

"No problem, anything for a you. She must be pretty important for you to call. You two make a cute couple."

"Oh, she's not my girlfriend. Just my assistant."

"My bad, just judging by the way you looked at her I thought you two were together."

"Yea, just friends."

"Well your a good friend then, I don't know many people that would pay for their 'friends' entire medical bill." With that Dr. Locke left, leaving Travis in the hallway.

Just friends, he reminded himself. You'd never acted interested in anything more and Travis didn't want to overstep or make things awkward.

You were a damn good assistant and he'd be mad if he messed that up and lost you. That's why he kept his distance.

Travis went back into your room and saw you laying in the bed. "She's gonna be out of it for a while and kind of drowsy. We order her some put some pain meds in this bag for her, along with everything else she might need.

"Travis!" You cheered when you finally noticed he was in the room. "You're here!" You smiled bigger than he had ever seen before, making his heart clench.

It's just the drugs, he reminded himself. "Told you I'd be here." He responded, now standing next to your bed.

"We're ready to take her downstairs and load her into your car." The nurse said as she brought in a wheelchair. Travis nodded as the nurse continued, "You can pull your car up the same entrance you came in we'll meet you there."

"Sounds good." He turned to you, "I'll be right back, just gonna get the car."

"Ok," You nodded seriously, which made him laugh.

The nurse loaded you into the wheel chair and pushed you to the entrance Travis was waiting at. He parked the car and got out taking over for the nurse and loading you into the car.

You weren't supposed to put any pressure on your leg for the next 3 weeks. Once you were loaded in the car, Travis got in and started driving. "Travis." You whined, gaining his attention. Not that you ever really lost it.

"What's wrong?" He asked worrying about you.

"I'm starving. I haven't eaten in like 50 million years." You whined, causing him to laugh.

"I don't think it's been that long."

"I think I would know how long it's been since I've last eaten." You replied.

"Ok, my bad." Travis said turning onto the highway. "How about I order us some food, for when we get home."

"Ok, I'll take pizza, Chinese, Mexican, and Italian."

"Your sure you don't want to choose just one?"

"Nope, it's been 50 million years. I want them all." Travis laughed. "Can you please not laugh. How would you feel if you hadn't eaten in 50 million years?" He put a hand over his mouth trying to muffle his chuckling.

You kept talking about random things as he drove you to his house. He was trying not to laugh, but the random things you were blurting out was making it hard.

Finally he pulled into his garage. "Travis!" You shouted as he turned off the car.

His head snapped to face you, "What?"

"How am I supposed to get into the house if I can't walk?" You were starting to freak out. You didn't want to be stuck in his car for 3 weeks.

He placed a hand on your arm calming you down. He spoke slowly, "I have crutches in the back seat for you. Plus I'll help you inside."

You nodded, slowly processing his words. He opened the door and grabbed the crutches for you and then helped you out of the car. You slowly made it inside, Travis helping you the whole way.

He helped you into his bed, and got you situated. "Ok, I'll be right back. I'm going to go order food." He put the remote next to you. "You can watch tv if you want."

"Do you have paramount?"

"No, but I have netflix, hulu, hbo max, peacock, and disney plus."

"How do you not have paramount? It has my favorite show on it." That's when your eyes widened, "Can you not afford it?" You whisper shouted.

He laughed, "I can afford it. But I might not be able to after I order all the food you requested."

"Yes! Go order the food" You commanded, pointing towards the door.

He chuckled, before leaving the room to order all the food you wanted. He had to call 5 different restaurants and placed an order through Hyvee for some ice cream to be delivered.

After he was done he went back to his room, where you were currently staying, to check on you. You were passed out in his bed, with a random tv show playing that he didn't recognize. He grabbed the remote from his nightstand and turned off the tv, before shutting off the lights and exiting the room. Leaving you to rest after a long day, despite it only being noon.

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[captawesomesauce]

Thoughts at 530pm...

I will be blunt and say upfront that I am NOT a fan of this isolation/quarantine ... but at the same time... I don't actually mind it all that much in a lot of ways.

I'm finally kind of relaxing, which isn't a normal feeling for me... and It'd probably take a week or two to really unclench I think.

To better explain, let me tell you what a day with W is like:

The alarm goes off at 635am and she grumbly gets up ... waaahhhh it's tooooooooo early .... From about 7 until 10 or so I can hear her in her office.

The closer it gets to 10, I am on high alert. Is she going to come in and want to take a nap? If so I'll have to stop what I'm doing and accommodate that. We have one bed... we share the bed... she has a right to sleep when she needs to. Other options are that she'll want to come in and tell me about her meetings or her projects or ask for help on what she's working on. Or she'll have another meeting with a different group until noon or so.

At noon she usually either has meetings, or is hungry, or is waking up and is hungry, or just misses me and wants to talk.

At 2 she's done with work, but between noon and 2 she's in and out and all around and doing her thing and often looking over my monitor meowing or wanting a hug or just... THERE.

Once work is done, it's nap time, so from 2 until 5 or so, it's snuggle and nap time.

At 5 it's get up and cook dinner, and once dinner is done around 6 or 7, it's snuggle and watch tv for an hour or two.

At 9 or so we're done with tv, and for the next hour we just putter about, until we start getting ready for bed at 10.

I get the bit from 6am until 10 am to myself... (kinda)... but after that.. it's whirlwind W until bed time lol

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What is it like in isolation?

I get up when I want... I go to sleep when I want... i eat randomly... the tv stays off... i mostly read and work on projects and do whatever as the mood strikes. I'm not constantly watching the clock. I'm not constantly listening for footsteps. I'm not watching the doors and alert for her to come in/go out.

I do a lot of stuff that involves heavy concentration and I block out the world when I'm in that mood. It's all about flow as I feel like I'm literally pulled along by my thoughts. Let's try changing this variable and record the results which might lead to a better understanding of this part... and ooh let's go for this and work on that. Let's go through this long list of data, sort it, get rid of duplicates, and edit it. It's just me, a screen, and a billion thoughts and I end when I end, I start when I start. Sometimes it takes 4 or 5 hours to work through a problem or a dataset.

In isolation, that's easy to do... I just sit and work on it as it flows, and take breaks when I feel like it.

My ears are off, my alert level is at 0. No one is coming in, no one is gonna bug me.

Another thing is that I do things without being questioned. No, where ya going, whatcha doing, whatcha working on, what's that, what's this what's what's what's.

Do you know that there is something actually super relaxing to not having to think about anyone but yourself? I get up, i get water, I sit back down. I putz around as mood strikes without any thought of anyone else or disturbing anyone else or what anyone else might want or need. I just... exist... and it's been so very rare in my life that I've ever been able to do that.

I've taken care of parents and grandparents. I've had a girlfriend or a fiancee, or a pet, or lived in rooms with 10-40 other men. There's always been someone or something... but now... this is the first time it's just me.

It's interesting.

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At the same time, i do miss her, and so we chat on messenger a lot, we have walkie talkies for quick communication, and we also have face chat so we are apart but we're not.

And honestly, I miss her, I miss feeling her lay next to me, I miss hearing her talk her head and mine off. I just miss being with her.

I know how hard this is on her, she's not liking it much at all. i don't know if there's a plus side for her in any way like there has been for me.

Honestly, I've slept so much of this isolation away. I was so stressed before, and then with the rain coming my joints and headaches are hurting worse, so I just close my eyes whenever and often.

Tomorrow morning at 10am will be a full 72hrs since I got home. I've had 0 symptoms so I think we're in the clear... until the 13th when we do this all over again!

#thoughts

[sk1nny-b0n35]

The first diary entry starts about almost two months after we met. Messy but I wrote it, surprisingly coherently.

10/8/20

I spoke about my dad and she spoke about hers and we laughed till we cried about it. She felt guilty. Kind of. And I understood her, I told her not to since they deserve it but we both knew the other felt guilty about it, sort of. We didn’t know it at the time, we were laughing too much to know. It was nice. She asked me about my OCD with typing, I said I’d work on it, but nope, not gonna do it. She knows it too. And she kept saying “sane” like I was a bloody maniac with some kind of problem. Messed up in the head. So I just told her to stop saying the word. She did. Didn’t ask about it and I never said anything. 

We spoke about our previous goodbye. She said we were both crying, I don’t remember. She said I also hated roses and I spoke about it while she was leaving. She said she liked them though, under “some” circumstances. 

And she likes sunflowers. Bright. Like her. 

She said I called her angel, twice. Never gonna do it again cause what the fuck? Nah, that’s so cringe. 

I took a nap for like an hour, maybe. Just woke up and she texted me 8 or 9 times after telling me she was busy. Kinda cute. 

And she has long hair like I used to. Like 25 fucking inches, she said. From her neckline, whatever the fuck that is supposed to be. Still wild.

She hates the cold. The warmth is comforting, she said. 

She says I suck shit at picking up hints, am I? Nah, she’s just shit and she’s blaming it on me. Maybe. I don’t know. 

I told her I was straight and she laughed. In. My. Face. Brah. 

She told me how we met. She asked me for 15 minutes. That’s it. And we kept talking. Sounds romantic. Almost; if I’m not a suicidal maniac. I’m not. I don’t have a problem, I’m fine though, she thinks I have a problem. 

She said I’m a human worth knowing, what a load of bullshit.

I was making a typos cause I was dizzy and she said she liked seeing me that way. A good kind of different.

We spoke about our names. She guessed mine in flat 4 minutes? Insane. I've been searching for her stupid ass name since 4 weeks now.

She says her accent is shit. Since it's mixed with American, British and Australian. And I'm just "shit indeed." She heard my accent and said "she's in love" and I'm just "in love?" and she went "In love with my sister." Lord save my soul.

We spoke about how many scars an average person has. She has just one. One below her left eyebrow, a few stitches she got when she was 5 because of a school fight with a kid, her "friend" who she said was "nuts." Sounds like herself but ok. I'll take it for now.

I said 14 scars. She just went "Oh, wow" and then said I'll go bald soon with my hair loss. Guess what? I won't be here long enough for that. Joke's on you.

She was about to leave and I was about to say something so when she came back, I forgot. She said she was used to me doing that like really? I'm not that bad. Lady exaggerates a lot.

I felt sick and I kept throwing up. She said she'l be right next to me. Creepy but warm. It felt warm in a way. I said I didn't want to sleep and she said I could find her name instead. But no? It's too hard, What the fuck? I need more hints. She said "nope, just look at my username when you're stuck." I did that already dumbass.

She asked if I wanted to get high after she left. Do I look like a junkie? Ridiculous. And then she just left? Whatever. And then I popped a two pills and now I'll lay down. And that's another day over. I hope there's no more days.

[somethingspecial-zennie]

PAIRING: JENO LEE x Y/n

GENRE: Somnophilllia, Dom-Sub dynamics, Slight bondage, SMUTTT

WORD COUNT: 3k

SUMMARY: Jeno was sulking when he found out that his girlfriend forgot about their anniversary. He decided to take things in his own hands and teach his girlfriend a lesson.

NOTE:  Hi! Here we go again with another plot. Hope you like it. And of course feedback will be highly appreciated!

You forced your eyes to stay open. It was a really tough day. Your body felt more overworked than ever. All you wanted to do now was get in your bed and have a good long nap. 

You opened the door to your house and walked in. The room was pitch dark except for the corner of the room. You weren't expecting anyone to be home right now. 

"Noona!" 

The bright white light of the screen in front of your boyfriend illuminated his face. He looked like a happy puppy whose owner finally returned home. He dropped his console and walked towards you. 

"Jeno?" You looked at him in confusion. He never called, telling you that he'll drop by.

He stood in front of you smiling cutely.

"Welcome home Noona." He said, coming closer to you.

"My baby boy."

You smiled back at him, extending your arms to hug him. He wrapped his arms around your waist resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Have you eaten yet?" You asked him, caressing his back as he hugged you more tightly.

"No, I was waiting for you." He said, inhaling your smell. He pulled away from the hug to look back at you again. 

It was already 10: 30 and he still hadn't eaten yet. A sting of guilt hit your heart for making him wait for you for so long. For your excuse he came in without telling you on your work day which was something unusual of him.

You were genuinely happy to see him here more than anything but your body was too tired to listen to anything. It just needed sleep.

You walked in dropping your bag on the bar countertop.

"Order something for yourself. My card is in my bag." You said to him, as you tied your hairs up.

"What about you Noona?" He asked, pouting at you.

"I'll have whatever you order." You replied, rubbing his cheek gently before walking inside to your bedroom. 

"Okay." You felt like you heard a bit of disappointment in his voice. But you were in no way in a state to be wary of anyone.

The moment you set your foot inside your bedroom you felt like you cannot hold it in any longer. You plop yourself in the bed thinking you might take a little nap before the food arrives.

Noona. 

You hear someone softly whispering into your ears.

Noona. You hear him again. At this moment you weren't even sure if it was a dream or someone is calling you in real life. 

"Noona the food is here." Jeno said softly, bending in his knees to level your face. 

"I don't wanna eat." You whined in your sleep.

"Noona." He called you again.

"Jeno eat by yourself. I'm really tired." You said to him half awakendly, not realizing what you just said to him. 

"I just wanted to tell you to change your clothes before sleeping." He muttered, hardly audible to anyone apart from him.

He picked you up from the corner of the bed and shifted you in the middle.

"Your dress will get all crinkly if you sleep in them." He was grumbling in his own little world.

He decided to help you so that you could sleep more comfortably without the tight clothes that you were wearing. He slowly unbuttoned your blouse trying hard not to wake you up or scare you. After unbuttoning the upper 3 buttons of your blouse he noticed  your black lace bra peeking underneath it. He tried to look away but you looked far too enticing to be just looked away. His ears turned red as he tried to block all the thoughts that came gushing inside of his brain as he saw you in the bra that he chose for you last week. He took the blouse carefully off you. As he unzipped your skirt he noticed you were wearing the matching set. The black embroidered sides of the lacie thong peeked out from the sides of your waist making him whimper silently. He tried straying his mind away thinking about anything but you but ended up failing miserably. He folded them neatly and placed them near the lampshade.

You looked like a Goddess. So ethereal that he couldn't even take his eyes off you. He laid down beside you watching you sleep peacefully thinking what he would do in a world without you. You were glowing, like some stardust lighting up his whole world.

You turned to your side sleepily, letting him admire your beautiful curves. He gulped dryly as his fingers delicately swept across your sleeping face. The flush in his face was clear as day. He felt his body getting hotter.

"Noona, do you even know what you do to me?" He moaned silently as he touched your plump juicy looking lips. 

He suddenly remembered why he got sulky before. He waited so long for this day to come but you didn't even have a hint of what day it was today. He was sad and a little disappointed in you but he decided not to tell you so that you won't feel guilty about it. But now seeing you sleep so peacefully alone leaving him out, he hated it, he hated the fact that you left him out making him feel lonely. He mellowly tugged your lower lips as he made up his mind to make it up for himself. 

"It's your fault Noona." He whispered, pecking your lips softly before pushing you to your back gently. 

Your body felt hotter. You felt something  warm and soft touching you, making you squirm in your sleep. The hot sticky licks and fiery breath, it all felt familiar.

Maybe I am just having a good dream, you thought.

But then all of sudden you sensed something hard grazing your clit making you moan out loud. You opened your eyes groggily, still trying to figure out whether it's still a dream or the reality. You tried to move but you felt like you were restrained by something. 

"Am I still dreaming?" You thought. Just then you felt a throbbing sensation between your legs snapping you up out of your confusion. A breathy moan came out of your mouth. You inhaled deeply taking in all the air you could in panic only to meet a pair of puppy looking eyes staring at you from down there between your thighs.

"Noona, are you up?" He asked, smiling ever so innocently. His lips traced your inner thighs with wet kisses making you more sensitive. 

"Baby." You bit your lips trying to hold yourself from moaning out loud. You have to stop him, you're way too tired to do this tonight.

It was at that moment you realised your hands were tied to the headboard above your head by the same rope that you bought the other day thinking about trying it on Jeno.

"Jeno not today." You said to him, trying to unwound yourself from the rope. 

"Noona, you do know what today is?" Jeno asked you, pouting his lips hard. He clearly looked upset. 

But you didn't have the patience to listen to what he was talking about. You tried to close your legs but his veiny arms were already doing their job to stop you from doing it. 

"Noona." He looked at you, his face turning mischievous. His long fingers slid themselves between your legs underneath your thong pinching your clit harshly resulting you arch your back in arousal. The moans that you were trying to suppress came out all together.

"Jeno." You moaned his name out.

"It is our ten month anniversary but you forgot about it. Do you know how sad I was? Hmm." He mumbled loud enough for you to hear. He sounded like a little kid who was angry with his parents for not buying him a toy in the store. 

You found his sulking cute. Even though you regret failing to remember your anniversary you were amused how much he cared about it. 

"Jeno untie me and let's talk. Noona is really sorry for forgetting." You said to him, being the one tied down is quite unsettling and you didn't wish to continue doing it anymore, you just wanted to get rid of the rope around your wrist.

"No, you told me to eat by myself. That's what I am going to do." His lips almost looked like they almost turned into a duck's lips by the amount he was pouting in front of you.

"I am sorry baby, let's eat toge...

Before you could complete you felt Jeno giving you soft licks through your thong to your now throbbing centre. Even his hot breath hitting you through the lace is turning you on so bad. You swayed your hips trying to get away from his tongue.

His big thick arms grabbed both of your thighs making you stay still as he buried his face inside of you. His fingers pushed away the thong that was covering the rest of you from his eyes, you could hear him giggle as continued his kitten licking. His soft gentle touch which is now directly touching made you whimper so bad. His licking session turned into a hot eating out session making you a hot mess squirming with pleasure. 

'Mhmm just how I like it." Jeno said, finally looking up at you. His mouth was glistening with your arousal. He let his tongue out just to show you how badly you were dripping just by him eating you out. He looked so messed up but he still managed to look so sexy. The urge to have him under you looking like this made you more horny.

"Baby untie me or you're gonna regret this later. " You said to him in your dom voice which he always used to obey. 

"It's you Noona who has been bad." He replied to you in his complaining voice before looking down to go back to what he left uncompleted.

You were surprised how bold he was tonight. He pushed his tongue inside of you making your walls clenched tightly around his tongue, earning a loud and desperate moan from you.

"Your moans are so pretty Noona." He remarked after he pulled out his tongue drinking in all of your wetness. He drove you so high just to leave you hanging moments before you could cum. You wiggled hopelessly lifting your hips up just to meet his lips again. He noticed what you were trying to do. He smiled slightly, giving you a soft peck down there before looking back at you again.

You noticed his jeans getting tighter, he must've been struggling too. You couldn't miss his dick twitching hard trying to free himself. He is just as needy as you are right now. 

"Just fuck me already Jeno." You panted, wanting to cum so bad.

"Shush Noona, you still need to be punished." He hushed you, smiling at you so sinlessly as if he wasn't eating you out for the past 20 minutes.

"You make me feel so hot." He said breathlessly. He pulled himself out of his T-shirt. It was always a sight to see, his bare body. He is always serious about working and sure it did pay him off. His chiseled body glistened with his own sweat making him look like a sweet dessert that you want to devour all by yourself. 

You took the opportunity as his arms let go of your thighs for a moment. You pushed him away by your leg making him fall backwards. You then pressed your foot on his fully constricted hard on.

"Ahhhh Noonaa..." He moaned, closing his eyes. He didn't show a sign of defiance, that's how he always used to behave apart from tonight. Even you don't know what got inside of him. 

"You have been a really bad boy tonight Jeno." You said to him, rubbing him through his jeans. The friction created by the cloth of his jeans made it even harder. He moaned out loud without restraining himself. He knew you loved hearing him moan.

"Will you punish me Noona?" He asked, his eyes all teary.

"Untie me first, I'll decide how you should be punished then." You replied, pulling away from him.

"Noona. What about you forgetting our anniversary? You should be punished too."  He said looking so innocently that a normal person can never make out what he meant by saying it.

He slowly crept on top of you, holding his weight on his elbow so as not to crush you under him. He started grinding himself against you, moaning out sweet whispers in your ears.

"Ahhhh...Nooo..noonaaa...ahhh..."

He breathed harshly.

"I am almos....almost there Noonaaaa...." He was rutting on you like a little pup on his heat for the first time.

Hearing him moan in your ears turned you on to a different level. You couldn't stop yourself from taking advantage of his rutting to get yourself off. You bit your lips till they were about to bleed to stop yourself from moaning out loud.

"Aaaaaaah Noona aaahh...." He breathed out in relief. You felt the warm pool forming inside of his jeans.

"I came Noona." He said, breathing heavily. He convulsed for a while before collapsing on top of you, leaving you hanging once again.

"Jeno-yaaa... just do it." You almost begged him, asking him to let you finish too.

"Noona." He mumbled, kissing your neck passionately. 

"Noona." He whispered again. You kept silent. All the sleep had already left you but you still didn't have the energy to make him listen to you, so you just chose to ignore him.

"Talk to me Noona or else I won't let you cum for the whole night. " He said, looking up. He brought your face close to him. You stared at him. 'What made him so gutsy today?' You wondered. You sighed from inside thinking maybe you should let him do what he wants tonight.

"Touch me." You said to him, struggling hard to keep yourself from grinding back on him.

"Touch you where Noona?" He asked, smiling from his eyes.

"Everywhere." You moaned, closing your  eyes as his hand travelled down to one of your breasts. He cupped it with his palm giving it a hard squeeze.

"Mhmmmm..." You let out a muffled moan, arching you back so hard. 

"Call my name Noona." 

He pushed your boob out of your bra and started sucking on the already hardened nipple. His eyes never left yours. He kept looking at you enjoying every inch of pleasure that your face exhibited, as if he was feeding on them, as if his life depended on it. 

"Noona, you made me hard again." He complained looking at your face, making it look like it was your fault. But you had other issues to worry about. 

"Jeno please." You said, finally giving up.

"Anything for you Noona." He replied, smiling brightly. His eyes lit up as he kissed your lips. He pushed your tongue inside marking his territory within your mouth. The strings of your saliva intermixed together as both of you continue to salvage each other with equal amounts of hunger. His lips never left yours, nor even for a moment.

His fingers slid down, inside of your thong softly rubbing your pussy.

Your face clearly showed the pleasure you were feeling. 

"Noona you're so wet." He said, his lips  brushing yours with each word he spoke. His eyes were open on you, enjoying the visage in front of him. 

His middle finger slipped inside of you suddenly, making you choke on your own spit.

"Breath baby." He smiled continuing with his pace but a little faster this time. He added on another finger just to see you flinch again. 

His thick hot fingers knew exactly where to hit.  He knew all of it, every inch of your vagina. He knew the places that make you squirm and the places that make you cum.

He just smiled innocently seeing you whimper uncontrollably under him. Even he was amused to see you like this but he knew he loved it and that he didn't want to go back knowing he couldn't see this again. 

"Yes baby....just like that." You said swallowing air as you were coming near.

"It's here right? Your g-spot?" He asked, knowing too well that he was right. He hit the spot mercilessly until you screamed his name as you came.

He took out his finger drenched with your cum and licked them off his finger. You were still recovering from the hard orgasm that you just had breathing unevenly.

Did you like it, Noona?" He asked.

"Mm.." You didn't even have any energy to reply to him. It was already your limit.

"Noona?" You heard him call you but your eyes felt heavy.

"Let me clean you up." He says.

Before you could reply to him your body dozed off to sleep.

You woke up feeling the sunlight on your face.

Jeno must've opened the blinds, you thought.

You felt much better than last night. The sleep must've recuperated you. You still remember what had happened yesterday night, you still need to punish Jeno for acting on his own like a brat. You looked at yourself, you were only wearing Jeno's t-shirt from last night. You felt clean, fresh with no hint of stickiness or sweat or cum on you. Maybe he took care of you and your clothes last night. The tie marks from the rope were still there on your wrist. You have to be a little harsh on him this time so that he won't act out like this again.

You walked out of your bedroom to look for the culprit behind your wrists. 

There he was. You held your breath as you saw him from behind. You were stunned by how breathtaking he looked even from behind.

Jeno was in the kitchen with his back on you. He was only wearing his boxers underneath the apron.

A soft moan left your mouth as you tiptoed towards him.

P.S - Hiii! So did you like it? Want some more of it? Please let me know :)

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[aestheteanime]

bnha boys reacting to you talking in your sleep | mha

ft. midoriya, bakugou, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari

izuku

he heard it after you had passed out on his bed while you waited for him to finish studying

he'd feel bad for making you wait so long for him but he had already been behind on work and was grateful you were keeping him company

he was planning on waking you up so you both could watch a movie since it was still early

if would catch him off guard because he had thought you had been asleep??

kinda grateful you woke up on your own so he didn't have to awkwardly poke or shake you awake

(poor boy is too shy to kiss you awake)

when he turned around to ask you to repeat yourself and noticed your eyes closed and mouth slightly agape he'd chuckle to himself

definitely thinks it's cute and would wait a couple of minutes to see if you'd say anything else

when you didn't, he'd go back to studying but only for another 10 minutes before slipping into bed beside you

the movie could wait for another day

katsuki

thinks you're faking it

"this bitch just want attention or what??"

to be fair you had been begging for his attention for a while now but he was busy

whatever kacchan, just keep reading your romance novels i guess

when he finally realizes you're actually asleep and your sentences make no sense he tries to decipher what you're dreaming about

better not be another guy

no way he just heard you mumble the name deku

"i'll kill that fuckin' nerd"

in all honesty, he doesn't really mind. he just ignores you and continues to read his book

if you happen to wake up he'll mention it but won't make it much of a big deal

"you know you talk when you sleep? it's kinda annoying, you should get that fixed."

"what do you mean you don't think it's something someone can get fixed?"

"you think sleeping next to me will fix it? yeah right... okay, scoot over."

shoto

would immediately wake you up

you had fallen asleep in his lap on the couch while you both were watching tv in the common area

you found the show extremely boring and had decided to just rest your head on his thighs when you accidentally fell asleep, unbeknownst to todoroki

as soon as he had heard you mumble something he'd basically shake you awake, thinking you were talking to him

when he realized he had woken you up he'd be very confused

literally did not know people talked in their sleep even though you had caught him doing it many times before but just never said anything

asks you if you remember what you were dreaming about and if he was in your dream

when you tell him you don't remember your dream he'll just nod and place his hand on your head, mentioning for you to fall back asleep

claims he wants to hear you talk in your sleep more so he can know what you're dreaming about

but also mostly because he thinks your mumbling is cute

eijirou

thinks it's the cutest thing ever

your little mumbles as you curl into his side give him butterflies make his heart swoon

would kiss your forehead and temples before resting his chin on the top of your head, eyes fluttering shut

he wouldn't fall asleep, just bask in your warmth and listen to the quiet murmurs of your dreams, hoping he was a part of them

if you had somewhere to be he'd gently wake you up, playing with your hair and scratching your back until you were finally awake

he wouldn't mention you talking in your sleep, wanting only himself to be the one to hear it

though he had never heard you talk in your sleep before, it's something he's decided to try and pay more attention to

would attempt to fall asleep after you but would fail almost every night so instead would resort to trying to catch you when you take naps

it's a game of cat and mouse except you're completely clueless

denki

would straight up laugh, probably waking you up

bless this boy's heart but his entire body bouncing from trying to hold in his laughter would shake you awake

when you ask him what was so funny he'd shake his head and tell you it was nothing and that you should go back to sleep, hoping you'd say something else in your sleep

after attempting to fall back asleep on his chest, he'd continue to try and hold back laughter, tears beginning to form in the corner of his eyes

because of his constant shaking, you wouldn't be able to fall back asleep, instead opting to just watch him until he calmed down

after noticing you looking at him, he'd finally admit that you had said something funny in your sleep, apologizing profusely after seeing your unamused face

he'd tell you he found it cute and that he'd heard you talk in your sleep a few times before when you fell asleep while he played video games

he'd also admit that he has a couple of recordings of you on his phone that he likes to listen to when he's feeling down

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[siren-virus]

There's some stuff that has been going around in my head regarding Luckuboy!AU, so I'll just dump everything here and see how you might adapt/change/evolve some of these ideas, or don't use any of them since that's perfectly valid too and it's your au, not mine :3 anyways, this is a long idea that can be divided, so I'll do just that and make a paragraph for each sub-idea.

1) Ben's daily schedule: Ben most likely has a morning schedule in the coffee shop, and as such he would get to work early, now idk how they work, but I imagine Ben's day to day life would go something like this: Ben's alarm goes off at 7:00, he wakes up and leaves bed at 7:15, breakfast and shower before arriving at work at 8:00 (do shops open at 8:00? 8:30? idk :V), keep working until 16:00 with lunchtime tucked in the middle, hang out with friends/relax/naps until 20:00, start his own vigilante work until 2:00, where he goes to sleep and repeats. If his patrol is slow then he would go home earlier to sleep more, if it's hectic and he doesn't get enough sleep, then the afternoon/evening would be used in powernaps.

2) Ben the info brooker, I imagine that Ben would eventually get to know a lot, and I mean A LOT, of information about everyone and everything important that's going on in Undertown (which, considering the situation of Earth and the Plumbers, is probably the only alien world center, would be everything), and when he hears of someone having some kind of trouble, he gives them a nudge in a certain direction for them. Eventually word gets out that there's a new information brooker in town that has scarily accurate info, he works at a coffee shop and you better give him a big tip if you don't want some of your info to get out fast (how real this info is nobody knows, and since Ben hasn't heard of it he can't correct them)

2.5) One day Argit appears and asks for a coffee under a different name, when it's ready Ben calls for him (he used a fake name) and writes with an alcohol marker on the cup "Argit", scaring the hell out of him. "How did you know?" "I'd be shitty at what I do if I couldn't recognize you *wink*", then he tells him that as long as they do nothing dangerous near him he won't tattle him and Kevin to the Plumbers, or worse, Gwen. "Don't you dare" says Argit aghast, "Try me bitch" answers Ben grinning, almost double daring him into doing something dangerous only so he can call his cousin and set up a date

3) The coffee made in the shop is delicious, caters to every species needs, alergies, likes and dislikes, and everyone agrees that the place is the best of the best in the whole world for these reasons and more; thus the shop has been a tentative neutral zone for years, however the lack of "people" (idk what word to use that captures everyone, human or alien) that knows how to fight there has severly dampened the opportunity of it becoming one. Cue Ben beggining to work there, in the beggining it's nothing special, he's just a human who makes good coffee and is surprisingly charming, come a few weeks and months and everyone starts noticing how he's the infamous information brooker that has been the talk of Undertown, thus gathering a bit more attention. Eventually someone (Plumber, civilian, villain, whatever you choose) is more rude to him than needed and tries to get some info from him, even if it's by force... Ben decks him, like, he kicks their ass, defenestrates them, break a chair on them and hands them unconcious to the closest Plumber, bleeding and all while still being intact himself. Everyone glares in awe at the show of badassery and oficially the coffee shop becomes the new true neutral zone, where everyone can get coffee, exchange information and form unlikely friendships. Whenever someone tries to mess with the shop, if Ben isn't present, is busy or it's too much for him, everyone else, Plumber, villain and civilian joins him in defending the shop and getting rid of the nuisancess that mess with the shop.

4) With all the info that Ben gets both as a barista and as a vigilante, one would think that he would give everything out as long as you paid the prize, but surprisingly he has a strong code that he never breaks. If he EVER learns that a piece of information he has with himself is considered confidential, then he'll never speak about it with anyone, no matter how much they offer to pay him. He can't answer for the ones who talks about this info in the shop without saying in any moment that the info is supposed to be confidential, he can't read minds, but everyone catches on fast on this, and some say the keyword when talking in the coffee shop. However many still forget about it once in a while, since the calm atmosphere of the shop is too powerful and slip up often happen. Still Ben can't be blamed, how is he supposed to know if some piece of info is confidential if no one ever says it is? Again, he's not a mindreader nor a telepath.

5) Any info on his vigilante persona he never gives out, however it's not because of not wanting to give out any of that info, but rather because another part of his code is "If I haven't heard people talk about something, then I don't know information about it. All my info is second hand, so unless someone else already knows about it, I won't know about it". That can come in very handy considering the surprisingly little info there is about his vigilante persona out there, despite how famous he kinda is. This more often than not drives Jimmy mad.

Love brainstorms, hate the alien.

1) Most cafes open at 7am from my knowledge, 9am if you're in a sleepy town, so it'd be more like a 6am wake up, optional breakfast- (who eats breakfast these days?), straight to the cafe around 7ish to help with cleaning and setting up for the day.

This cafe is more of a 24/7 place. With 24/7 breakfast! (don't you hate it when places stop doing breakfast at a certain hour?)

Apart from that love what ya got there.

As for the vigilante side, he starts whenever is easiest, it's all dependent if things are hectic or not. Sun goes down roughly 7PM (pretty late I know, but where I live (during summer at least), sun won't go down til 9PM). Sometimes he finishes at 2AM, sometimes a few minutes before work (Incoming animatic!)

2) Love everything about that too! I'd like to think Ben has no idea about it at first, he just notices some days the tip jar is fuller than others. He chocks it up to his charming personality. But eventually he catches on.

Another thing to add, at some point if people wanted to get info from Ben they'd order a "whipped caramel latte with icing sugar, honey, and salt" (gross) Ben has no idea of this, but the weird amount of customers ordering that and asking for intel, kinda makes him think about it.

2.5) This!! good shit right here! Except, you can't call a customer a bitch, trust me... Karen's and Kevin's exist in all shapes, sizes and forms. So Ben uses the kill them with kindness, customer service attitude.

Additionally, sometimes Kevin, although rarely, comes by, hovers around the counter. He'll order a coffee and glare at Ben until, he gets his attention.

"You staring at me for a reason?"

"I need to know about Gwen 10."

Of course, at this Ben would grin devilishly and respond with, "Oh, you wanna take her on date? She loves sappy romance movies, she's also a nerd, so get her a math book instead of flowers."

That always shuts Kevin up, makes him leave most occasions.

3) Everything about this is just!!! Love it. Wouldn't change a thing.

4) Yes yes!!Sometimes, a customer will demand classified info (those that aren't initiated to how the cafe works). When Ben refuses to squawk this can lead to some shouting from a customer sometimes, which leads to a coworker, or a regular shoeing the nasty customer away. Ben can hold his own against most people, as a human, but sometimes they're just a little too big or a little too tough to be able to defend himself against.

5) I like that a lot too.

I also like to think that sometimes, if Ben wants to mess with someone, especially Jimmy. He'll slip a piece of information out that no one else knows.

"I heard from a plumber, that the vigilante guy likes smoothies- specifically [insert favourite smoothie flavour of the week]"

Cue Jimmy buying several of that smoothie to try and lure Luckyboy (still haven't thought of a namee!!!) out. It works, and Ben gets free smoothies almost every week.

This could backfire immensely though.

Woo, sorry about the delay there, been working a few shifts. Work is kicking my ass as usual...

#ben 10 #lucky boy! au #answer

[brideofcthulhu10]

The Lost Boys Find Out Their Fem!S/O is Pregnant [3/4]

Guh, this one has taken the longest so far. Dwayne is such a strong silent type, and unfortunately got the least lines in the film so I had to really push myself to get into the right mindset. I think it came out fantastic, I hope you guys love it too. Now it's time for:

DWAYNE

Rays of light were beginning to crack through the little nooks of the ceiling, a slow sunrise ushering the vampiric quartet into the depths of the hotel ruins for a long anticipated rest after another wild night. The last to go was your night bird, Dwayne. Calloused hands dragged on your cheek, stealing away any kisses he could. You savored the smokey scent his hair carried and nearly giggled at how his stubble tickled your neck.

"Dwaaayne, I'll still be here tonight," you insisted, gently nudging him off. "Go inside before you burst into flames."

He chuckled with a wide grin, taking one last kiss. "Alright, I'll be back. 6 o'clock on the dot, as soon as the sun goes down."

"It's a date."

You watched him scurry into the cove, pushing past collapsed beams and cobwebs. How they could sleep in that you would never know. Still, that meant you had an entire day to kill before they would be up again. A long, boring day.

You had stopped verbally complaining long ago, every time you did David would insist if you just let Dwayne bite you, this wouldn't be a problem. But you just weren't ready. At least, not yet. The night was so alluring, and every day you felt yourself wanting to be beside them more. However, you still had some final days to cling to. Maybe it was just the fear of making such a massive change. Cowardice.

Just waiting around the cave quickly grew boring, laying atop the bed that once housed Star and Laddie now eerily vacant. You tried to pass the early morning hours by flipping through magazines, listening to your portable cassette player- yeah, you knew it was going out of fashion, but CDs were so expensive, and you were not about to let the boys steal a $200+ player just to listen to Mötley Crüe on a slightly different player. You'd brought your own entertainment after so many visits, but you soon groaned when you realized it was only 10 am. There were still 7 and a half hours of waiting to go, and you were nowhere near tired enough for a nap!

Maybe a quick walk would kill your boredom, a quick snack on the boardwalk, pick up the guys something to munch on before they go out hunting. Yeah, that should be good.

With a soft grunt you scooted off the bed, wedging your feet into your boots with your backpack slung over your shoulder. "I'll be back soon," you whisper out loud, looking over at the dusty hole they'd disappeared into. Dwayne definitely couldn't hear you, but it still felt nice to give a little goodbye every time you went out. This time you'd use the cave entrance that led up those old wooden stairs. The walkway was a gorgeous deck barely over the water. On high tide it could wash over and hit your feet. Part of you was amazed it was still standing after so many decades of wear and tear.

However, the moment you looked outside it made your eyes squint, weighing heavy on your brow. Was it always this bright during the day? 

It got significantly worse once you were fully outside shuffling around the debris littered across the rocks. It wasn't just your average tired eye sting. That was pretty common after spending all night out, and half the day in a dimly lit cave. But you'd never experienced it like this. It was a splitting, throbbing headache that almost made you lose your footing. You had to close your eyes just to feel any kind of relief. Noise was amplified- Oh god, those stupid seagulls made your ears ache! 

Walking just made it hurt more. It was taxing on your body, like wading in molasses in August. Now, you weren't a stranger to the heat. After all you grew up on California sunshine. Almost thrived in it. Now you barely made it up the stairs atop the cliffside, until you just had to sit down. Wedged tightly against the banister you reveled in the tiny slivers of shadow that cascaded from the wooden railing. When your jacket became to much you peeled it off to use for cover, and eventually you forced yourself to continue walking. What was happening?? Those few steps were enough to make your stomach wretch and twist with starvation. Truthfully you hadn't been eating well lately, everything just made you nauseous. Stomach flu, maybe. Why was the ground spinning..?

And that was it. The next time your eyes opened the last bits of sun were long gone. Something- no, someone, was shaking you, trying to snap you out of that fog. They yelled out, nearly swinging you around like a ragdoll in a panic. It was muffled, you could hear another voice, then another.

"Y/N! Y/N!"

"Dude, you keep shaking her like that, she's gonna break something."

"What is she doing out here in the first place anyway, man?" 

A huge breath of life reanimated your body, almost screaming as you sat up crashing into the chilled chest of Dwayne who still had you in his arms. "Hey, easy, easy. You're okay, it's just us."

Quickly your eyes darted around. Dwayne's arm was hooked under your back elevating you off the ground, Marko was knelt on your other side with Paul leaning on the smaller vampire's back. David was just behind Dwayne with arms crossed, looking down at you. 

"You know, Y/N, if your bed was uncomfortable we woulda gotten you another," Paul teased. 

"Dude," Marko questioned, lightly elbowing him in the ribs. 

"Ow. Aw, c'mon I'm just kiddin'."

Dwayne still wouldn't set you down, pushing sweaty locks of H/C from your face. "What happened," you managed to ask in a raspy voice, carefully shifting your weight onto your butt. 

"We found you out here, I was hoping you could tell us," David answered with a cigarette clenched between his teeth, a small flame roasting the end into ashy cinders. 

"I honestly couldn't tell you. I only wanted to head over to the boardwalk for an hour or two. I thought I could pick you guys something up on the way back but..," you held the side of your head, the remains of your headache still lingering from earlier. "My stomach hurt all over and.. I just fell."

Something just wasn't adding up, enough that David paused, looking at you. Your heart beat was calm but… every other beat an entirely new rhythm would chime in. Rapid, quiet, stirring. "You sure you hadn't been with anyone else, Y/N?"

"What," You questioned, immediately offended by the implications of that question. Unsurprisingly, Dwayne was equally outraged as he helped you onto your feet. 

"Y/N isn't like that, you know this David," he snapped. Dwayne always had that sulking gaze but it wasn't often he was legitimately upset. With his arms still around your waist you could feel his muscles tighten into cement. The atmosphere was so thick you could cuz it with a knife, and after a few minutes of intense glares… Dwayne's eyes widened. 

He heard it too. Faster than your own heart beat, buried deep below it was almost too soft to hear. A pulse submerged in water.

He had been so busy worrying about your fainting, he never realized why. It made sense the more he thought about it. Grabbing you, he spun you around to face him. He hadn't intended to be so rough that even Marko was telling him to ease up. "You swear.. you swear you haven't..." The suggestion was cruel. He didn't want to even say it out loud, and your face twisted into one of disgust, slapping his hands off your shoulders.

"Alright that's enough," you snapped, stepping away from all of them. "What is with all of you?! Is this just how you guys check up on people who faint, accuse them of adultery? What the fuck?!"

You could feel tears forming in your eyes and you immediately had to look away. You were not about to show weakness while angry. Dwayne gently took your wrist before you could storm off, looking deep into your eyes. Why did he look so afraid, even in the inky night you could see something haunted those chocolate orbs. "Dwayne...What's going on…," you asked again, this time softening your tone. David, easily sensing the building tension, cleared his throat. 

"Marko, Paul, let's wait inside."

"Aw what," Paul chimed in, arms up in the air. "No way man, I wanna know what's going on! What's with all the crazy??"

Marko looked at David, then back and for between you and Dwayne. Oh. He got it. While Paul still protested, Marko slung his arm over his shoulder and yanked him down to whisper in his ear. At first he looked utterly confused, but then his face went wide. The realization of the century. "Ohhhhhhh," he finally said, looking over at you. "Gotcha. Good luck babes, we'll give you guys a little alone time." Both blondes had these odd smirks on their face, no doubt clued in on the inside joke you were definitely a part of yet left completely clueless. David followed them down the steps with a smug grin, giving a small wave. 

Alright, now you were confused. Dwayne didn't speak though. He just clasped your hand tightly in his. All he said was "c'mon" while lightly pulling you along. The moon was so huge tonight in lit up the ocean, a sea of stars dipped in black. There you both sat, legs just barely hanging off the edge in utter silence. Whatever it was must have been weighing heavy on his mind because he never turned to look at you. Instead he kept your hand firmly clutched in his own, staring straight off into the unknown. His sigh broke the silence, fingers tightening around your hand again. "There's more than one heart beat… coming from inside you."

It took a moment for what he said to sink in. Another..? What did that-...

Oh. That's why they were being so weird. It was hard to breath, like someone was sitting on top of your chest. And now what haunted Dwayne's thoughts now crept into your own. Their suspicions were reasonable. No one figured that.. well considering the boys were undead it wasn't exactly expected for you to..

"Dwayne I…," you started, looking at him. "I've never been with anyone else. You know that, right?"

This time he couldn't speak, just nod in agreement. Of course he knew you were loyal. Honestly he never doubted it, but the shock of what that meant was a bit much for him to handle. He'd taken care of Laddie alongside Star for years, even before he turned, he was great with kids. But the thought of fatherhood never really crossed his mind. Were he human it'd be common sense, he'd be at the proper age. Maybe even already have a family.

But he was 19. He just… happened to be 19 for a very long time. Quietly he pulled you by your waist so you were beside him, then nudged your head onto his shoulder. You weren't scared, just in awe. For a moment you brushed your hand over your abdomen. It was warm, already firm to the touch. In the months to come you knew it would grow, your baby would grow. But in that moment, as Dwayne's calloused hand placed over yours feeling that little life stir inside you, you felt at peace. That was that. You two sat there for what felt like hours, watching the waves, watching the moon rise high above. It really was a beautiful night. A perfect night. The first night of many more to come.

#lost boys imagine #lost boys 1987 #lost boys #lost boys dwayne #billy wirth #the lost boys #lost boys fanfiction #fanfiction writing #fanfiction #pregnancy #pregnant #vampire pregnancy #pregnancy imagine #lost boys vampires

[marveloussupernerd]

I really enjoyed the way you wrote that Jumin Han ANGST my friend and if you don't mind I would very much like to request more ANGSTTT but with Seven because he is the CEO of ANGST FOR NO REASON. Be as creative as you want with it, you're the author! I was thinking something like MC getting seriously hurt/shot?? by someone who's after Seven from his agency work, or something less *deadly* like MC drunk and cheating/kissing another RFA member. Either way, I know I'll love what you come up with!

Hi bb! Sorry you’ve been waiting for this for like WEEKS but I was NOT in an angst vibe LMAO. But after I’ve brainstormed I’m v excited to write this. If ppl don’t like angst / want to see a resolution maybe request a pt 2 ? 🥺

Bullet Wound - Seven

Warnings: violence (shooting), medical stuff (surgery, injury), argument, spoilers for Seven’s real name !!

Summary: Seven’s company was not very happy that he betrayed them. Neither of you has thought it was a problem anymore. You were wrong. Seven feels responsible for you getting hurt

You held his hand, swinging it as you walked. “I had a lot of fun today,” you told him, smiling as you glanced at him, then down at your entwined hands, his golden wedding band shining in the sunlight.

“Me too! I can’t believe you had never had fish-shaped buns before today,” he mentioned, feigning shock.

You laughed. “They were very good. But honestly, I hadn’t even heard of them until the RFA talked about them.”

He sighed. “Who would believe my wife was so boring before she met me?”

You used your shoulder to ram into his side slightly, pushing him off his path slightly. He simply laughed. “What do you wanna do when we get home?”

“Hmmm...” you thought aloud, “nap. Cuddle. I’m exhausted.”

“You shouldn’t have stayed up all night with me when I was doing my work,” he pouted.

You shrugged. “What can I say? I can’t sleep without my husband by my side.”

He stopped for a second, halting you with him and pulling your hand slightly to turn you towards him. He had that goofy, fond smile you loved so much. “You’re so cute. I love you.” His voice was firm, full of meaning, as though nobody could deny it.

You couldn’t hide your grin, turning back on track and pulling him along with you. “I love you t-“

A deafening noise. It made you jump. “What the hell was that?” Seven exclaimed.

You looked around, trying to find the origin of the sound. And then you felt it; fire in your body. In your back. You placed a hand on it and flinched from the pain, blood slicking your hand. “Saeyoung,” you uttered out, the shock evident in your voice. “I think we need to run.”

He turned to look at where you were glancing, and then saw your hand. “Shit!” He exclaimed. Without hesitation, he swung you into his arms. “Hold on tight and stay with me, Babe.” He started running toward his babe car.

He threw the door open, setting you down gently in the seat. He buckled you up, hand pulling the lever to move the seat upright. “Ow!” You hissed in pain from the contact of the chair against your wound.

He shut the door and headed to his side, climbing in and driving off without even buckling his seatbelt. “I know it hurts but that’ll help keep some pressure on it. I’m driving to the ER as fast I can, so just hold on.”

“Sae... Saeyoung,” you choked out, trying to focus on your breathing and not the pain. “Your seatbelt.”

“Oh!” He used one hand to buckle it up. “Sorry. I didn’t even think about it.”

“You have to be safe too, okay?” You started tearing up. “Remember that.”

“Don’t say things like that.” He raised his voice. You nodded. You saw him frown. “I just... you’re making it sound like you’re going to die. And you’re not.” His voice was much softer now.

“I understand. I’m sorry I made it seem that way.” You let out a breathy sigh. “I’m just scared.”

He stopped the car pretty suddenly, right outside of the emergency room doors. He unbuckled, rushing out of the door, leaving his keys and phone inside. He opened yours and picked you up again. “I know. But you’re gonna be fine. I’m not going to leave your side.”

“I don’t think-“

“I’ll figure it out. Even if I have to watch you on the cameras. I’ll be here for you. Promise.”

“I love you,” you whimpered, lip trembling. You were scared.

“I need help! My wife’s been shot!” He announced as he entered the room. Fortunately, nobody was waiting and subject to the scene, only the people working there.

The lady at the front’s eyes widened. She announced something over the speakers, but you couldn’t hear it. “Where at?” You heard her ask Saeyoung. Your vision was blurry. You were nervous.

“Back.”

“Scale of 1 to 10?” They both shifted their eyes towards you.

“Eight.”

They didn’t stop looking at you. You raised an eyebrow. Why? “One to ten?” She asked again. Saeyoung looked petrified.

Were your words not coming out? You took a deep breath, focusing on expelling the air and moving your mouth to get the words out. “Eight.”

“Okay,” she nodded, scribbling things down. Seven smiled sadly at you.

Two people burst through the doors with one do those rolling beds. Seven set you down gently in it. He didn’t even have a chance to say goodbye. Your eyes widened in fear as you heard the doctors frantically speaking medical jargon. Saeyoung, in the distance, blew you a kiss. You closed your eyes and tried to relax.

When you did open your eyes again, they felt extremely heavy. Like you were doing physical labor to open them. “Thank God!” It was Seven’s voice. You worked harder to open your eyes and saw him, still in his bloody outfit from earlier, bags under his eyes and concern marking his features.

“Hi,” you said weakly, trying to give him a smile.

“Oh my God. I was afraid I’d lose you.” His eyebrows knitted in concern. “Did you know your heart stopped during surgery?” A sob escaped from the back of his throat. “It stopped.”

“I’m here,” you whispered. Your voice was hoarse. “I’m still here.”

You reached out your hand to grab his own, not surprised to see an IV hooked to your arm. “This is all my fault.” He was crying hard now, eyes refusing to meet your own. “This is because of me.”

“It’s not your fault,” you reassured him.

“It is! None of this would have happened if I wouldn’t have let you get close.” He walked away from you, moving to look out the window. “I’m an idiot.”

“I don’t think so. I’m glad you let me in, Saeyoung. I don’t blame you for this at all.”

“But I do. I blame myself.” His voice was now more angry with himself than sad.

A knock on the door. The doctor. Saeyoung composed himself, turning to meet him.

“Nice to see you again, Saeyoung.” The doctor greeted, a bright smile on his face. “And there’s our fighter. How are you feeling?”

“I think whatever pain stuff you have me on helps, but I just woke up so I’m still a bit drowsy.”

He looked down at your chart. “You did sleep through the night. 17 hours,” he explained.

Your eyes snapped back to Seven. “You’ve been here for seventeen hours?” You asked, the shock evident in your voice.

The doctor laughed. “He’s been by your side the whole time. Now I do want to keep you probably for another few days to monitor, but it should be pretty relaxed. Just try to keep your mind at ease and your heart rate down. All helps the healing.”

“Any significant injuries I should know about?” You asked. You knew people got really messed up from shot wounds.

He grinned, shaking his head no. “You were very lucky. Didn’t hit any major organs or your spine. You’re in good shape, relatively speaking.” He wrote something on his sheet. “I’m going to make sure the nurses visit you every half hour. I’ll probably be back in two hours or so. If you need anything in between, feel free to page the nurses.”

“Thank you Doctor,” you smiled. He waved and left.

“I... don’t think we should do this,” Seven spoke up, breaking the silence.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“I’m putting you in too much danger,” he stated simply.

“Well I’m okay. And I think it’s worth it,” you defended.

He sighed, shaking his head. “You’re such... an idiot. How could you get shot because of me and still be so naive and stupid?” He wasn’t yelling, but his voice was cold. The beeping on your heart monitor steadily increased, betraying you by giving away how his words made you feel.

“And what do you want me to do about it Seven? It’s not like we’re just dating casually. We can’t just break up. We’re married. And thank goodness we are,” you added for good measure.

“‘Maybe we shouldn’t be.”

The monitor jumped again. This time it didn’t slow down. Your eyes felt heavy again and your back felt like it was on fire once more. “Don’t say that.” You whimpered, your voice quiet due to the pain.

“I’ll say what I want. It’s a bad idea.”

“Saeyoung.” Your voice was very firm. “I-“ you listened to the racing heart monitor again. “Do you hear that? My heartbeat? How fast it’s going because of things you’re saying? I’m supposed to be relaxed. You’re not helping.”

“I’m trying to make you be realistic” he defended.

“Go home Saeyoung.” You demanded.

“Huh?”

“Go home. Take a shower. Change out of the bloody clothes. Take a nap. Come back to me when you’ve decided to be mild and respectful of my health.”

“But, I-“

“No.” You said, allowing no room for argument. “You are upsetting me. Come back when you feel bette.r.”

“I’m scared to leave you,” he whimpered, turning to you so you could see his eyes watering.

“I need to be alone right now. Go home. See you later.”

He frowned. A lot. He sniffled.

“Stop!” You called to him. “You’re the one who said you wanted to get a divorce. And I said to leave and calm down for a while. So stop pouring.” You jutted your lip out. “I can’t get comfy laying down and my husband wants to divorce me because I got shot and I got shot.”

His frown only increased. “Take care,” he said softly, heading to the door. “I’ll respect your wishes.” He walked out the door.

#mystic messenger #mysme #seven

[lousimusician]

Heart Broken

Peter Parker X Reader

Summary: You and Peter have been drifting and you can't handle the secrets anymore.

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"Seriously, MJ, what should I do?"

"Sorry, did you say something?" MJ asked reading her book, walking beside you.

"Did you seriously not hear a word I just said?" You asked exasperated.

"Yup,"

"Ugh, fine I'm gonna tell you again and please listen this time?"

"Yeah, yeah, drama queen, take it from the top."

"Okay, I'm at a loss, I care about Peter so much, we've been together for a year now but he's always so secretive about everything, he's always leaving unexpectedly, and he's always covered in bruises. I don't know what to do, he won't tell me anything and I'm afraid he might be doing something he shouldn't be doing."

"Confront him about it." MJ said with her head still buried in her book.

"I tried, but whenever I ask where he's been or why he cancels a date he always comes up with some half-assed excuse." You said with a pout as you saw your apartment building come into view.

MJ looked up, "I mean actually confront him, don't just ask where he's been. Ask him why he always shows up with bruises and why he's so secretive."

"But what if he doesn't tell me?"

"Break up with him then."

"W-what? I can't do that!"

MJ shrugged, "You wanted my advice, and you got it. Do with it what you will."

You sighed, "Well thanks, I-I'll think about it, I guess."

"Good, this is you, see you tomorrow." 

"Yeah, bye." You waved to MJ while you entered the apartment building. Your feet felt like weights as you entered your apartment. You greeted your parents, walked into your bedroom, and collapsed on your bed. You were supposed to hang out with Peter later that Friday night for a movie marathon. It would be the first time you hung out in weeks. Of course you wanted to be with him more but for some reason he kept canceling and it was really starting to worry you. Your first thought was that he was cheating on you but you quickly waved that idea away when you kept on seeing him with new bruises constantly and besides Peter was too sweet to cheat.

"Break up with him then"

You'd be lying if you said you hadn't thought about doing it before. You reached over for your pillow and covered your head as you felt tears start to build up. You cared about Peter so much, but you were at your breaking point.

It hurt to see him with bruises and cuts all the time, but it hurt more knowing he was keeping it a secret from you. 

Honestly, you weren't sure how much more of this you could take. 

You'd have to talk to him tonight. 

You felt a tear roll down your face, thinking that you may actually have to break up with him if he continued to keep secrets from you. 

Your eyes felt heavy and you drifted off to sleep.

~

You were awoken from your nap by the alarm on your phone ringing. You groaned and shut it off. Glancing at the clock it read 6:00, meaning you had a half hour to get ready for Peter's.

You grabbed your backpack and stuffed some snacks and movies in it before changing into more comfortable clothes. You said good bye to your parents and left the apartment, making your way to Peter's.

'Okay, just calm down, you'll be okay. Peter will see how serious the situation is and he'll tell you everything. There's no way he'll let this stand in between our relationship, right?'

Right?

Before you knew it Peter's apartment came into view and you let out a shaky sigh, mentally preparing yourself for what was about to happen.You walked into the building and stood in front of his apartment door and lightly knocked on it. You were greeted with a smiling Aunt May, in a dress in the middle of putting an earing in.

"Oh, hey honey. Come in."

You smiled, "Hey May, you going out?"

"Yeah, me and a couple of friends are going out. Peter isn't here right now. You know that boy, always busy. And I'm afraid I'm gonna have to leave now, I'm already running late. Hope you don't mind being here by yourself for a little bit."

"Don't worry about me, I'll be okay here on my own. Just have fun tonight."

May smiled, and put on her shoes "Of course, I'll see you later, okay?" May pulled you into a hug and quickly left.

You looked at the time.

6:45

Well that wasn't too bad, you turned on the TV and started to watch whatever was on, anxious for Peter to get back.

7:00

7:43

8:35

You kept glancing at the clock.

'Typical' you thought.

This wasn't exactly helping your mood. You sent him a text, but still after a half hour he didn't respond.

You groaned once it turned 9, and decided to just go home. Turning off the TV, you grabbed your bag and headed for the door when it was suddenly swung open to reveal an out of breath Peter. He closed the door and walked into the living room.

"I-I'm here! (F/N)!" He said in between breaths. He took a second to compose himself before taking a look at you. "U-uh a-are you leaving?" 

"Two and a half hours Peter."

"I-I know, I'm really sorry, but I'm here now"

"Where were you."

"Y'know Stark internship" he said scratching the back of his neck.

You sighed, and looked down, "Peter, we need to talk."

"Is it because I'm late? I know you're upset, I'm really sorry I just forgot."

"Forgot?!" You yelled taking Peter by surprise. You let out a long steady breath, "Peter, this is the 12th time you bailed on me, we haven't done anything in weeks and every time I ask you about it, it's always the same answer. If it's really the Stark internship why are you always getting hurt?"

Peter was clearly at a loss for words, "I-I-I-"

"Peter, please tell me what's going on," you begged, desperation evident in your eyes.

It was silent for a while before Peter spoke up, "I-I- c-can't"

You sat on the couch and held a hurt look that pained Peter to see, "Why?"

"I... I just c-can't."

You looked at the floor and built up the strength to say, "Peter, if...if you don't tell me what's been going on with you...I-I...This..this relationship isn't gonna work" You bit your lip not finding it in you to look at Peter.

"W-what?" Peter whispered.

"You heard me."

"No, no, no, no, please don't." Peter begged, making his way over to you. He sat down in front of you and hugged your waist. "Please, don't leave me."

A choked sob escaped your lips and Peter hugged you tighter. You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face in his hair, breathing in his scent. Another sob wracked your body and tears started to roll down your face.

"Then...then what am I supposed to do Peter? Sit here and act like everything is okay when something is obviously going on."

"Just please trust me, nothing bad is happening. I'll make more time for you, just please don't leave me." He said as you felt tears start to dampen your shirt.

"That's not how relationships work Peter. Why can't you just tell me what's going on?"

"B-because I can't, I just can't."

 "I'm serious, t-tell me what's g-going on or I'm b-breaking up with you."

"I want to, I-I wanna tell you so bad. But I already said I can't."

Tears rolled down your face harder, "S-so you'd rather break up with me than tell me what's going on?"

"No, no, no, please, Princess, I-I love you" He buried his face into your neck and began sobbing, "I love you so so much, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please, please don't leave me" 

You began sobbing along with him and held him tighter. Running your fingers through his hair. "I-I love you too, b-b-but I-I can't do this a-anymore."

You both sobbed while you held each other. Neither one of you ready to let go, knowing it'll be the last time you'd get to embrace. As time ticked on and both your cries began to die down, you prepared yourself for what was to come next.

"P-peter, you need to let go now."

"If I d-do your just gonna leave."

"I have to"

"No you don't"

"Peter, let go."

"No,"

You sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day, "It's getting late, I p-promised my parents I'd be home by ten" The clock read just after 10.

"I'm not ready to let you go."

"I-I know, but I want you to let me go. Please, just let me go home." 

Peter heard the desperation in your voice and a new set of tears and sobs escaped him. He held tighter for a minute before finally finding the strength to let you go.

"Th-thank you." You stood up and Peter watched helplessly as you grabbed your stuff and made your way to the front door. You stopped and said from the doorway, "If you decide to tell me, I'll give this relationship a second chance. Bye, Peter." You left the apartment and shut the door as you heard Peter cry louder.

~~~

Aunt May said goodbye to her girlfriends and made her way to her apartment where she expected to see her nephew and his girlfriend curled up on the couch asleep together as a movie played in the background. But instead she was met with a very different sight. She entered the apartment which seemed very lifeless, the opposite of what it usually was. She also heard quiet sobs and sniffling which caused her alarm.

She walked towards her nephew's bedroom, which had the door cracked open a bit. She peaked her head in and felt her heart break at the sight of Peter curled up on his bed, in his pajamas, crying with his face buried in one of his girlfriend's sweaters. May gently knocked on the door, causing Peter to glance over at her before burying his head back in the sweater.

"Hey, Pete." She said gently, "Wanna talk about it?"

"She broke up with me." He sniffled.

May sat down on Peter's bed and rubbed his back in soothing circles, "Oh, honey. It'll be okay, do you want me to make you some tea?" 

Peter nodded his head. 

"Okay, I'll be right back and we can talk about it."

Peter nodded his head again as May stood up to go into the kitchen. He nuzzled his face into the sweater as he cried.

#peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #peter parker x reader #peter parker #spiderman x y/n #spiderman x you #spiderman x reader #spider man: homecoming #spiderman #marvel #angst #peter x reader

[dravid-writes]

Chapter 10, the team has some... disagreements.

Thorn lies asleep, listening to the muffled voice. It hasn't gotten any clearer recently. They tried talking to it a few times, but nothing worked. So now, they simply-

"Come on, wake up Thorn!"

Thorn punches Compass in the arm.

"Ow, hey!"

"Sorry, reflex. Probably wouldn't happen if you didn't wake me up."

"Reflex? Then why hasn't it happened before?"

Thorn sits up and groans. They look out the window and see the sun just peeking over the horizon. "... Compass. What time is it?"

"About 6am."

Thorn resists the urge to punch them again. "... Look, we need to talk about this whole sleep schedule thing."

"I agree. You stay up way too late. I heard from Whiscash that you were wandering around at 1am one night! You need to get more sleep."

"More sleep, huh? You know what would help a lot with that?"

"Ruining your sleep schedule more will NOT help! Early to bed, early to rise, makes a 'mon healthy, wealthy, and wise."

Thorn takes a deep breath. "... We're going to talk about this later. Have you picked a job yet?"

"Nope. That's the best part about getting up early; now we get to pick a job together! Come on, let's go, the early bird gets the worm!"

"And the second mouse gets the cheese..."

"Rescue a lost zubat, 250 coins. Sound good?"

"Sure, whatever, let's just go."

"Well, we should probably have breakfast first. Want to come to my house and have some pancakes?"

"Compass, you know full-well what the answer is." Thorn rummages around their helmet for an apple. "Sheesh, not many left in here... Ah, here we go." They bite into the apple... and notice Compass staring at them. "... What?"

"How's the apple?"

Thorn's eyes go wide. "What did you do?"

"I replaced your apples with mine before you woke up. It tastes fine, right?"

Thorn dumps out the apples in their helmet.

"Hey, don't get them all dirty-"

"Do the words 'invasion of privacy' mean anything to you!?"

"I-I just wanted to prove you could trust me-"

"Trust you? You went behind my back and stole my shit!"

"No, wait, I have your apples in my bag right here-"

"Keep them! I'll just buy some more, along with a box with a combination lock!" Thorn storms off toward the shopping center.

"But I... But... the apple was fine..."

Thorn drives a kick into the sentret's stomach, making them stagger and stumble backward. They follow up with a mighty swing of their club, sending the sentret rolling across the ground before settling face-down, unconscious.

"Thorn, you don't need to be so brutal."

"What? They started the fight. They would've done the same to us."

"We're rescuers, we can't sink down to their level!"

"We can and should. It's certainly better than your sorry performance. Seriously, a summer breeze has more heat than your fire."

"Fire is dangerous! Restraint is important in combat so that you don't cause more damage than necessary. If you don't have proper restraint, you might injure someone."

"Good. It'll serve as a warning to others."

"Thorn, that's how bad pokemon think! We're good pokemon."

"Good, bad, call me a villain for all I care. I do what works. One of us has to."

"Thorn, you're acting like Team Meanies!"

"Team Meanies is on their way to Silver Rank."

"Success doesn't equate to goodness."

"And goodness doesn't equate to success."

Soon enough, the zubat is rescued, and the job is completed. The day goes by, and the team decides to take another job: Escorting a slaking into and out of Silent Chasm. After all, Silent Chasm wasn't home to many powerful pokemon. How hard could it be? As the slaking leaves after handing over the reward, the team groans. "Oh my god that was HORRIBLE!" Thorn says.

"So much waiting... So slow... Why did they have to take TWO NAPS?!"

"How many hours was that..? What time is it..?"

Compass looks at the sky. It's dark. "Looks like 9pm. Let's head home, get some sleep. You need it."

"Not yet I don't."

"Thorn, you really need to go to bed earlier, or... *yawn* or you won't get enough sleep."

Thorn looks at Compass, and sees how sleepy they are. They probably feel just as awful as Thorn does early in the morning... Oh. Thorn walks over to the bulletin board and grabs a job, recognizing the symbol for difficulty as E-rank. "Hey Compass, what's this job say?"

"Huh? Um, retrieve a lost bracelet in Flooded Forest, but-"

"Sounds easy, let's go." Thorn pulls Compass along.

"Wha- Hey, Thorn, it's too late for more jobs!"

"What are you talking about, the night is young! Perseverance is a virtue! You're not gonna give up that soon, are you?"

"Thorn, hey, noooo, it's too late..."

"Ah, nothing like working to help pokemon in need!" Thorn says, marching through the forest.

"Thorn, WE'RE in need. Of sleep. Right now."

"What, you want to quit so soon? The best part of staying up late is having more time to work! And besides, this job will be easy as-" Thorn pauses as they step into water. Much of the forest floor is submerged in shallow water. "Oh. That's inconvenient."

"It's called the Flooded Forest for a reason. Well, it was called the Flourishing Forest before, but then then the earthquakes hit, and the tides are going wild, and yeah. Now it's flooded."

"Huh. Not a good place to lose a bracelet."

"And not a good TIME to look for one! It's dark! Let's go home and come back when we can see!"

"That's quitter talk. Come on, let's go!"

Compass slogs through the watery floor. "Thoooorn, how long are you going to tolerate all this water before you give up?"

Thorn crouches down and scans the ground. "Probably 'til about midnight."

"Midnight?! Thorn, this is ridiculous, we're never going to find the-"

"Found it!" Thorn lifts the bracelet in victory. "What luck, huh? This is why we don't give up early. Don't you feel silly?"

"Thorn, that's enough! You've been completely unreasonable all day! Over and over, I've been trying to help you, and you just won't let me!"

"Help me? You've been refusing to let me live how I want! You think that YOU get to decide when I sleep, what I eat, how I fight, as if you know everything!"

"I know a few things at least, like that fighting so violently is cruel and wrong! And that you should trust your teammates! And that your sleeping habits are absolutely terrible! Seriously, just because you don't have the willpower to get up in the morning doesn't mean-"

"Hold up, willpower? Seriously? You're assigning morality to SLEEPING now? Look, you can be a morning lark all you want, but I'm a night owl, and you don't get to tell me that's wrong."

"What... Morning lark? Night owl? What are you talking about?"

"... You really don't- Okay, you see how you're an exhausted sleepy train wreck right now, while I'm totally fine? Even though I'm running on 4 hours of sleep? That's because my brain wants to be awake around this time of day. How you're feeling right now? That's how I feel EVERY TIME YOU WAKE ME UP EARLY!!"

"What? I... I had no idea, I... Then why didn't you just tell me?! You didn't need to drag me out here just to prove a point!"

"I DID tell you! Every morning! And you never listened!"

"You didn't tell me anything, you just complained! Except this morning, when you decided to PUNCH me, you jerk!"

"Well sorry for assuming you weren't so stupid that-"

"Look out!!" Compass lunges forward, and is struck by a water gun and knocked to the ground.

Thorn stares at Compass. That water gun was headed for Thorn. And Compass... Why would they...?

Thorn looks up and spots a surprised buizel standing nearby. "YOU!!" They throw their bone club and it strikes right on Buizel's head, staggering them long enough for Thorn to sprint toward them and land a devastating punch to the face, sending them rolling! "Get away!" Thorn shouts, prompting Buizel to scramble to their feet and run off. "And don't let me see you again!"

Thorn sprints back to Compass, grabbing an oran berry. "Shit shit shit, you stupid god damn idiot Compass, why would you do that?!"

"Sorry, reflex... Probably would've happened if I wasn't so sleepy..." Compass eats the oran berry.

"Reflex? I... You... Damn it, you dumbass!" Thorn picks up Compass, who is too tired to complain. "Let's go, we need to get home ASAP."

"Wow," a sneasel says, "I can't believe someone found it already! I didn't think any rescue teams would be working this late."

"And I didn't think the client would still be awake," Thorn says. "Guess we night owls gotta look out for each other, huh?"

"Heh, yeah. Thank you so much!" Sneasel gives Thorn a quick hug, which they return. "Oh, and you too of course!" Sneasel steps toward Compass-

Thorn intercepts. "Nope, sorry, no hugs for them. They gotta get to bed, pronto."

"Compass, I'm so sorry about dragging you out on that job, you were right, that was such a terrible idea, and I got you hurt because of it, when I could've just TALKED to you-"

"Hey, it's okay... I did *yawn* stupid stuff today too... I never though about how you were feeling... And you were right, I tried to control you. That was dumb."

"You can beat yourself up later, just get some sleep, okay?"

"Yeah... Okay..." Compass curls up on their bed of hay and quickly drifting off.

Thorn turns to start wandering, as they do at night, but they suddenly yawn. Yeah, turns out getting 4 hours of sleep and then staying awake for 18 hours isn't very much fun. Not to mention they're feeling a bit... emotionally overwhelmed. It's all very tiring.

They take off their helmet and flop onto their bed, waiting for sleep to take them.

#pmd #pmd1 #rescue team

[imasucker-4-memories]

oh my goodness!!! a board game convention?!?! that really sounds fun!!!i didn’t know that existed before this moment but now i wanna go!! 🥺 i’m happy you were able to go and enjoy yourself!!! that’s a funny name for a game!! 😂🥰 what’s it about or i suppose why it’s called that?? 😂

awwww you’re sweet, thank you! 🥺💖 it’s a good thing you listened to yourself and took a bit of break when you needed it!! i hope you’re able to get lots of rest and relaxation!!

oh gosh there are SO many i love AH!! there’s probably SO many i’m forgetting but i love sailor moon, the amazing world of gumball, star vs the forces of evil, miraculous ladybug, avatar: the last airbender, legend of korra, violet evergarden, we bare bears, children of the whales, and basically everything disney, dreamworld, pixar and and studio ghibli 🥰💖

this show is really cute!! there’s a lot of cheesiness and wholesomeness and romance but i enjoy it 🥰it’s basically about this girl who’s born with bright red hair like an apple and the prince of her kingdom wants her just bc of it and so he chops off her hair and leaves and ends up meeting a prince from another kingdom and his friends/attendants/bodyguards and she runs off with them to the other kingdom where she begins to work as an herbalist!! i might be messing up some of the details but !!! if you like sailor moon or disney movies or anything like that, i would think you might probably like this too!!

hmmm as far as a nickname goes, anything is fine!! picking a favorite animal would be hard bc theres so many cute and wonderful ones, how could i ever choose? 🥺💖 i’m sure i’ll like whatever nickname you pick!! and please that is so sweet to say 🥺🤧 i’m happy i’m not bothering you any but if i ever do, feel free to lmk i won’t take it personal, okay? 🥰

you should go get some rest though!! 💖💖💖

I'm sure there are plenty around your area!! You should most definitely go! Especially if you love cosplaying☺️ Just gotta do a little research hahaha but this one was 4 hours away and it's the biggest one in America so I had to go lol I'm hoping to go to another one in two weeks but it's around when rent is due so I will have to see what happens if I can go lol Yeah I really liked it! and it's cheap! Like $10. Great party game and really silly lol so there are cards that have a taco, cat, goat, cheese, and pizza. Whomever starts places a card and says taco, next person plays a card and says cat, so on and so forth with the rhythm. If someone says a card with the same name everyone slaps. Last person to slap gets all of the cards that were played. So if someone says cheese and plays a cheese card everyone had to slap. There are three other cards. Theres a gopher, when that is played everyone has to physically dig at the table, at least two swipes to the table and then slaps, same thing whomever slaps last gets the pile. A gorilla, you have to pound your chest and then slap, and narwhal, you have to make a horn with your hands and arms and then slap. That one was the most painful lol. To win, you have to run out of cards and if you slap back in and and you're the first to slap, you win!

Yeah I'm really glad I took that nap cause I'm really refreshed now lol definitely going to try to go to bed early today lol but it might have also been because I was driving all day yesterday and didn't get home til midnight then didn't sleep til 3am lol

The amazing world of gumball is so underrated!! More people need to watch it😂 I've heard some of them and some I have not! Might have to make a list to check it out☺️ never seen sailor moon because of toxic masculinity growing up but I definitely want to watch it! I still need to watch more studio ghibli movies too. Let's just marathon a ton of shows and movies together!!!💖💖

Ooooohhh that premise does interest me, I'll definitely check it out tonight and let you know my thoughts! I'm a sucker for any romantic forms of media especially rom-coms so this is definitely up my ally! I just love feeling all warm and fuzzy inside seeing that kind of stuff🥺 plus I'm a huge hopeless romantic and will romanticize anything😂

So you want a cute and wonderful animal?? I was thinking fox but only because that's my favorite animal😂 what about mouse? I was going to say kitten but that has some other connotations😂

I will definitely let you know🥰 NO SECRETS!

I'll get some rest after I eat😂 haven't made dinner yet. You should get rest though!!💖💖💖💖

#ask #long post #✉️

[mediocremom01]

Breastfailing

I originally wanted to wait to write this post as I wanted a successful breast feeding journey. BUT here I am, and I think I've officially had enough. I am all for ‘fed is best’ and whatever you feed your baby I'm proud of you for giving them what they need and to grow and be strong. HOWEVER, I don’t give myself the same standards. Before having a baby I had the mindset of ‘I’m going to try to breast feed but if I can’t its no big deal, I'll feed him formula’ Literally the first night of having my baby, I was 100% invested in breast feeding. I have a LONG and emotional breast feeding journey. Here is how mine and my sons journey went with breast feeding. Prepare... it’s a LONG post

First hour: Not latching, Nurses throw nipple shield at me. I get my son to have WHATEVER colostrum I have, who knows if its enough, but he seemed content for the first two days. He would only use a nipple shield from here on out- will explain more later. Also the nurses were AGGRESSIVE and awful with helping me. When I say aggressive I mean shoving my sons face in my boob with his mouth closed and SQUEEZING my boob.

Day three noon: Didn’t have enough wet diapers and about to be discharged early after a c-section thanks to COVID. Babies at this point have the same number of wet diapers as they are old... so he should have had three. My husband and I questioned his output and we were pushed aside. I also reached out to the nurses because it was taking my son an hour to eat colostrum... Babies at this age have TINY stomachs and it should not take long to fill him up. No lactation consult was given to me at any point even when we asked

Day three midnight: My son was hysterical. Every time I tried to breast feed him (with the nipple shield) he would suck a few times then pass out, which you think “oh he’s “milk drunk”” but not even 5 minutes later he woke up screaming and hungry. This went on until 4am when I finally broke down hysterically crying and my husband took him and fed him formula which he gulped down in seconds then passed out for 4 hours. I was devastated. Devastated that I clearly just starved my son and that I didn’t do what he needed from me most which brings in a lot of guilt.

Day four: we go see a lactation consultant and she said my colostrum isn’t enough for him and to supplement until my milk comes in. He lost 10% birth weight and needed to come back in a few days.

Day six: follow up with lactation consultant. My milk finally comes in and she gives me three days to come back for a weight check and weighted feed. I feel good at this point thinking that now my milk is in I can give my baby what he needs. He starts to eat my milk but is still taking over an hour to eat but at this point he falls asleep and sleeps for a good few hours. I’m feeling like a giant weight has lifted off my shoulders and the guilt fades now that I can feed my baby.

Day nine: go in for a weighted feed but I screwed up and fed him right before the car ride. He was hysterical and hungry i couldn’t starve him just for a “weighted feed”, so I did what I thought was best. We see the consultant and she’s happy with his weight gain.

From here until our two week check up something changes. His naps are no longer for two to three hours they’re more like an hour. He’s feeding close to two hours. I felt like I couldn’t keep him off my boob but when I googled or spoke to any mom friends it was normal and known as cluster feeding. That he was trying to get my milk to increase so he would have enough as he got older. This cluster feeding started to be all day and night.

Two week check up: his doctor says that his weight is a slow gain but once he hits his birth weight it should sky rocket. His diaper output is perfect. I mention the “cluster feeding” she says it’s normal and should subside soon. He’s still using the nipple shield. I mention to her how he looks yellow and she said his bilirubin levels have decreased since birth he’s fine. I feel good but still questioning why he’s at my breast for so long.

3 weeks old: I scheduled a new lactation consultant because I felt the cluster feeding was too often to be all day every day. He also was still eating 2-3 hours at a time before taking a nap and sometimes he wouldn’t even nap he would sleep at my breast, I would try to move him then he would wake up and want to eat again. This consult was over zoom thanks to covid :( she looked at his latch and I brought up all concerns and she blamed the slow eating on the breast sheild and recommended breast compressions and massage while he’s active on the breast. I did what she said and it seemed to help a little but not much, she just kept pressing trying to get him off the nipple shield.

4 weeks old: I call the doctor because his jaundice isn’t getting better and they argued with me for awhile but because he was slow weight gain they said okay. While we were there he only gained a few oz... doctor said that we had to do another weight check in two weeks. While I was there his bilirubin stayed the same, doctor claimed it was breast milk jaundice and it could take weeks to get out of his system. The levels weren’t harmful but noticeable in his skin and eyes.

5 weeks old: I schedule a different lactation consultant but this time someone who could meet me in person. We do a weighted feed and evaluation. 1 hour prior to the visit he was hysterical so I fed him expressed breast milk via bottle and he had 1oz. While she was there He took in 1.5oz. She said that because he took 1oz prior to the appointment and 1.5oz now he was getting enough and I was producing adequately. She saw a tongue and lip tie and told us to have his pediatrician look at it to be released. She said it could be the reasoning as to why he needs the nipple tie and isnt sucking as efficiently.

6 weeks old: his pediatrician says there are no ties and his suck is fine. We discuss his slow weight gain once again. I express my concern about him eating all day and not napping. Like seriously eating all day. The moment I get up to the moment I go to bed he’s just connected to my boob and not sleeping. He cries every time I unlatch him, I’m barely eating and drinking at this point because I don’t have time to go to the bathroom and I don’t have time to eat or have hands to eat.

7 weeks: I get a second opinion with a pediatric dentist. He says both tongue and lip ties are grade three and we discuss the complications of them. I pay OOP to get them released. He said that it would take time but he should start to eat efficiently.

8 weeks: I’m able to feed him 70/30 with nipple shield and without it. Which is an amazing start from someone that had to use it EVERY time. He still is eating all day and not napping. At this point I’m getting REALLY exhausted. Guilt and frustration fill me every time I feed him. “I wish you could just eat better” “I’m sorry I cant have the nipples that make it easier for you” “is my supply even there?” “Come on baby boy, stay active I know you’re hungry”. We go to his 2 month check up and see a new pediatrician. He states that his weight is in the 9th percentile and has only gained 6oz in 3 weeks. At this point he should be gaining more and he recommends I start supplementing with breast. We also find out that he has a severe dairy allergy which has been causing his rash issues, green mucus poops, bad gas and severe reflux. I need to cut diary out of my diet and buy dairy free formula.

9 weeks: I decide to pump and bottle feed with formula. I’m only pumping 1-2 oz at a time total which CLEARLY shows I don’t have a good milk supply. At this point I can’t get dairy out of my breast milk fast enough for him. His reflux and gas are so bad he’s spitting up half an oz per oz. I’m advices to take a break from breast feeding and just formula feed to heal him.

9 weeks and 6 days: I’ve officially thrown in the towel. I’m so exhausted and it’s taking a huge toll on my mental health. I’m no longer a happy mommy. Yesterday we the first night I didn’t nurse him to sleep. It was heart breaking for me. I feel so much failure, sadness, and guilt. Why couldn’t my breasts provide you what you need. I gave breast feeding my everything. I’ve consumed so many different lactation products, power pumping, kept you at the breast every hour and every day since I had you. My breast milk was causing you so much pain internally and you were so hungry that I couldn’t ever satisfy. I feel so selfish that I carried on this journey when we had issues from the start. I feel inadequate and that I didn’t try harder. Maybe if I weren’t a single mom I’d have more energy to push through and make my breast milk dairy free but you don’t like to be put down ever so it makes pumping so hard. I’m sorry little man, I have it my all. At least this formula will fill you up and won’t give you tummy issues

I’m repeatedly saying “I’m a good mom” today because I don’t feel like one. One day this will be a memory and I don’t want it to be a negative one. Trying to find the good when I’m crushed our breast feeding journey has been a complete failure. But you’re with me now taking a nap on me which was never a thing before. So I’m going to soak in these snuggles.

#breastfeeding #first time mom #mom #boymom #fed is best #failure

[prettylittlelucygoose]

Text || Jucy (April 15)

Lucy: I'm going to Nashville to talk to my mom then going to New York for work. I'll see you in Austin on the 20th

Jared: Good Luck.

Jared: Despite what you think, I love you.

Lucy: I know you love me...which makes this even harder.

Lucy: I'm leaving a pill bottle on our bathroom sink...could you get rid of them for me?

Jared: Is it all of them or did you hide some?

Lucy: Would you believe me if I said it's all of them?

Jared: After this last week? No.

Lucy: Then why even ask?

Jared: Because I want to see what you'll say.

Lucy: It's most of them

Jared: Where did you hide them Lucy?

Lucy: I'm not stupid enough to leave them in your house

Jared: Where are they?

Lucy: With me

Jared: Flush them Lucy! Right now!

Lucy: No

Jared: Lucy please

Lucy: Taking the pills doesn't mean I love you any less

Jared: How can you say that?

Lucy: Because it's the truth. You're the one making it a big deal. I can function on them you just haven't given me the chance to show you.

--hours later--

Lucy: G told me to tell Uncle Jar that she misses you. I'm sure Luna would have too if she talked.

Jared: Give them hugs for me.

Lucy: G said you're a poopy head lol

Jared: Tell her it takes one to know one

Lucy: How's Sam?

Jared: She's fine

Lucy: How're you?

Jared: Tired

Lucy: Call Heather. Have her take the baby for a couple hours so you can get a nap. She should still be in Vancouver.

Jared: No it's fine.

Lucy: You're not superman you're allowed to take a break

Jared: I'm fine Lucy

Lucy: Nobody is ever fine when they say they're fine

Jared: I'm fine Lucy

Lucy: Fine

Lucy: I have your ring still by the way. In case you were wondering.

Jared: Good to know

Lucy: I'm wearing it on my necklace trying to decide if I want to give it back to you

Jared: Like I said, it's your choice babe

Lucy: It's not just about the pills though. You hurt me when you left your ring and if it's this easy for you to be okay with walking away from me it makes me wonder if this marriage will actually work. I'm not what you want and I don't want to constantly worry I'm going to lose you.

Jared: You think doing that was easy? I love you Lucy. I don't want to lose you, but I didn't know what else to do to get though to you.

Lucy: Giving me an ultimatum is not the way to do it because you're gonna end up losing me. Don't threaten to leave if it's not what you want because it makes me think you'd rather go and I'm not gonna beg anyone to stay with me. I did it too much in the past. You were supposed to be different but in the end I guess all guys are the same.

Jared: Lucy, what do you want from me?

Lucy: Support...space to do what I need without you threatening to leave me...understanding that I'm still in the beginning stages of recovery.

Jared: I'm giving you space. I'm not leaving you. I'm giving you the choice whether you want to stay or leave.

Lucy: No, you gave me your ring back and basically made it sound like I can't give it back unless I stop the pills. I never said I wanted to leave you, I asked for a couple of days.

Jared: Because I can't be around the drugs Lucy. You're not the only one trying to fucking stay afloat! You're not the only one dealing with fucked up thoughts. But you ARE the one using it as an excuse to be selfish.

Lucy: I didn't think they'd be a problem for you. You've never been an addict.

Jared: That doesn't matter. You think seeing you choose getting high over me isn't triggering?

Lucy: I'm not choosing it over you though. I will always need you.

Jared: But you are Lucy

Lucy: I don't see it the same way you do then and maybe that's the problem.

Jared: I guess so

Lucy: Can I call you?

Jared: I'm about to walk into set. Maybe tonight?

Lucy: I'll probably be out of it tonight. Have fun filming.

Jared: Wow. Whatever

Lucy: I have a few left...I'm not gonna waste them

Jared: Flush them Lucy. If not for you then for me and the kids.

Lucy: 4 more pills isn't gonna kill me. I left like 20 pills on the bathroom sink for you to get rid of and brought 10 with me

Jared: 10 pills in 1 fucking day?

Lucy: I took 2 before my flight, I'll take 3 in a little while, and another 2 right before bed

Jared: That's only 7

Lucy: I know

Jared: That still leaves 3

Lucy: They're gone

Jared: Where?

Lucy: Gone

Jared: Gone where Lucy?

Lucy: Just gone

Jared: Whatever

Lucy: They're not being ingested so what's the big deal

Jared: Where are they

Lucy: Staying here in Nashville

Jared: Whatever

Lucy; If I had a shot for every time you've said that word lately I'd be wasted.

Jared: Go for it. You're already high.

Lucy: Maybe I will

Jared: Do you.

Lucy: Are you not taking care of yourself?

Jared: What? Where did that come from

Lucy: Just answer me

Jared: I'm fine Lucy

Lucy: That's not what I was told

Jared: What are you talking about

Lucy: I was told you're not sleeping and you're falling apart.

Jared: I'm doing my job and I'm taking care of our daughter. What more do you want?

Lucy: To take care of yourself too because if something happens to you it'll kill me

Jared: I'm doing the best I can right now

Lucy: I worry about you

Jared: If you say so

Lucy: I love you, Jared.

--later--

Lucy: I'm in bed for the night so if you still want to talk at all tonight you can call me. If not, I understand.

Jared: I love you too

Jared: Okay. I'll try to call before I head to bed.

Lucy: I hope you do...I miss your voice.