#zacharie yells

[aura--noir]

#[yells] I LOVE HIM #off #off game #off zacharie #zacharie #mortis ghost #zacharie off

[fictionadventurer]

Good news! The channel that plays only old History Channel documentaries had a day entirely devoted to American presidents, so I have a lot more president facts to share with you!

(Important note that I have fact-checked nothing. I am only spouting off trivia the way I would if you were here for me to info-dump at).

Andrew Jackson's wife died soon after he was elected president, and he believed her death was caused by the vicious attacks against her during the election. Because he apparently lived his life as though he were a Shakespeare character, he said something along the lines of, "On the grave of this saint, I forgive all my political and personal enemies, but as for those who slandered her, they must look to God for mercy."

When William Jennings Bryan ran against William McKinley in 1896, he went on an epic nationwide whistle-stop campaign. Though he never drank alcohol, he reeked of liquor throughout his tour--because he was using gin as a deodorant! Instead of stopping to bathe, he would wipe himself down with gin to mask his body odor.

After Harry Truman, it became the practice for both presidential nominees to get security briefings months before the election, so when they came into office they'd be up-to-date on world events--with the understanding that all this info was strictly confidential. When Richard Nixon heard that LBJ's administration was putting together peace talks to end the Vietnam War, he went to the South Vietnamese and told them to refuse to go to the table, because if they waited until he was in office, they'd get a better deal. LBJ found out and told the head of the Republican Party to tell Nixon to stop it, because this was treason. Nixon called LBJ back and said this story was untrue and he had nothing to do with any such actions. LBJ knew he was lying, but only because he'd been secretly recording sessions with the South Vietnamese, so he couldn't do anything without exposing his own actions. Because of this, South Vietnam never came to the bargaining table, and the war dragged on more than five years longer.

When Ronald Reagan was shot by an assassin, Soviet submarine activity increased near US shores, and people thought this might be part of a Soviet attack. George Bush, the vice president, was (I think) in Texas at the time, and immediately started flying back to Washington, but his plane didn't have a secure phone line, so he couldn't be in charge of the country, and people weren't sure who was next in line. Both the Secretary of State and the Secretary of Defense believed that they should be in charge. The press also wanted to know who was in charge, but the press secretary was doing a terrible job at the press briefing, essentially saying that they didn't know who was in command. The Secretary of State then sprinted into the briefing room, took the microphone, and assured everyone that there was a clear chain of command, and he was in charge. The only problem was that he was wrong--he'd completely forgotten that both the Speaker of the House and the President pro tempore of the Senate ranked ahead of him.

At the time this documentary was made (2016), Dick Cheney held the record for the shortest presidency. The president is allowed to temporarily hand over power to the vice president if he's going to be incapacitated. George W. Bush made use of this rule twice when he was going in for colonoscopies, so Dick Cheney served as president for a total of four hours.

#history is awesome #presidential talk #i was babysitting the nephew who was very very fussy #so i was stuck in one room for hours with tv on in the background #this happy coincidence made it rather enjoyable and nephew now has a good grounding in american history #only trouble was that once i finally got a reprieve from babysitting i wanted to keep watching the documentary about elections #they were just about to start lincoln! #i watched through lincoln and mckinley's elections and then even i'd had enough #the lincoln stuff lined up well with what i've read #and i was very glad to have read it because i wouldn't have followed their telling if i didn't have background #i had a minor issue with a line about 'a series of weak presidents had appeased the south for years with compromises' #when zachary taylor's face showed up in that line-up i yelled at the tv 'zachary taylor never compromised on anything in his life!' #the slander! #it's also interesting to see old documentaries and how history changes #the one about early presidents was from 1996 and pushed the 'harrison died of pneumonia after his long inaugural address' narrative #jefferson's slave mistress story was only 'many historians believe this to be true' and not 'tear-down-his-statues settled fact' #among other things this experience made me more appreciative of the merits of broadcast tv #even if these things were available on streaming i'd never pick '1996 presidential elections documentary' on my own #i need some guy desperate to fill airtime to curate this for me

[caprigender]

It’s also interesting because there was zacharie OFF before sans undertale but like first of all zacharie never got quite to the popularity of sans and also I think fanartists changed his design way more than most people tweaked with sans’ design ya kno?

#Like zacharie got the twink treatment #Lots of people made him skinny #Gave him a turtleneck sweater instead of the thick veiny frog neck I think mortisghost intended #People drew sans different and there’s the aus and all but I feel like I saw a lot less making him skinny #yelling at own ass #Might just not be remembering correctly tho

[chocobox]

erwin and levi's horrific little dynamic and erwin smith's identity as a villain is such an underrated aspect of aot. even after he died he couldn't stop hurting people. heinous ass man. no sacrifice will ever change what he did, and he knew that.

#sparkletwinkles #it's underrated bc the only people who gaf about erwin wanna pretend he was a good person btw #I'VE HAD TO DELETE MY ERWIN POSTS IN THE PAST BC ERWIN STANS STARTED YELLING AT ME FOR CALLING HIM AS ROTTEN AS HE IS #LIKE BITCH ITS NOT MY FAULT TAKE IT UP WITH PYXIS AND ZACHARY AND FUCKING. ISAYAMA #BEFORE YOU COME CRYING TO ME BC YOUR OVERGROWN SWIFTIE OF A MAN GOT HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE KILLED FOR HIS OWN PERSONAL GAIN #(IF NOT THOUSANDS) #I think he'd be a swiftie btw is now a bad time.to tell you guys this

[malkaviian]

Ngl as much as I'm a hardcore shipper and is quite easy for me to quickly found OTPs and various ships in fandoms, the only exception to that rule so far has been OFF

#the ships i like the most are batterie and batter/queen. maybe a bit of batter/elsen; dedan/elsen or even enoch/elsen #but none of them are really... things i actively look content for. or things i heavily love or think about #if i see fanart and i think is nice i will reblog; and i like batter/queen angst + hypothesis of how their relationship used to be #batterie is just funny sometimes lol. and maybe the angst that can come with it #but tbf you can make angst of nearly every off ship without the need to ignore canon that much #anyway. i guess that the world and the game and everything is just so weird i havent really put my shipper brain to work there ah #i do dislike zacharie/sugar and to this day i dont know why. they are so shippable but ig it just isnt working for me #oh right. sugar/queen is also nice ig but then again; is not like i actively look fanart or think about them #also for those who like wlw ships is only that one or you get nothing rip and they dont even interact in canon; but oh well #in fangames it is a bit more easy to find ships (depends on the fangame tho ofc) but even then. theyre based on the world of off #so the weirdness will always be the main thing about it. well one is way more sad than weird; but you get me #that being said; i love the polyship between pilot; navigator and omni #and as i was yelling about some months (months i think?) ago; malachi/jadon my beloved. jadon/batter also good #lilith whispers

[maxmayfieldirl]

Someone needs to take me to store quickly so can get Zachary Ying and Lucas on the Line vhsnjsjdkdkkd

#my friend has already started reading Zachary Ying so I need to read it so I can talk to them about it!!!!!!! #and of course I need Lucas on the Line so I can yell abt it on here #u don't understand I've been waiting all year for that book it's been agonizing hhajsjksk #robin's chatter

[unhinged-jackles]

yeah so i think dean and cas watch star trek (pre relationship but post confession) and dean has a big ass crush on spock and cas' eye twitches as he tries not to yell "he's literally me you dumb human" and dean just keeps swooning over both leonard nimoy and zachary quinto and cas bursts a lightbulb or two in frustration

#supernatural #spn #castiel #dean winchester #destiel #misha collins #jensen ackles #spirk #star trek #supertrek

[ellafushiguro]

“Not bad…” Chapter 3

(Links to: Prologue & Chapters 1, 2, 4, 5)

Sitting alone in his dimly lit office, Levi leans his head back against his chair and stares up at the ceiling, recalling the events from a couple days ago. “I need you to sign these sir…” your voice echoes in his mind over and over. “I need you to…” The sound of your hard breathing. Your exposed chest, quickly rising and falling. Your ripped skirt exposing more of your skin as you walk towards him, showing the belt and clip that connects the top of your thigh high stockings to your undergarment. “I need you…” Your whole body, trembling. The wind blows your hair out of your face, revealing your eyes as the sun hits them. The perfect shade of—

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock knock on the door. He sits up straight and clears his throat, “come in.” Hange pops her head through the cracked open door, “c’mon shortie, we’re all waiting for you in the boardroom!” He rolls his eyes. I’ll get back to this later.

Holding your notebook and pen, you search for Levi in the room full of Scouts. Why were you even invited to this? You thought to yourself. You’re never invited to these types of meetings. Finally finding Levi in the middle row sitting closest to the window, you smile and quickly walk over to him, giving small waves to all those you pass by. He pulls out the seat next to him and pushes it in as you sit, resting his arm on the back of your chair, while his chin is sitting in the palm of his other hand. His right thumb lightly brushes against your shoulder. He’s such a gentleman. “Evening Captain” you say while organizing your notebook and pen in front of you on the table. “Mhm” he sighs. Obviously not ecstatic to be here this late in the day.

It’s been about an hour and a half since the meeting started, and you’ve written down 5 pages worth of notes all titled “57th Recon Mission”. Apparently it’s gonna be a big one so you aren’t writing the notes for you, but you figured you’d write them down for your Captain, since he’s just staring out the window. Little did you know, he was staring at your reflection. He wonders why Erwin had you come to this damn meeting. Her job isn’t out there, idiot. He thought to himself. “And before I forget, I’ll be having Lt L/N join the wagon defense squad, just for this mission only. That’ll be all. Get some dinner and rest. We leave at sunrise.” You and Levi both snap your heads toward Commander Erwin with confused looks on your faces. As everyone starts getting up to leave, you and Levi stay in your seats. Trying to process the situation. Once it was just you three left in the room, Levi gets up and walks over to Erwin in the front of the room. “So you assigned me a new Lt, without me even knowing, just to go and send her to her death?!” He growls. “Her skills, as you witnessed a couple days ago, have proven to be an asset. You should get her out of the office more Levi.” Erwin answers casually, straightening the papers in his hands. “THEN WHY DID YOU PUT HER THERE?” Levi yells. “Captain, it’s fine…” you say, putting your hand on his shoulder. He turns his head to look at you, his face softening. “No Y/N it’s not and you know it. You didn’t have any time to train or prepare yourself. You haven’t seen combat in what? Almost 10 years?!” He starts to get riled up again. “Was this your plan all along Erwin?” He asks, facing him again. After a long pause he answers, “Yes. The MP’s held her back. Kept her locked up in the Capital to do paperwork instead. To think, all the lives that could’ve been saved had she been out on the field. So yes, I arranged to have her transferred here. We need her. And Premier Zachary agrees.” He looks at you, “I apologize for deceiving you my dear, but posing you as an assistant was the only way to get the MP’s to let you go. I know this is sudden, but having you on this mission would be an extra layer of security for us.” You nod, “it’s not a problem sir. I’ll gladly come along.” Levi storms out of the room, “tch!”

Unable to sleep, you turn over to your bedside table and check the time on your watch, using the natural light of the moon. 10:00pm. Normally you’re already knocked out by 8:30pm. You’re not scared, so that’s a good sign. You’ve never shied away from danger or a fight. So why were you nervous all of a sudden? I guess it has been a long time. The thought of a warm cup of tea seems to bring a small smile to your face. Duh! Tea is the cure for everything! You throw your robe over your shoulders, slipped on your night slippers, lit a small candle, and made your way to the Officers lounge. On your way there, you passed by Captain Levi’s office. Light flickering from under the door. Is he still awake? You softly knock on the door, trying to avoid any echoes. No response. You crack the door open slowly, peeping your head through. “Captain?” You whisper. There he was, sitting behind his desk, arms folded across his chest, one leg crossed over the other, his head was leaning back on his chair, eyes closed. You force your body through the crack, slightly opening it more. Phew, no creaks. He must really take care of this place. You tiptoe over to the fireplace to add more firewood before tiptoeing over to him, trying to be light on your feet. As you get closer, you can hear him snoring softly. He looks so relaxed. So peaceful. You take this as the perfect time to just look at him. He’s so handsome. You’ve heard all the stories about the famous Captain Levi. Even developed a mental crush on him in your early 20’s, though you’ve never met him or knew what he looked like. You just loved the idea of such a strong man. “Humanity's strongest soldier”, that’s what they call him. You never imagined you’d be this close to him. Mesmerized, you couldn’t help but softly graze his cheek with the back of your index finger, slowly trailing down to the side of his chin, going lower—

He grabs your hand, quick as lightning and looks up at you without moving his head. I oughta shit myself right about now. “Oi, that tickles.” He says sleepily. God, even his sleepy voice is hot. “S-sorry Captain, I was—“ you stutter, trying to pull your hand away. But he pulls you closer, causing a soft whimper to escape your lips. His face leveled with your breasts, “what did I say about dropping the formalities when we’re not working?” You feel his hot breath on your chest through your silk nightgown. Your robe had fallen off your shoulders from the sudden pull. “So this is what you look like at this hour, eh?” He asks, his voice low and raspy. You nod nervously. “It looks good on you…” he continues, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. Is he drunk? You didn’t see any bottles around. Plus he would never do that before a mission. “What looks good on me, Levi?” You finally manage to ask. His eyes trail up from your abdomen and stops at your lips. “Being vulnerable.” He answers as he slowly swipes your bottom lip with his thumb, lightly pulling down on it to show a glimpse of your bottom front teeth. His low voice makes you quiver. You start to feel a warm sensation between your legs. Something you haven’t felt in a long time. Is this really happening right now?! “Can I kiss you?” He asks. It feels like your heart is gonna explode. You pause for a second, trying to calm yourself. Finally, you nod in approval. Moving both his hands to the back of your thighs, he pulls you on top of him, straddling him. Your bodies are touching now. You put both of your hands on his shoulders, moving them slowly up to his neck. He brushes his lips against yours, licking your bottom one slowly before crashing them against you. The kiss deepens, tongues clashing against each other, lips moving in sync. His grip around your thighs tighten, causing you to let out a hiss. The sound only riles him up more. He lifts you up onto his desk, his body leaning into yours. You feel something hard poking the inside of your thigh… This is wrong, he’s your Captain! But it feels so right… You pull away for breath. He quickly moves on to your neck, not wanting to waste a second away from your skin. “Levi” you moan. “I love the way my name sounds coming from you,” he says, the words vibrating against your neck, “so fucking innocent” he continues, pushing his hips into yours. You gasp at the feeling. “Levi… should we… really… be doing this?” You say, panting in between words. Levi pulls away and looks at you, eyes full of lust. “Tell me you’re not enjoying this” he challenges. “…I-I meant on the desk…” you giggle, rolling your eyes. His pupils dilate at your actions. He lifts you up again, wraps your legs around his waist and walks to his connected bedroom, practically kicking the door down.

Strong man indeed… not bad, Captain.

#leviackerman #levi in love #captain levi #aot levi ackerman #levi #levi aot #levi attack on titan #levi heichou #aot #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman fanfiction #levi ackerman fanfic #levi fluff #levi ackerman smut #levi x reader #levi ackerman x female reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi x you #levi ackerman #aot levi #levi smut #levi x y/n #levi x tea

[clownboymcchucklefuck]

🥀Eternally Yours and Mine - Chapter Two🥀

Pairing: Corpse Husband Zachary au x Reader/MC

Word count: 2k again lets goooo

heheheh I don't know what else to put here but enjoy reading!

You were awakened by the sound of knocking at the front door at….5am?! Who the hell was up right now? You groaned, rolling over and trying to pull the pillow over your ears in hopes that the person would go away or maybe it was a branch hitting against the door. It didn’t though. You cursed under your breath as you pulled yourself out of bed groggily and slowly walked down the hall. The knocking persisted and you opened the door quickly, ready to tell off whoever decided to come around at this time. “What do you-!”

You quickly stopped talking when you recognized the person at the door and you remembered what you and Simon had talked about while you guys had brought in the boxes.

“So…..What exactly will the landlord look like? I never saw a picture of them on the website or anything and I wouldn't want to try and beat them up if they scared the shit out of me like you did.” You asked, picking up one of the last boxes while Simon did the same. “O-Oh….uhm…p-purple hair, and they’re q-quite pale.”

He hadn’t given you much information probably due to him being nervous but it was enough for you to double take right now and forced a smile on your face to seem perfectly sane and like you weren’t ready to cuss somebody out. The figure standing at the door was pretty tall and pale, light purple hair tied into a braid and it went down to their hip, he wore a dark purple shirt along with the whole fit. Gold glasses adorned his face which she pushed up slightly with a pale hand before speaking.

“You’re [Y/N], correct?” They asked with a calm smile. You nodded your head quickly, hoping to make a good impression in case they happen to be like your last landlord that would raise rent over the tiniest things.

“Oh, uhm, yeah, that’s me.” You mentally yelled at yourself for not sounding confident while you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. The person (?) smiled and put their hand out for a handshake, you took it and looked down and was a bit surprised. Simon said that they were a bit pale but you weren’t expecting this.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Mr. Ritza.” They said calmly before speaking again, his face looking a bit worried. “Real quick though, is anything broken or anything? The lights are all working, correct?” They asked as her calm face started to morph into a somewhat nervous one as he looked past your shoulder and into the house.

“Uhm….Yes? I’ve only been here for a couple hours now so I haven’t really had the chance to look all around the house.” You responded hesitantly, confused about why they were so concerned about the….lights? But hey, at least he’s giving a damn about the house unlike your last landlord.

Mr. Ritza nodded and her smile slowly came back. “Well that’s good, But if anything ever does come up please contact me immediately and I’ll get it fixed right up.” He said softly as he stopped looking behind you and instead at you now. “Sorry for waking you up by the way, this is about the only time I can come out right now.” They apologized before starting to take a step into the doorway. “Simon had told me you wanted a tour of the house? It is quite big after all.”

It was true that you had been wanting a tour of the house but it was 5am and nobody wanted to do all that at this time of the morning. Not wanting to be mean, you smiled at them and shook your head. “Not right now preferably, I’m still really tired but I’m sure I can do it by myself in the morning.” You responded, although the cold air outside was slowly waking you up.

He nodded his head before reaching into their back pocket and handing you a piece of folded paper. “I understand, although here’s a layout of the house just in case.” You nodded your head and took the paper from their pale hand and unfolded it before taking a quick glance at it. You chuckled a bit as you folded it back up. “Thanks, now hopefully I won’t get lost here.” You joked and they gave you a small chuckle in return before he started speaking again. “You’re welcome, I’ll leave you so you can go get some sleep now. My phone number is on the back of the paper if you need anything from me.”

You smiled at them and waved them goodbye. “Alright, thanks I will.” You replied and turned to set the paper down on the small table in the hallway next to the door. You were lost in thought for a moment before your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of….a bat? Your turned around quickly towards the door, Mr. Ritza was gone and you could faintly make out a chubby purple bat flying away. You stared for a few moments, trying to make out what happened before shrugging it off. It was probably just the fact you just woke up getting to you. You set the paper down and then went to bed for the night.

When you finally did wake up for the day it was about 11pm, the sun was already shining through the curtains, giving the room a welcoming glow. After going ahead and freshening up for the day ahead in the bathroom and a new pair of clothes just in case somebody popped by again, you went into the vestibule and got the paper off of the table that Mr. Ritza had given you before you started going through the house, starting with the first floor.

There were at least 3 floors from what you could tell on the outside and looking down at the floor plan you could see that there was also a basement and an attic that you would have to check as well….Maybe you should have taken up that offer last night but oh well. You made your way into the first floor kitchen, notepad in hand to take some notes on things you would find. Just like the rest of the house, the kitchen was very clean and shiny like someone who would wake up every morning to wipe down the cabinets and counters to make sure the place stayed in tip top condition.

There was a large cabinet right across from you against the wall filled with porcelain plates with what you could see through the glass on it. Walking up to it you pulled on the handles of the double doors only to find it a bit stuck which made sense since those plates had not been used for probably over 50 years. You huffed before pulling on them once more, nothing. Pulling once more there was a soft crackling sound coming from the two doors as they finally separated. You took out one of the plates from the cabinet and examined it.

You ran a finger across the plate and was pleasantly surprised to see that no dust or dirt came up on your finger when you checked so you wouldn’t have to go through washing all the dishes. They were slick almost like glass and were white with a blue flowery print all around the side of them in a circle and it was truly beautiful. You remembered how one of your few friends back home always had a thing for vintage stuff like you and you guys would have long rants back in high school history classes whenever you talked about victorian times. She would surely love to see this.

You went to go grab your phone in your back pocket to take a picture, your grip only slightly loosening up on the plate as you did so. It was dead silent in the house except for the sounds of you walking around and doing stuff. That was suddenly interrupted by a loud sound coming from somewhere else in the house, almost like the sound of music. You jumped and in the process the plate fell out of your hands and to the floor into smithereens causing you to yelp and jump back again to avoid and spare glass pieces cutting into your foot since all you had on was socks.

You had to take a moment and take a deep breath before he reached down and picked your phone up off of the ground, you turned on the screen and sighed in relief when you saw that the screen had cracked but you had a bigger problem to worry about. You could still hear the sound of music coming from somewhere in the house and you couldn’t tell where. Did Simon sneak in and was trying to scare you? Maybe he wasn’t as sweet as you thought he was….

“Tch, asshole…” You grumbled as you started to walk around the house to figure out where it was coming from exactly, going to the next floor upstairs you noticed the music got a bit louder. It almost sounded like it was above you? You reached into your back pocket as you looked up at the ceiling and took out the floor plan Mr. Ritza had given you before looking down at it.

You looked around for the entrance to some type of attic of something but it seemed that it had been erased from the floor plan. The music was still playing and you knew it wasn’t your mind playing tricks on you by the way you could pick out pieces of words in the song.

“Daisy…….give me…………..half crazy.”

It sounded crackley in some way, it was clearly one of those old songs by the way. Your face contorted into a confused look…..How could Simon have made it in here if you didn't even know there was an attic before? You felt a bit of fear come up inside the pit of your stomach but you pushed it down and told yourself that everything must have an explanation. You searched around the house for a little while, your footsteps being slow and wary now that you were unsure of what it was. It took a few minutes but as you walked towards the end of the hallway on the right side of the third floor you could hear the music clearly albeit it was muffled.

You looked up at the ceiling for any type of attic door that pulls down and noticed the string hanging from the ceiling. You pulled it down, ignoring the way your hand trembled when you did so. It fell down, the ladder with it, nearly smacking you right in the head if you hadn’t moved away just in time. A wave of dust came down with it as well and you covered your nose with your shirt and coughed into it.

“Daisy…Daisy, give me your answer do.”

The music was now clear as day, you were able to hear the lyrics and make the song out clear as day now. The room seemed to have a red glow to it. Swallowing down your fears you shakily climbed up the ladder and into the attic. You found that the red glow that filled the room was from a glass stained window of a rose and when the sun shined down on it, it filled the room with the light through the rose. It would have been comforting and gorgeous if it hadn’t been for the situation at hand.

“I’m half crazy…all for the love of you…”

Once you were finally inside of the attic you immediately started to search around for the source of the music and it didn’t take you but about 15 seconds of scanning the attic till you found a gramophone sitting on a small desk against the far wall playing the music.

“It won’t be a stylish marriage….I can’t afford a carriage…”

You shook your hands a bit to try and get rid of the feeling of paranoia and brushed it off by the creepy ass song making you afraid and walked over to the desk to go ahead and put all this shit to an end and probably go interrogate Simon to see if he had decided to mess with you like you originally thought.

“But you’ll look sweet, upon the seat of a bicycle built for two…”

The song came to an end before beginning to start over again. The begging cords started to play again and you huffed and reached for the stylus to take it off and stop the music when suddenly the record player scratched and started glitching almost and jumping all over the place, almost piecing parts of the song together.

Ŷ̷̳̰͕̬̼̳͖̖̞̫̭͉̭̠̀̾̅̚ó̶̧̦̫̺ͅû̷͇̀͋͒͆́̒͒̀̀̈̌̚͜͝ ̸͖͇̱̙̫̞͎͎̻̟̣̇͋͗̆̒̉̽͋̈́̅̿̈͠͝͝ͅľ̸̢̡̩̹͎̫̹͙͂͐̌̑̂̑̌̍͐͊͛̕͘͝ǫ̸̡͕͈̤̯͙̭̌̅̊̈̄̑̌̈́̀͘̕͘͠o̷̧͖͚̜̟͉̤͍͕̯̰̪̓̽͑̾̿̾̔̾̑̃̚̚͜k̶̛̞̯̐͊̐͌̓͋̀̍̈́̕̚͝ ̸̻̱̲͎͉̦̙̹̓̽̑͆̑̅͆̀͊s̸̨̧̺̩̭͇̯̻̻̬̙͔͔͛̓̀̒͒́͒͌̊̍͗̕ͅo̴͕̫͚͕͕͈̯͈̠͓̭͑̐̐̽͑̿͊͊͝͝ͅ ̴̱͔̟̤͙͖̦̪̱͎̘͔̫̙̪̋̽̍͗̔͛̊̈̈́̈́̽̃̃b̴̨̛̍̑̓̂̃̚͝e̸̡̢̬̰͍̲͎̦̦̭̥̥̱͑̂͗̔̓́͛͊͑́͐̎͠ą̷̧̗̞̟͓͎̲̳̩̳̤̣͛̓̍͌̍̚͝ū̶͙̼̣̟̺̖̺̎̍͜ţ̵̘̱̖̩͇̹̥̾͂̐͊ͅͅǐ̶̡̧̢̗̯̳͕̬͎̰̿̉͒́͌̇̀̚͜ḟ̴̛̩́͂̉̄̎͑͊̎̏͝ų̷̹̟̱̳͈̖̠͚͓̯̈́l̷̰̱̈́̊͌̃̑̓͑ ̵̰͈̯̠̩̼͇̻͙̻͙̠͓̺̈́̋̈́̎̓́͂̈́̃̒ẃ̸̢̧͚̞͖̜̤̞̣͙̣͖̲̓̃͂̎́́̓̀͌̃͊͆͘͝ḩ̷̙̿ͅe̵̛̪̊́͌͆͒͑͌͂͑ñ̷̛̤͓̬̜̬͈̻̫͕̓̈́̇̇͛͘͝͝ ̷̧̢̞̜͍̘̣͍̈͜ͅẙ̸̠̲͍̦̥͈̇̈́̍̎̀͆̕͘͝ǫ̶͇̪͎̙̩̠̐̊̉͋̒͐ṷ̶̧͓̞͚̺̣̥̬̰̝͍̋̉̃̂͝ͅ ̴̡̱͙̠̳̙̩̱̗̰̰̮̃̏̃͊s̵̨̢̩̪̗͍͉̻̤͗͘͝ľ̸̡͚͔̜̖̖͈̻̦ë̷̡̙̘̜̦̯̜̼̜̖͎́̈́́̀͛̾͘͜͝e̴̢̨̡̛͉͖̺̣̖̺̯̪̠͐̀̌̔̓́̇͊̅p̴̨̟̮̘͇̦̪͙͖͓̥̻̆̋̄̓.̸̨̡̛͍̞̻̙̤͚͚̹͕̳̬͇̏̉̾̋͊̂͘͘͘͝

Your heartbeat raced and you didn’t waste another second and pulled the needle off the record quickly and stopped the music. ….The only sound in the attic now was the sound of your heavy breathing as you slightly bent over and took a moment to collect yourself.

You mentally slapped yourself for letting such a little thing scare you so badly, what were you? Nine? You sighed and stood back up, and stared at the gramophone for a moment and remembered Mr. Ritza’s words about calling them if anything broke or acted up and went to grab your phone out of your pocket only to feel nothing there.

“Oh fucking come on-” As if things couldn’t get worse today. You started to walk back over to the ladder to see if your phone was laying in the hallway somewhere when you were suddenly blinded momentarily by a bright light right in your eyes. You instinctively covered your face before looking over at the source and saw something metal on the floor, the sun shining down on it through the windows and reflecting right onto your face.

Walking closer to whatever it was and bending down you saw that it was a ring. It was a beautiful golden one with diamonds adorned on the top giving it a nice sparkle to it. You carefully picked it up and turned it around in between your fingers and examined it. Running a finger around the band on the outside to feel the details and then doing the same on the inside of the ring, you were surprised to feel engravings on the inside of the band. It was somewhat dark since you had found it under the table so you stood up, holding the ring up to the light so you could see it better and you started to read it out loud.

“With you always….Eter-” You started to read it outloud until there was the sound of footsteps behind you.

“-Nally yours and mine…” A charming male voice spoke with a British accent right behind you as he finished his sentence.

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HAHAHAHA GET PUT ON A CLIFFHANGER-

Zachary belongs to @clrdgaze

If you made it this far and finished it thank you! I really enjoy writing this and already working on chapter three :>

#WJDBWKJBDKWDB #I love writing this au #Thank you for reading! #visual novel #yandere male #male yandere #coloredgaze #colored gaze #coloredgazevn #clrdgazevn #yandere #yandere vn #yandere visual novel #horror writing #writing

[lennysfridge]

here’s some chaos

emmy misses a goal in her lax game and gets yelled at by zach and cries ❤️

walking out of the locker room, emma spots zach with brady, his arms crossed and foot tapping on the ground impatient.

"hi emma." brady says giving her a small smile

"hi cleve." she mumbles looking at him then at zach, "hi z." she opens her arms for a hug but he just stayed put

"what the fuck was that emma grace." zach seethed, emma flinched at his tone.

"what was what?" she asked confused, zach rolls his eyes.

"you missed a wide open net two times, got no assists and barely any game time, thats what is up." bradys eyes widen at zachs harsh voice.

"schulz." he mumbles.

"stay out of this cleveland, you played like shit emma. I dont come here to watch the starting freshman who is my girlfriend-"

"I HAD ONE BAD GAME ZACHARY SCHULZ GIVE ME A BREAK, i played like shit and you KNEW i was having a tough day so i dont understand why you are taking it out on me. i've had enough and dont need your commentary right now. i'm going home, text me when you are in a better mood and learn how to treat your girlfriend properly." emmy tells him crying leaving the stadium.

#coaches daughter x zach

[phantasmagorianfantasy]

Freak Next Door - Part 3

Josh x OFC, 18 +

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Content Warnings: oral sex (m), cheating/infidelity, maybe some light dom/sub elements, (p sort of in v)?

Hey all! Thank you all so much for reading. I will be in Egypt for about a week or so, but it doesn't seem to be slowing the flow of ideas. Please feel free to leave me a comment or suggestions - I am trying to figure out the long term, and I'd love to hear thoughts of what people might like to see. Follow the white rabbit.

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Josh hummed contentedly as he felt the early July sun beat down on his face. He was on the back deck, jay in hand, watching the neighborhood gather at the Johnsons’, the neighbors just a few doors down. Josh couldn’t stop the boyish grin from spreading across his face as he watched the kids jump into the pool. Zachary was with them, and Josh felt his heart flip as his son joined the others, screaming and splashing. It was an amazing thing, to see Zachary truly smiling as he joined the other neighborhood kids in their shenanigans.

It’s the one thing that you did right. You made two beautiful children, he thought as he took another long drag. The last days of June had, surprisingly, passed without incident. Josh had caught a glimpse of his lovely neighbor on occasion; however, she had not given him any indication that anything had happened between them. Josh was more than a little relieved at this, but as he sat out back, pressing the hand rolled joint against his lips, he couldn’t ignore the fact that there was a part of him that missed it. In contemplative moments such as this, he couldn’t help the intrusive thought - that everything she had done had been thrilling. Stupid - completely insane, but more thrilling than anything he had ever experienced with a woman.

The next time I see you, I am going to make you beg for it, she had said. Just thinking about the way she had looked at him when she said these words made the back of his neck hot, and he allowed himself just a few moments to enjoy the thought of her before turning his thoughts back to the pool below. He had never begged before - not for this, at least. He had never had to.

The 4th of July barbecue was an annual neighborhood event, and Eric Johnson was in his back yard by the pool, fiddling with the barbecue. Nancy was traveling to and from the house with dishes to set on the buffet table. It was the perfect picture of suburban domesticity, and Josh couldn’t help but feel suffocated by the mundane nature of this sort of life. But here he was. Josh took one last drag from the joint before flicking it out into the no-man’s land between their homes.

This year, Josh had actually tried to avoid the 4th of July barbeque. In fact, he fully blamed that damned barbeque for all of his current neighborly issues as of late. Josh couldn’t even look at a strawberry without a hot stab of desire striking his stomach like a gut-punch. He had even begged Yuli to go on a weekend trip with him, literally anywhere but here.

“Whaa? And miss seeing Hannah and the kids? No way, man, this is tradition,” he had exclaimed before flipping his head back and downing a shot.

And the day had arrived, and there was truly no escape.

“Josh, can you grab the nappy bag?” Hannah’s voice called from inside, and Josh hung his head for a moment. He was just trying to mentally steel himself for this.

“Yeah, I’ll be there in a sec, babe,” he yelled back, taking one last look at Zachary before going inside to finish getting their things together.

By the time they had made it over to the Johnsons’, he and Hannah were already bickering over nothing. He was carrying their toddler, the nappy bag, and he was desperately trying to balance the coleslaw dish that Hannah had pushed into his other arm.

“And if you can’t get a full time job, you should be spending that time at home and making sure that when I come home, I can relax without being bombarded as soon as I walk in the door…”

“Hannah, I can’t fucking do this right now. Can you just take Alex? I swear to God, I can’t do anything fucking right for you,” Josh snapped, trying to hand the small boy to his mother.

“Hey you asshole, don’t think you can talk to me like that. You wanna go back home to discuss this, or just do it in front of the whole neighborhood?” Hannah’s voice was rising, and Josh groaned, currently unable to even rest his forehead in his hand. Alex looked like he was about to start shrieking, but Josh shushed him sweetly, pressing his lips against the child's head.

“No babe, I’m sorry. I am just stressed; we will get this all figured out,” Josh said, trying to placate his wife, who looked like she was about to burst a blood vessel.

“As I live and breathe! Three of my favorite people!” Yuli’s voice brought Josh a wave of relief, since he seemed to be the only one that Hannah responded to positively these says. Already her eyes were softening, and Josh saw the opening for an expeditious retreat.

“Yuli! Oh sweetheart, it is so good to see you!” Josh rolled his eyes at his wife’s reaction. Josh quickly pressed Alex into her arms, who she now took without objection since the apple of her eye had arrived. Josh flashed Yuli a smile and a wave before evacuating the situation, coleslaw dish in hand. He passed through the gate that led to the Johnson’s backyard. Before he entered, he hesitated. He tried to spot that flash of golden curls so that he knew where to avoid at all costs. After he was satisfied that he was clear, he headed towards the buffet table to deposit his offerings to the communal table.

“Josh! Come over here, my dude!” Josh groaned inwardly as he was pulled into a bearhug by Eric Johnson, who had an apron on that said ‘Kiss the Cook.’ “Man, it’s crazy how close we live, but I never see you. How the hell are ya?” Eric said jovially. Before he could respond, he felt a hand clap onto his shoulder, and he turned to be face to face with Vince. It was her husband.

“Yeah, no kidding, Eric. The wife and I are always laughing about the fact that he lives right next door, but we barely see him!” Vince was a good-looking man. He was about 6'4, and he was broad. It had always been a question in Josh’s mind - what was she doing, toying with Josh, when she had this hunk of meat at home? The man looked like the model on the front of the trashy romance books that Hannah read when they went to the beach.

“Aw, you know how it is. Between Zachary’s new space obsession and my baby boy in his terrible twos, life has just been busy, you know?” Josh said, flashing a smile even though he suddenly felt microscopic next to the adonis beside him. Vince handed him a beer, which he took gratefully.

“Ugh, I know. Kids just straight up suck the life outta ya. That’s why Alice and I are waiting a bit longer before we get any buns in the oven. You know how it is, gotta keep the wife happy,” Vince flashed a perfect smile, and Josh nearly flinched when Vince mentioned her. He did his best to avoid thinking of even her name since it would immediately send a shock of guilt and desire through him. Part of him felt like if she remained unnamed in his mind, there would be no line that he had crossed, no boundary broken. Josh made a noncommittal noise and raised his beer in agreement to the last statement at the very least.

When mid-day had passed, everyone who was going to attend had arrived. The children ran back and forth along the lawn or splashed their way into the Johnson’s pool. Josh and the other guys gravitated towards the grill, the proverbial water cooler of the party. Josh slowly nursed his third beer, the voices of the neighborhood men blending into the cacophony of the event. He leaned against the house, closest to the corner near the gate for a quick escape if deemed necessary.

The party was more crowded than it had been in previous years, and his eyes took stock of those attending. The smell of burgers and hot dogs filled the air, and Josh watched Hannah bouncing Alex happily in one arm with a glass in the other. Several of the other mothers had also accumulated by the long buffet table, alternating between hushed whispers and raucous laughter.

Yuli was making his rounds; he had made his way over to Josh for a while and shared a beer before moving on. Josh was always surprised at the ease in which Yuli could migrate comfortably from group to group, no matter where he was. While not conventionally attractive, Yuli seemed to have some sort of animal magnetism that gained him extra latitude and forgiveness, which he often took advantage of. More than once, Josh had escaped Hannah's wrath due to Yuli's boon.

After passing through several clusters of neighbors, Yuli finally settled himself beside Hannah. An uncomfortable shudder passed through Josh as Yuli’s arm slipped around Hannah’s waist in a way he could only describe as possessive before pressing a kiss against her cheek. The discomfort stemmed less from the action itself, but by the way that Hannah leaned into his touch and how her eyes sparkled when his lips touched her.

“Oh, they sure look chummy,” a soft female voice derailed his train of thought. Alice had finally made her appearance, and she was looking at him curiously, one of her delicate eyebrows crooked upwards. He exhaled softly; he had known this confrontation was inevitable.

“Yuli’s all good. He’s an old friend of the family,” Josh replied, disguising his jealousy and anger by taking another gulp from his beer. Josh tried to keep his voice even and his eyes anywhere but on Alice, but she smoothly shifted to face him so that she was blocking the sightline between himself, Yuli, and Hannah.

His breath caught in his chest as she smiled sweetly at him, the crinkles around her eyes making her innocent. She was wearing a black bikini top decorated with small strawberries, and Josh did not miss the obvious allusion to last year’s barbeque. He followed the seams of the fabric down the valley of her breasts. The sheer white skirt wrapped around her hips rippled softly in the breeze, kicking up to expose one of her legs. When his eyes returned to hers, he realized she was keenly aware of the path of his eyes, evidenced by a playful gleam in her blues.

“Hm, good friends, got it,” she said with a knowing smile. Her fingers extended as she gave the edge of his shirt a soft, inconspicuous tug. Josh’s gaze darted across the yard, but Hannah was otherwise distracted. Yuli’s lips were pressed to her ear, and she was smiling broadly with a flush across her cheeks.

“So, if I were to do that to you,” Alice took a step forward and leaned in close to his ear, “think she’d mind?” Her lips were so close to him that he could feel her hot breath on his ear and neck. It sent a shiver down his spine, and Josh hoped desperately that nobody was paying attention to them. His eyes darted to Vince who looked a little tipsy, and was laughing uproariously at something Eric must have said. Without warning, Alice bit the edge of his ear and sucked the lobe gently. His eyes snapped shut as the action fried his synapses immediately. His empty beer bottle slipped from his hands, landing on the grass below.

Reflexively, Josh grabbed her arms and pulled her from the view of the party, turning the edge of the house. “What the hell do you think you're doing?” Josh seethed as his blood pumped painfully through his groin. The bite had been so gentle, and yet he was electrified by it. Alice reversed their positions and pressed his back roughly against the side of the house, her eyes twinkling with desire.

“Does it bother you to think you might not be the only one…double dipping?” The annunciation of the last words were almost lewd, and the innuendo was clear. He turned his face to hide the flush on his neck and cheeks, and he tried to press her away gently. He desperately did not want to think on her words, but the thought had crossed his mind before. After his many transgressions, he wondered if she had perhaps found someone else to keep her heart or warm her bed when he wasn’t around. He had previously decided it was unlikely, but hearing it from someone else suddenly made him uneasy.

“Let me go. We can’t be doing this. I'm trying my best to be a good husband and father, and I won't do this kind of thing anymore,” he hissed. Josh was still avoiding her gaze, but Alice suddenly placed her hands on his chest and slammed him against the siding before her hand snapped out to roughly grab his chin. She turned his face towards her and looked into his eyes with a burning gaze. Her lips were parted slightly, and her tongue swept across them minutely, as if she were the big bad wolf, about to devour him.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I thought this was just what good friends do,” she purred with a smirk. She touched her lips to his cheek just as Yuli had to Hannah. Her lips dragged along his jawline, placing several more kisses along it. Josh felt overheated as she pinned him in place, and the desire to push her away was losing against the growing desire crackling in his stomach. Everything suddenly seemed fuzzy; the lines were blurred, and he couldn’t help the hot want that her insistence was encouraging.

“Fuck, let me go, Alice. Come on, my family is here. What about Vince? What would he think about this,” he sneered, finally pulling his chin from her grasp and frowning down at her.

“Vince is an idiot,” she said hotly as her hands traveled to rest on Josh’s hips. “Plus, he doesn’t like to play games,” she wiggled her eyebrow, still smouldering as she devoured him with her eyes. "You didn't seem so concerned about him when you were nose deep in my cunt," she smirked. The use of that word seemed so sharp, so lewd from her mouth, but it sent the memory hurtling back. His stomach did a flip as he remembered the hot musk of her arousal filling his nose as he licked the juices from her like a man dying of thirst.

She leaned into him until her body was flush against his. Her hips began to grind twisted circles, and she trailed her lips over his neck. Josh worried his lip between his teeth to keep the moan in his chest captive. He always felt like he was holding his breath around her, warring against air itself in order to attempt a sense of control.

However, his breath escaped in a gasp when he felt her palm him through his swimsuit. Her fingers splayed over his length, and the desire in her face was unmistakable; her lips were parted, and a faint blush had dusted her cheeks. Her hand rubbed against the material, which felt more rough due to his growing sensitivity. She smiled up at him, a cruel glint shining through as her fingers slipped just under the elastic of his swim trunks.

“Fuck,” he whispered breathlessly, and he couldn’t help the moan escaped his lips when her fingers reached further, barely dancing against the head of his manhood. Alice was moving so slowly that Josh felt like he was going to lose his mind.

What are you doing man, get a hold of yourself, his inner monologue screamed. But when her fingers finally closed around his length, his hips jutted forward to meet her touch. His entire being was throbbing under her touch, and he watched her lips part with a satisfied smile as she gripped him. Alice's eyes were bright as she responded to his intake of breath. Her other hand slid up from his collarbone to the nape of his neck, and she tugged on his roots gently. As Josh allowed his head to fall back, she took advantage of his position and pressed wet kisses against his exposed neck. Her hand was soft, and yet the grip felt deliciously tight. He parted his legs slightly, rolling into her grip with every stroke.

“Please…someone could see us,” Josh’s brow furrowed as he pleaded for mercy. He kept his hands at his sides, knowing that touching her would be an admission of his weakness, of his guilt, of his lust. Of his lack of control.

“I could stop, but you need to tell me to,” Alice whispered before leaning up and latching her lips around his adam’s apple. His breath hissed through his clenched teeth, and the idea of her stopping at this point brought him physical pain. He had no reply for her.

“Come on, Josh. You were just saying how we shouldn’t…your family is here, after all,” she teased with an almost sing-song voice as her hand continued its assault. “Tell me to stop, and I will release you.”

Josh opened his mouth to do just that, but all that came out was a moan which was louder than he would have liked. His hand latched to her hip harshly, his fingers pressing into her hip as he tried to gain a sense of stability as the muscles in his legs shuddered. His erection was painful, and the need for release caused his hips to jerk involuntarily into her hand again and again. It was becoming slick with his own pre-cum, and the lack of friction made it all the more difficult to break away.

“Tell me to stop, Josh,” she whispered again before her tongue darted out to pull a wet trail from his Adam's apple to the sensitive skin on the underside of his jaw. He couldn’t form a coherent word, and his heart sank as the impossibility of her suggestion became apparent. She nibbled there softly with a hum of satisfaction.

“Please…” he moaned and thrusted into her hand hard.

“Please what?” Alice retorted, and sucked gently on his skin. Josh said nothing. She repeated the question, but he could only continue grinding into her hand. He whimpered when her hand slid from his cock and out from his shorts.

“Wait, what’re you…” his eyes snapped open, panicked by the sudden lack of her touch. She had done this before, and he liked it just as much as he had previously. Not much. The throbbing was unbearable, and he wanted to grab her, slam her face first into the side of the house, and slide himself into her. Part of him wanted to make her hurt like she was making him hurt, make her feel powerless under his touch until she was panting his name. But instead, he was paralyzed, looking at her with a dazed expression as he tried to catch his breath. It felt so alien to be so out of control.

“Come on, Josh, tell me what you want. Do you want me to leave you alone? Let you go back to your happy little family life without another word? I’ll do it, I will walk away like nothing ever happened,” her whisper felt harsh, and Josh was surprised at his visceral reaction to her words.

“I should…” he couldn’t finish the sentence. No, he realized, I don’t want her to stop. Wordlessly, he pulled on her hip to bring her closer and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck. He breathed deeply, smelling the natural sweet of her skin, and he pressed a soft kiss against her skin.

“Please, don’t stop,” he whimpered as the last traces of self-control disappeared. “I need…I want…” the words came out breathlessly as he felt a gentle tug from the fingers still tangled in his hair. His eyes fluttered closed when her lips touched his neck again.

Josh’s hand move from her hip to her breast and he squeezed gently. She was so soft, and she filled his hands generously.

“Tell me what you want me to do, Josh. I won’t do anything until you tell me what you want,” her voice was filled with the pain of her own need.

“Baby…I want your mouth on me…please. I want to feel your lips wrap around me,” the words fell from his lips like a prayer, and her hum of affirmation felt like a holy reply. Her hands trailed down his sides and she knelt before him. He helped her pull his swim trunks down partly, just in case they needed to hike them back up quickly. Josh's erection sprang forward against his stomach, and Alice's mewl of appreciation sent shivers through him. Josh looked down at her adoringly as she opened her mouth wide, sliding him in and closing her lips around his girth. Their eyes were locked as she moved up and down his length with confidence, her hand following the wet trail and twisting deliciously.

"Fuck, it is like your mouth was made for this," he groaned. In response, she slid him to the back of her throat and his body jerked at the sensation of her gagging on him. He tried to pull away, not wanting to make her uncomfortable, but her mouth followed him and she bobbed her head a few more times before rising to take a breath. A line of spit clung from her lips to his length as Alice pulled from him, and she smiled sweetly up at him. Before he could recover, she was sliding back down his length, licking and sucking as he basked in the pleasure.

"Do you suck Vince like this?" Josh chanced a snarky comment but swallowed hard when her eyes flashed to his with a glint of anger. Her motion stopped while he was fully sheathed, and he felt her teeth just barely touch his length, and he hissed, understanding the message loud and clear. This was her game, and he had to play by her rules, or not at all.

His look of contrition must have satisfied her because she resumed her wet path along him with the same fervor. His cock ached, and he felt the throbbing of his blood as he got closer and closer.

"Please, I want to cum so badly…I want you to take it all…" he whispered adoringly. The evil glint in her eye returned and she popped him from her lips. He groaned and tried to press the head of his cock against her lips, but she closed them firmly with a knowing smile.

"So very eager, aren't you?" Alice chuckled, kissing the head of his cock before sliding back up his body.

Alice stood before him, her fingers dragging her swimsuit bottoms to the side and exposing the smattering of curls he had pressed his face into not but a week prior. His cock twitched up against his stomach as she grasped him, pumping him a few times.

Josh looked towards the sounds of the party, the anxiety in the back of his mind pricking his skin. But his attention returned to Alice as she slowly and deliberately teased him. He watched in awe as she wriggled onto her toes and pressed him against her folds. He groaned, trying to push towards her center, but she moved back, grinning up at him mischievously.

“What do you think you’re doing? So fucking bad, trying to fuck me while your wife is just around the corner,” she chuckled. Josh felt a moment of white hot anger. Her torture sent physical pain through his conflicted mind and played his desire against him. Her game was a painful one, but his hips stilled. “I am not going to let you fuck me just yet, not here,” she whispered, and the promise of reaching her center one day was enough for him to grasp control over hiimself for now. Josh forced the tenseness in his body to abate, and he submitted to her ministrations. Alice hummed in approval, dipping the head of his manhood back to her slit. A growl erupted from his lips, and he felt triumph at the pleasure that sound seemed to bring her. Her eyes were bright, and the look of awe and the feeling of her wetness was almost too much, but he continued to hold his hips as still as possible as she rubbed him up and down her slit. He could feel the head of his cock run over the bump of her clit and the way her hips jolted every time it passed over it.

“You are so fucking beautiful like this,” he rasped, running his fingers down the side of her face and dancing down the side of her neck. Josh wanted to take her lips with his own, but he couldn’t bear to move his eyes from her face; she was releasing tiny breathy moans which drove him wild.

The moans were evidence that he was the one causing her that pleasure. No one else. Him.

But whenever his hips tried to push forward, she would retreat, and the loss of the slickness was a punishment he could not bear. So he stayed still, his eyes locked with hers.

Josh finally gave in and burshed his lips against hers. It was tentative, shy, delicate, as if she might suddenly turn to air at any moment. It was more gentle than he had imagined their first kiss would be, and he was suprised it had taken this long for him to taste the sweetness of her mouth. Alice's pink lips were dangerously soft, and her tongue moved against his, matching the softness in a way that was melting him from the inside. It felt as if she was gripping his heart with that kiss, and it dazed him. It felt unlike anything else they had done. There was nothing rushed or urgent, and their lips and tongues explored one another as he brushed his fingertips against her jaw.

His left hand gripped her hip and he reached down with his right to adjust himself at a downward angle. Her eyes followed curiously, and then she moaned loudly, causing him to hush her with a small smile when he thrusted. He was no longer trying to enter her, but rubbing along her slit with each push of his hips. He was fucking the lips of her cunt, and his hand wrapped around the nape of her neck, pulling her so that their foreheads pressed together, eyes locked.

“Oh fuck, please don’t stop,” she whispered breathlessly, and Josh felt a sense of accomplishment. He continued to slide back and forth, relishing how each thrust of his hips forced a moan from her lips, how her eyes now seemed to beg him to continue. He wondered if she would feel a similar pain to his own if he stopped and pulled away from her, but he was not about to find out.

He ground his teeth with the effort of keeping himself under control. He knew that a slight bend of his knees and a careful thrust would send him straight into her center. The primal part of him told him to take her, slam into her again and again until his cum filled her.

But the look in her eyes told him that it would be a line that could truly not be uncrossed. While there was no doubt that he was being unfaithful to Hannah, there was something different about making that decision. So he continued, the sound of the slickness between her lower lips making a wet sound that spurred him on.

He felt his orgasm building in pressure, and his thrusts became irregular and almost panicked as he chased the feeling. The fingers around her nape pressed in harder as he drove his hips. She pressed her lips against his tentatively, sucking his lip into her mouth. Her hand guided one of his hands to her breast and squeezed so that her fingers interlaced and forced his own to dig into the flesh there.

“See how wet you make me, Josh? I can barely take it,” her breathy moans pushed him closer and closer to the edge.

“God…fuck…I want to be inside you,” he gasped, the fingers on her hips and breast now sinking in brusingly. “You are going to make me cum like that,” he whispered.

She wrapped her arm around his shoulder and pressed her head into his clavicle, and shuddered as she came over his throbbing length. She twisted one of her legs around the back of his, her own hips crashing against his as she rode out the waves of pleasure. He could feel her muscles clenching and releasing around him; and her hips shook as she moaned into his skin. Josh gave several more thrusts, trying to hold back as long as possible. His fingers raised her chin so he could stare into her bright blue eyes for a moment. He licked his lips in his desperation.

"Please..." he moaned, pressing his lips to her lower jaw as the orgasm crashed through him. He gasped into her hair, his length spasming again and again as he left a hot trail of cum along the outside of her labia and in the fabric of her swim bottoms. Her hand moved to him, pumping his length as the last traces of his orgasm faded.

They stood motionless for a few moments, basking in the glow of their orgasms. All of Josh's skin was sensitive, and her fingertips brushing against his nape made him shiver. Josh wrapped his arms around her as he tried to regain his senses.

"Mmm, you made a mess," she smiled into his neck and pressed a hot, open-mouth kiss on him before untangling herself from him. He pulled up his trunks as she fixed the skirt around her waist, peering up at him. She pressed a small kiss to his lips before taking a definite step back. He wanted to pull her back into him, find a hidden place, and hold her close to him. The desire for affection turned his stomach slightly, but he wasn't sure why.

"That was fun," she said, her tone seemed suddenly cut off any indication of affection - she was closed off, business-like. "We should get back before anyone misses us," she turned away from him and adjusted her clothing.

"Wait, Alice," he started, taking a step towards her. He wasn't even sure what he was going to say, but whatever it was, it was lost as she cut around the corner of the house, striding back to the party. Josh leaned his head against the siding, and the tight knot of guilt, anxiety, and even a little regret entered his thoughts as the waves of pleasure started to abate. This game was so very dangerous. What was even more dangerous, he didn't want it to stop.

Pull your shit together. You just got off, and it was fucking fabulous. Now, go join everyone and get your head out of your fucking ass, his inner monologue chastised. He ran a hand through his hair and chanced one last look at Alice. Her eyes met his, and he felt his heart clench painfully before he forced a march towards Hannah, joining the party in body while his mind floated elsewhere.

Josh waited for a few minutes before returning to the party and grabbing another beer. His mood had been soaring, but now he felt a painful pang as he watched Alice from across the lawn. She was tucked against Vince, looking so small and even a little demure as his arm wrapped around her and rubbed her arm. His fingers pressed into the skin of her arm, and he leaned down to whisper something in her ear. Alice smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. There was no crinkle to them, no bright sparkle in the blue depths as he pressed a kiss against her cheek.

Hannah was over by the pool, laughing as Zachary splashed in the water and yelled at her excitedly. Yuli was laughing too, trying to guard Hannah with his body and splashing back. Josh wondered if he would be ruining the moment if he were to join them.

#jon bernthal #jon bernthal smut #sharp stick josh #sharp stick fanfiction #jon bernthal fanfiction

[offantasiesandreams]

What about a fluff headcanon of Batter and Zacharie with s/o who is the puppeteer?

Here you go! Though, I did some more general fluff headcanons since I don't think it would diverge all that much! I hope that's alright as well! If not, you can always yell at me in my inbox!

Batter and Zacharie Fluff Headcanons

Batter:

Batter is as dense as Osmium when it comes to anything romantic. He has no clue whatsoever what is and isn’t considered cute by human, or anyone’s, standards, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t try. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery and Batter, once having seen a gesture he liked from you, will try to do the same for you. While he doesn’t initiate hugs and cuddles and the likes unless he feels as though you need either, he’s more than happy to give you gifts or patch you up. Or basically anything.

The moment you mention something bad about yourself, he will be all ears. At first, he’ll let you talk badly about yourself, listening to you intently and coming up with counter-arguments for each and every single one of your doubts. While he may not be too much of a talker usually, when it comes to you, he’s more than happy to dip into his more poetic side and tell you about how deities strive to be more like you. Because he’s not usually much of a feeler, he might come off as a bit cold, but he’s as honest and sincere as it gets.

Continuing from the last point: There are many things he doesn’t understand in the world and even more he’s never seen or heard of before. If you have any special interests, be it something grand or just some random facts about something mundane and ordinary, he’s always more than willing to take in everything you have to say. The only time he might interrupt you is when he has a question as he hasn’t understood something correctly. He’s a smart cookie, and whatever interests you interests him as well. You’re his everything.

Although he wouldn’t admit to it, he’s rather touch starved. Then again, he doesn’t even know that until you give him a hug or a pat on the shoulder. It’s been a while since he had been touched like that, if he ever had been in the first place. While Batter may be very dutiful, once he is done with his quest, he would like to settle down with you, even if he has no idea what that actually encompasses. And even if the two of you just ended up being neighbours, he’d be happy. He just really wants to be with you.

While Batter doesn’t know what he’s feeling towards you, he knows that it’s a strong and positive feeling. As he has never experienced anything like it before, he doesn’t particularly know what to do either. Making you happy makes him feel more accomplished than it should, he has his mission, after all. That and you are both sacred to him and two things he never wants to lose out of his sight.

If he could, he would praise you not unlike angels sing and dance around god himself, praising him in all his glory. Though he keeps those thoughts to himself, he does think very highly of you. Every time he looks at you, he’s reminded that gods and angels and whatnot are real. They have to be, since you’re either part of them, or above them all altogether. So, the moment you praise him? He may not show it, but he’s stunned. Praise from a higher being such as you is honest and sincere and quite possibly more than he ever thought he deserved.

Zacharie:

Playful and flirtatious, he’s likely made some form of flattering comment about you to your face. Engage in flirtatious banter with him. He has had all kinds of customers before, but his favourites have always been the ones able to keep up with him and joke around. Since he’s a human and understands the customs, he will either win and demand a kiss from you, or lose and still demand you pay him with a kiss.

Although he may not look like it, he’s actually a pretty good cook. Having lived in the OFF world for a while now, he learned to fend for himself and make do with what he has. One of his favourite pastimes is cooking with and guiding you. He has gathered many ingredients throughout his travels and keeps attaining more and more. While most of the cuisine may be meat based, he has a few plant dishes up his sleeve as well. Plus he gets to spend time with you, so it’s a win-win either way.

While he may have some muscles, Zacharie is kind of chubby as well, thus making for the perfect cuddle buddy. He doesn’t shy away from physical contact either and is more than happy to initiate a hug or some cuddles whenever he feels like it. Yes, he is not the tallest, but he is the perfect hug and cuddle size. While he hates how short he is, that is one of the few things he prides himself in. He’s usually pretty tired from work, which is why he won’t talk too much during cuddling sessions, but he will gladly listen to anything you might have to say.

While there aren’t that many items he actually has a strong connection to, there is one he would never give away, no matter what: a music box. He cherishes it more than anything else he has. Much like he hides away his face, he hides the music box from other people as well, in fear of it being stolen. However, when he has gained a high enough trust level with you, he will reveal it to you, playing you its tune. It’s what helps him calm down when he’s had a rough day, and he hopes, although he knows it bears no meaning to you, it will help you too.

He can dance, somewhat. While you won’t be dancing a tango with him, he can do the slower dances, such as blues or a slow waltz. His rhythm isn’t the best, but he tries. For the most part, he prefers goofing around anyway. Seeing him kick his legs around during a rock n’ roll dance is hilarious, it’s surprising he hasn’t fallen over yet. Even so, join him, you’re in for a pretty good time either way.

Another thing he likes to do is make a sushi roll out of you. As mentioned before, he has some decent strength and could pick up anyone if he tries. But what he prefers is making some flirty comment, rolling out a blanket next to you and just go to town with it. Once he’s done making fun of how adorable you look, he’ll put you on his chest and hold you close. It makes him feel tall and strong. Plus he gets to tease you for however long he pleases since you can’t particularly roll away from him anymore.

#off (game) #off x reader #batter x reader #batter x player #zacharie x player #zacharie x reader #I am going to kill and die for chubby Zacharie #he's adorable and I wub him #aahh I've been so busy as of late #being sick is almost a blessing actually! #I can finally write the requests sitting in my inbox! #even if I can't write too much for them!

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

Doctor Zachary Smith Drabble

AN: The picture of Doctor Zachary Smith is not mine - I found it on google. Credits to the original owners. I felt a little bad that he didn't have a good ending in my Wishes and Potions series so I wrote this for him.

Warnings: mention of injury.

“You’re driving me insane woman.”

“And whose fault is it that you’re here?”

“Can I have a kiss to make it better?”

You shook your head, “Only after I’ve put the med patch on.”

“Then I deserve two kisses because you’re making me—OW!”

“Sometimes I think you like the sound of your own voice too much.”

Doctor Zachary Smith glared at you, still annoyed at the fact that you had caught him unawares with the patch, “You don’t know me as well as you think you do, darling. I love the sound of my own voice because I’m almost always right.”

You shot him a look that demonstrated how unimpressed you were with his remark.

“I said almost.”  The doctor defended himself.

“Uh huh.”

“My kisses?”  

You cupped the back of his head in your hand and pressed your lips to his in a brief kiss.

“You can do better than that,” he chided.

“I could,” you agreed.

His annoyance returning, the doctor gripped onto your shirt and reconnected your lips.  He bit down on your lip and soothed the area with a swipe of his tongue.  You gasped at the sensation and Zachary took the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth.

“What is taking—EW!”

You and Zachary broke apart at Penny’s disgusted yell.

“I’ll come back later.”  The teen grimaced and backed out of the room with her eyes closed.

“You still owe me a kiss.”

“Shut up.”  You ordered him.

#my writing #my fics #drabble #lost in space 1998 #doctor zachary smith #female reader #doctor zachary smith x reader #penny robinson

[adelarsims]

This is Zach, a bad guy with a good heart. Uni dropout, smarter than others think, and kinder than he tries to let on.

He's rude, swears a lot, has a short fuse but is crazy loyal to people he's close with, surprisingly nice to elders because he had a grandma that loved him and was kind to him even when he behaved like shit, and back then he wasn't always kind to her so now he feels bad about that, he's really good at math, makes arm jokes that make people uncomfortable, and his go-to playlist is actually softer than you'd expect.

He's 27 years old. Closeted bisexual slightly leaning towards men without really thinking of it more than of just a good friendship (he emotionally connects with guys easier and needs a bit more time to warm up to a girl), plus he's not really romantic in general to reflect on these feelings too much. His best idea of romance is sitting on a car trunk somewhere in the middle of nowhere and eating junk food together, trash talking each other, laughing loudly and bumping shoulders.

Zach trivia:

he despises people who pick on someone way smaller or only when they outnumber someone. pick someone your own size, assholes!

there was one shy guy in school who considered zach a kind person and his friend, despite zach being a troublemaker and constantly picking up fights, and despite the fact that they didn’t hang out and barely ever talked, because when this guy talked and others started to talk over him, zach yelled at them to shut the fuck up until the guy could finish the story.

he listens to music a lot but pays more attention to the rhythm than to lyrics. lyrics can be good or a complete trash and he will still listen to it just the same if the beat is right.

about arm jokes: like when he's asked what time is it by someone who doesn't know about his arm, and he lifts his left arm up, as if he’s going to look at the time, and says, “oh shit, i forgot my watch at home”. he also uses expressions with words "hand" or "arm" in them (like "i need a hand" or "it will cost me an arm and a leg") unnecessarily often, precisely because people usually awkwardly avoid using these words around him.

he also makes up all kinds of stories about how he lost his arm, like "the shark bit it right off while i was surfing in Sulani"

but at the same time, he hates when people recognize him by missing an arm, or pay too much attention, or it's the first thing they think about him. "yeah, yeah, no arm, alright. dude, it's not my whole fucking personality!"

unlike many of my other characters with their problematic family backgrounds, zach has very normal, average family that has its communication problems occasionally but in general is loving and supportive.

he’s a huge sweet tooth but doesn’t indulge too much around others because “sweets are girls' thing” yup he has some weird gender stereotypes like that. yeah, leave him with a few snickers bars unsupervised, and see how soon he'll start stuffing his face.

was a part of math competition team at school until he started hanging out with a bunch of good for nothing dudes, so he’s like smarty smart actually. even though not many ppl care to know about that.

he was really short until late teenage years and was very self conscious about that. he was afraid that he's gonna stay short forever and had sudden growth spurt only after 18.

his full name is, unsurprisingly, Zachary, but no one ever calls him that except for his mom when she's mad and he's in for an earful.

he's had commited (ish) relationships a couple times, but usually they tend to not last. he knows that he's "supposed" to have a girlfriend because everyone else does, but he doesn't know what exactly he's supposed to feel towards her, so he mostly treated his girlfriends like his bros, and girls weren't happy about that dynamic in a long run.

i'm not sure but i think he might be aromantic or somewhere close to aro spectrum. he doesn't really understand the appeal or feel the need for love talks and illogical romantic gestures, and they don't make him weak in his knees. and while he would probably want a solid relationship, for him it's more about partnership and having each other's back through thick and thin. oh, and ofc a lot of sex. he has pretty high sex drive.

he can whistle masterfully and likes songs with long whistle solo because he can whistle along and show off (like "wind of change", "other people" or this one whistle song from "kill bill").

#s:zachary #adelar shows imaginary people #adelar’s storytime #sims 4 character

[walkingintheheartbreaksatellite]

Heaven- Flicker Chapter 5

Warning. This chapter contains smut. Use of toys, teasing, fingering. Probably a bunch more. Language. Proceed with caution. Minors DNI

Friday, February 3rd. 8:30am

I wake up with the sun glaring in my eyes. I move to sit up when I feel something pulling me back down. I'm turned around only to face a sleepy Niall, who is squinting with a smile on his face.

He leans in and pecks my lips, sighing into the kiss.

"G'mornin' Em."

I smile and snuggle up to him.

"Good-"

Before I can finish, my bedroom door slams open and in stomps a fiery Jenny.

"Em, I can't fucking take them anymore! I swear to god I'm going to actually kill them!"

My mouth gapes open as I turn my head to her and she finally calms down enough to look at me clearly. It then seems to sync in with her that I am not alone.

"Oh... Well this is very awkward. Okay.. Um just letting you know, I'm gonna be burying some bodies. Cool okay so you guys have fun and um use protection!"

She rushes through her words and quickly leaves, though her embarrassment is clear on her face as she closes the door.

Niall and I burst out laughing and he hugs me tight.

"Should we go see what that was about?"

I giggle, running my fingers through his hair as I nod.

"I suppose we should before I find blood on my hardwood floors. But I think I need coffee now."

He smiles and nods, squeezing me one more time before he lets me go. I sit up, getting out of bed as I run my fingers through my hair, too lazy to grab a brush. I walk over to my dresser, pulling out Niall's sweatpants he gave me and a pair of basketball shorts.

"Babe."

He looks up at me from across the room as he rummages through his bag, just soon enough to catch him the sweatpants I tossed to him.

"Ah! Thank ya, Petal! Perfect! Maybe a shirt too? All I've got is polos."

I smile and nod, slipping on my shorts and throwing my hair in a ponytail before walking over to my closet. I pull out an old Fall Out shirt and hand it to him. He chuckles when he sees the shirt and shakes his head.

"What? Would you rather I give you a shirt with your face on it?"

I pull out my Midnight Memories shirt slightly and he throws his head back in a laugh.

"I'm fine, Babe. This is perfect."

I smirk and let the shirt go before closing my closet. He takes the shirt from me and quickly gets dressed, taking my hand when he's finished. I open my bedroom door and we walk down the hallway and down the stairs, reaching the living room.

Jenny is standing at the kitchen island, voice raised at she yells at Aleks and Zach. We walk past them into the kitchen and I start preparing my coffee when Jenny snags my attention.

"Em! Will you please remind these idiots about our rules for takeout containers?"

I sigh, setting down my mug as I lean on Niall. I turn around, all eyes on me and nod my head.

"If you didn't buy it, don't touch it. If you really want it, text the group chat and ask. If you're told no then it's no. Now can we chill out? It's way too early for this shit and I haven't even had coffee."

Jenny huffs and the boys, excluding Niall, groan. I pour creamer into my steaming coffee and stir it as I continue to talk.

"Zachary, you're replacing Jenny's sushi."

"How did you-"

With my coffee ready, I pull down a mug for Niall and step aside a little, giving him room to make his own before turning around.

"I'm not stupid? You ate my leftover Kura last week too but I didn't care and was in no mood to complain. You've been doing it a lot. Aleks ate my leftover Firehouse too. You guys just gotta get better about asking."

I begin to sip my coffee but stop mid sip as Zach lets out a snarky reply.

"Maybe you should be asking if you can have people over."

I drink the remainder of my coffee, setting my mug down on the counter behind me before grabbing the collar of Zach's shirt.

"Listen up, buttercup. Last time I checked, you're not paying rent on the house. I do, so I have a say in who comes into my home. And another thing! We never made a rule about bringing anyone home! You've brought all your girlfriends home! Check your bull shit at the door or don't bother coming home. I'm getting kind of sick of your attitude lately."

I let go of him and walk back over to Niall, leaning on him for comfort.He wraps his arms around my waist and holds me close, rocking me back and forth.

"I'm sorry... You guys were... Just a bit loud last night. We're all a little tired."

My face heats up and I bury my head into Niall's chest as his hold on me tightens.

"Um... 'M sorry about that. Not really used t' havin' others in the house. We'll try and keep it down next time."

Jenny snorts, Zach rolls his eyes and Aleks begins to make gagging sounds. I lift my head up and glare at them as Niall chuckles.

"You're children. All of you. I hate you."

Everyone laughs and Niall starts to rub my back when I hear a phone begin to ring.

I can feel it vibrating and that's when I realize that it's Niall's phone.

Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Such a lovely face Plenty of room at-

Niall sighs and reaches into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulls out his phone before hitting the green button and raising it to his ear.

"Yeah, what's up- What?! Yer fuckin' kidding me... Alright... Yeah yeah I'll be there soon. Okay... bye."

He hangs up and tucks his phone back into his pocket before wrapping his arms back around me and I look up at him and he stares into my eyes.

"M sorry Petal, but I have t' go. Somethin' went wrong at the studio and I gotta go fix it."

I nod, trying to hide my sadness. He lets me go and we head upstairs so he can get dressed. He quickly gets dressed and gets his things together, so we head downstairs. He waves to everyone, but only Jenny and Aleks wave back to him.

"It was nice seein' you all! See ya Sunday!"

I nod to them and open the door, walking Niall out to his car. He loads his bag in and opens the driver door before turning back to me, holding his arms wide open.

Tears threaten to spill as I walk into his arms and he squeezes me tight as I start to let out little sniffles. He kisses the top of my head and begins to rub my back with one hand and caress my head with the other.

"Shh I know. It'll be okay though, Em."

I pout and bury my head in his chest.

"Just... I'm gonna miss you a lot."

He pushes me away and before I can argue, he lifts me up and presses his lips against mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in closer as my lips move against his.

He squeezes me tight before pulling away, setting me back down on the ground. He kisses my forehead and lets go of me, a small smile on his face.

"I promise, it'll go by fast. It's only 2 days. Think you can do that for me?"

I pout but nod my head.

He's right... It is just two day but the thought of him leaving... It hurts thinking about it, let alone seeing him leave...

With one last kiss, he lets me go and gets into his car, waving as he pulls out of the driveway. I sigh and head back inside, praying for the days to go by fast.

Sunday, February 5th 2:15pm

It's the day of the party and we've been running around the house all morning. Cleaning up messes the boys forgot to clean up and putting away all the miscellaneous shit that shouldn't have been out in the first place.

Jenny and Aleks went to go pick up the food and Zach is doing a last minute recording session, leaving me home to decorate and wait for people to get here. I finish hanging up some extra decorations Aleks had picked up when there's a knock at the door.

I look down at my watch and furrow my brows.

It's not even 3. Who could possibly be here?

I pin up the decorations in my hands and step off the stool before walking over to the front door and opening it. As soon as I see who it is, a wide smile makes its way on to my face.

Before I can say anything, arms are pulling me through the door, lifting me off the ground as I'm pulled into a tight hug.

"Niall!"

I look down at him and his comforting smile gives me butterflies. He holds me close to him and I take in his comforting scent.

"I missed ya, Em. Y've no idea how much."

I giggle and shake my head as he pecks my lips before putting me down.

"I don't know... I probably missed you a lot more."

He keeps an arm around my waist as we walk inside, Niall letting out a small laugh as I close the door behind us.

"That's one hell of a shirt, Em. Ya tryin' t' spread the luck?"

I look at him, raising a brow in confusion before it hits me.

Oh yeah. That.

"Hey! I got it for Christmas! It just felt fitting and I don't have a Lizzo shirt."

He laughs once more as I guide him over to the long couch and he takes a seat at the end, pulling me down into his lap.

" 'M just teasin' ya, baby. It's cute. Maybe you'll get one of me if I ever win one."

I look up at him to correct him.

"You mean when you win one. And you will. I know you will. But I will never be any less proud of you. I love your music and I will always be supportive of you."

He smiles and leans down, pecking my lips.

"Thought I's supposed to be the cheesy one in this relationship."

I giggle and cuddle up to him, shaking my head.

"No, sorry. I coined the cheese. You got your pretty looks and sexy voice without it. I got jack shit."

He lets out a loud laugh as he squeezes me tight. He than leans down to my ear and whispers something to me, causing shivers to run through my body.

"Now that's not true. Yer funny, kind and y've got no idea how sexy yer voice is t' me. 'Specially when yer moanin' fer me or sayin' my name."

"Ni-"

He begins to trace kisses up and down my neck before he settles on my collarbone and sucks on it.

"Missed my girl... So much. I think ya missed me just as much, didn't ya?"

I nod my head as continues to suck, letting out little moans as my toes curl.

"Ni- More. Please? L-like you did the other day?"

He pulls away from my neck and I pout as he turns me around in his lap so I'm facing him. He pulls me back in close and whispers to me.

"Ya liked that, honey? Ya liked when I ate ya out?"

I blush, nodding as he smiles and pecks my lips.

"Me too, Petal. Y've no idea how good you tasted on my tongue. Can I taste you, baby?"

Instead of answering, I grab his shirt, fisting it in my hands, and pull him into me, slamming my lips on his in a kiss. I feel him smile against my lips as he wraps his arms around my back, pulling me even closer to the point where there is no distance between us.

Our lips move in sync and all that can be heard is quiet moans and panting coming from our lips. Niall taps on my back and I hesitantly pull away from him, leaving both of us a panting mess.

"Hold on, Em. Let's... Let's go upstairs, yeah? Wrap yer legs around me."

I nod and do as he says. He holds onto me tight and stands up. Just as he turns to head to the stairs, the front door opens and I groan. In walks a horrified Rico and a very confused Aaron.

Niall puts me down and I get flustered, turning to yell at the two men in frustration.

"You idiots! You don't live here! Why didn't you knock?!"

Aaron covers his mouth to hold back a laugh and Rico shouts back at me, totally out of character.

"Nuh uh, missy! You're still a little girl! No sex for you! Stay little forever!"

He pulls me away from Niall and holds me in a protective but possessive embrace, one arm around me and the other on top of my head.

"Aaron... Be my voice of reason, please! This is embarrassing..."

Aaron laughs and I look at Niall with a pleading look on my face. He simply smiles and nods. I manage to get out of Rico's monster hold and leap to Niall, who catches me in his arms. Our attention then turns to the other two men, Aaron with a hand now on Rico's back.

"Listen, buddy. She's not a baby anymore. She can take care of herself! Trust me, especially because it's me. I'm her older brother. Let's give him a chance."

Rico sighs and slumps where he stands, nodding his head before he straightens himself. Niall lets me going and I walk over to the other two, pulling them into hugs.

"I love you both, you know that. But Niall is important to me, and I want you to like him and get to know him."

I pull away from them and they nod and I make my way back to Niall, who happily takes me back into his arms, my back resting against his chest and his arms around my waist.

Aaron and Rico walk up to us and shake hands with Niall, introducing themselves.

"It's nice to meet ya. But I do have a question. I thought ya only had sisters, Em. Aaron is your brother?"

We all laugh and I shake my head, turning in his arms and patting his chest.

"I've known Aaron the longest out of anyone. My whole career. We were both itty bitty fetuses when we started and he was the closest to my age and wasn't trying to parent me. So he kind of took me under his wing and we pretty much just became siblings."

Aaron smirks and nods.

"That's true. In fact, I've got a shit ton of embarrassing videos and pics from the years and I've got time."

Niall and Rico laugh and I just scoff.

"Don't forget, I know where you sleep Aaron Mitchell and I have your mother's number. Try it, I dare you. "

I glare at him, only causing him to laugh more. Before I can say anything else, the front door opens and in walks Jenny, Aleks, Zach and the rest of the people that were invited.

We get the food set up and then everyone settles in the living room as Aleks sets up the projector. I cuddle up close to Niall as he wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. With a bowl of popcorn in my lap and snacks shared through the room, all eyes shift to the screen to see the awards starting.

"Hey, Niall, did you ever go to the Grammys? Seems like something you would've done over the years, right?"

Aleks looks away from the screen to look at Niall, waiting for an answer. Niall gives him a small smile and shakes his head.

"No, never. One Direction was never nominated and I've never been nominated as a solo artist."

I smile and kiss his cheek.

"Yet. You will be, though. You're gonna kick ass too."

Niall laughs and pecks my lips and it's quiet for a minute until Rico says something.

"Wait... You were in a band?! And you're a musician?! I thought you were just a normal dude!"

We all laugh and I can't help but snort.

"Rico, I swear to god. I used to talk about him all the time before I met him, do you not listen to me?"

He shrugs and shoves a handful of popcorn into his mouth, returning his attention to the screen. We spend the rest of the night cheering and dancing as awards are presented. When Harry wins album of the year, Niall gives me a bear hug, a huge smile on his face.

"He really deserves that. That album was something else!"

I smile and nod, kissing his cheek as he holds me close. We all hang out for a bit until Rico and Aaron decide to head home, due to it being almost midnight. Aleks gets up from the couch, stretching as he begins to make his way to his room with Jenny and Zach following him to their own rooms, leaving Niall and I alone.

I cuddle up to him and he squeezes me tight, planting a kiss on the top of my head.

"It's late, do you wanna stay the night? I think I've got some of your clothes in my dresser."

I pull away and he nods with a smile, before taking me back into his arms and picking me up, carrying me to my bedroom as my laughs echo through the hallway. When we get inside my room, he puts me down and heads over to my dresser to pull out his clothes while I throw the extra pillows off my bed.

"Em."

I turn my attention away from the pillows and when I look at Niall, seeing what is in his hand, my face burns up.

That's... That's the vibrator that Jenny gave me... She had accidentally bought an extra and couldn't return it and forced it on me...

"Um-."

"Ya don't have to hide from me, babe."

I turn my attention back to my bed, now embarrassed as I continue to prep my bed for sleep.

"Forget it, Niall. I haven't opened it. Just pretend like you didn't see it and put it back."

"Did ya... Do ya want me to use it on ya?"

I drop the covers as I turn back to him, my cheeks bright red and my mouth gaped. He steps closer to me and I start to get a little nervous.

"I-I've never used it.. Used any... How would-."

"Do ya want me to, Petal? We don't have to, but if you and to try, I would love to help ya..."

I bite my lip and advert my eyes to the floor as I nod. Niall pulls me into his arms, both hands on my waist as I look up at him and he looks down with a smile.

"Can we try something else, Petal? I wanna see ya. All of ya. Can we... Are you comfortable enough to do that now?"

I bite my lip once more before pausing.

"Could you... do it first? T-take yours off... J-just not your underwear."

He smiles and nods, quickly removing his shirt and his shorts, leaving him in his boxers. He turns his attention back to me and I slowly remove my shirt before unbuttoning my jeans and stepping out of them, leaving me in my bra and panties.

"Can those come off too, Baby? I want to see you. All of you. I want to see my girl."

I give him a nervous nod and I reach around my back and attempt to unclasp my bra with shaking hands. Niall puts his hand on mine and gives me a smile, somehow giving me the push I needed to relax and give in.

He unclasps my bra and pushed the straps off my shoulders, causing it to fall to the ground. I pull down my panties, leaving me completely naked in front of him. He pecks my lips a few times before he guides me over to my bed and we sit down. He pulls me into his lap, my back to his chest and my cheeks start to burn up again.

He pulls the toy out of the packaging as he starts to rub my back in a comforting manner.

"Hey, Petal. Ya got any batteries? I need two AAA."

I nod and lean forward, reaching into the nightstand closest to me. I pull out the batteries and hand them back to him. He puts them in and I hear a faint buzz before he turns it off again.

"Okay, pretty girl. I gotta make sure yer doin' okay, first. You want me to touch ya a bit before we start?"

"P-Please. I'm a little nervous..."

He leaves a couple kisses and I feel a finger start to rub on my clit, causing me to gasp and lean more into Niall.

"Dirty girl. Did ya get this wet jus' thinkin about me touching you with your little toy? God baby, you're practically dripping."

I let out a quiet, breathy moan as he continues to torment my clit with his finger, only pushing his finger an inch in before pulling back out.

"N-Niall, please. I-I've wanted you all day. Please... I need more, I'm ready. Please touch me..."

He sucks on my neck as he turns the vibrator back on, slowly bringing it to my clit.

"Alright, baby. Im gonna start ya on the lowest setting and we'll work our way up to more. But ya gotta keep quiet, remember?"

I bite my lip as he places the vibrator on my clit. My breath hitches as he begins to rub it up and down, the unfamiliar feeling threatening to send me over the edge already. He turns up the setting more and I have to swallow a moan as I throw my head back onto Niall's shoulder.

"Okay pretty girl, I'm gonna throw ya a bit of a curve ball. Think ya can handle it?"

I nod and I squirm in his hold. He smiles and pushes the vibrator onto my clit a little more.

"That's my good girl. Ya see that mirror right in front of us? I want ya to watch what I'm doing to ya. Keep yer eyes open and on us. Every time ya look away, I stop. Think ya can handle that?"

I nod my head as I curl my toes, my eyes opening and looking into the mirror.

"Words, baby. I need to hear you."

"Y-Yes, I think I can do that."

I see him smile in the mirror as I feel him turn the settings up. I throw my head back, letting out a quiet moan until I feel the buzz between my legs stop.

"Niall!"

"Eyes on us, Em. Eyes on us."

I look back into the mirror and as he rubs the vibrator on my clit, I start to find it hard to breathe.

"Niall-."

He hushes me and turns the vibrator onto the highest setting, causing me to squeal and once again, throw my head back into his shoulder as my toes curl at the unbearable pleasure. Until he stops. Again.

"I'm not gonna tell ya again, pretty girl. Look at what I'm doin' to ya. Yer probably close, right? Yer gonna be a good girl. Since ya can't seem to look in the mirror, yer gonna turn around. Yer gonna look me in the eyes and stroke my cock while I fuck you with this little toy of yours. And yer not gonna come until I say. Understood?"

I nod my head but instantly whine as he turns the vibrator off again.

"Y-Yes."

"Yes who? I can't hear ya much, Petal."

"Y-Yes sir, I understand."

I feel his cock harden against me before he quickly flips me around and kicks his boxers off before I can even blink. He turns the vibrator back on and I spit in my hand before placing it on his cock. We give each other a knowing look before starting.

I stare into his ocean eyes as I start to stroke his hardened cock, already dripping with arousal as he starts the vibrator again, pushing it back against my clit as he starts to rub it up and down. It only takes a few minutes but I feel as if I'm about to burst, and I think he is too.

"Fuck, baby! Doin' such a good job fer me. I think I'm gonna come, are ya ready baby? Where do ya want me, Petal?"

"God, Niall! Fuck! P-please! On me! I'm close too!"

His other hand finds my clit as he continues to pleasure me with the small toy.

"Come for me, baby. Come with me."

With one last pump of his cock, Niall comes all over my chest and it drips down my breasts, onto my stomach. I let go of his cock and grab onto his shoulders, riding out my own high as I come all over the vibrator.

"F-Fuck! Niall! I-I! I feel so!"

He hushes me as I come undone, whispering words of comfort.

"I know baby, I know. You did so good. Just let go fer me."

He tosses the vibrator off to the side and we both look down to see one another coated in the others come.

"F-fuck Petal, ya squirted on me! Fuck that's hot."

I let out a small, breathy laugh before falling back into my bed, my arms spread out. Niall gets up from my bed and grabs a towel from my closet. He wipes himself off before he comes back over to the bed and gently wipes me clean.

"Ya did good, Em. So good. I'm proud of ya."

I give him a small smile and he walks over to my dresser, starting to pull out clothes, but I stop him.

"Hey... Ni? Can we... sleep like this? I want to be close to you..."

He smiles and nods, shutting my dresser before walking back over to the bed and he gets under the covers. He pulls me under the covers and pulls me close, laying my head on his chest and he begins to rub his hand up and down my back, causing me to drift to sleep.

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February 11th, 2023 Animate Columbus Columbus, Ohio

I'm currently at another convention, this time for Galaxy Con in Ohio. It's late though and everything is starting to settle down, especially for a Saturday, so I send Penny, my assistant, to fetch us some dinner while I check my phone.

Upon seeing my most recent text notification, a smile appears on my face. Niall.

I open his text and begin to text him.

You're kidding me... Right? There's no way he's actually torn up about this.

I sigh as I text him back and settle on FaceTiming him. My phone barely rings for a second before he answers and I see his face appear on the screen, his eyes lighting up the second he sees me.

"There's my girl!"

I giggle and shake my head at him as I hold my phone in my hands.

"Hi Ni. You miss me that much?"

He throws his head back in a laugh before shaking his head.

"No! More! Oh, forgot t' ask ya. Valentine's Day, can ya take it off?"

I open my mouth to say something and I suddenly remember.

Shit! My mom's birthday! I'll be home! Crap.

"Actually... about that. I totally forgot but I don't need you to pick me up Sunday. I have another flight to catch. It's my mom's birthday on the 13th and I promised her I'd be there to meet her new boyfriend. And I won't be back until the 15th..."

He frowns and nods in understanding. My heart drops seeing him so sad when I suddenly think of something.

"Hey! Why don't you come home with me! My mom already knows you but now you can meet her as my boyfriend! And you can meet my sisters and my nephews! That way we can spend Valentines Day together too! That is... If you don't have anything planned."

His eyes light up once more and he flashes me his gorgeous smile, never ceasing to make my heart melt.

"I'd love to! If yer willin' to have me, then fuck yes! Maybe you can show me around-."

I notice a little girl and her brother I assume, start to come up to me, cosplaying as one of my characters. I cut him off for a quick second so I could talk to them.

"Hey Niall hold that thought a quick sec, just a quick sec, baby."

He nods and I lay my phone on the table so he can still see me but I turn my attention to the little girl in front of me.

"Hello, Gorgeous! What's your name?"

The little girl smiled shyly and I can barely see her, so I get up, coming around the table to kneel to her height.

"L-Lily! Y-You're Nezuko, right?"

I giggle and nod as I start to talk to the little girl and her brother.

"Alright Miss Lily. Here you go! Can I take your picture with your big brother really quick? Is that okay? I'd love to show Tanjiro!"

I look to her brother and he nods with a smile. He picks her up and I take a quick picture of them before waving goodbye.

I sit back down and pick my phone back up, my attention back on Niall, who has a huge smile on his face.

"What's got you so happy, mister?"

He shrugs, his smile only growing as his chin rests in his hand, propping himself up with his elbow.

"Nothing. Yer just cute. 'Specially around kids."

I blush and let out a small laugh.

"Well, I have to keep up with being the best auntie ever so I have to be good with kids! Besides, they're cute! I love kids!"

He smiles and nods and we continue to talk for a bit until I decide to head to bed. I pack up with Niall still on the phone, bidding Penny a goodnight as I head back to my hotel room above the convention. I continue to talk to Niall as I change and he whistles as I take off my shirt.

"Oh hush, you horn dog! You'll get this tomorrow. Oh wait, no you won't!"

He pouts and rolls his eyes.

"That's yer fault. Ya can't stay quiet so we can't do it when we're at yer mom's. Since ya insisted we haaaaad t' stay in yer old room and not in a hotel."

I laugh as I slip on his shirt that I stole, kicking my shorts off before burying myself under the cold covers. I hold my phone up so he can see me, though the room is dark.

"I think you'll survive. I'll make it up to you when we're back in LA, okay? Now I gotta go to bed, you dork. So I can see you tomorrow, remember? We'll meet at baggage claim?"

He nods and blows me a kiss.

"I'll be there. Now get some rest. I'll see ya tomorrow, Petal. Sweet dreams!"

I blow him a kiss back and wave goodbye before hanging up.

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Sunday,February 12th 6:30pm

When I wake up the next morning, my day goes by fast and suddenly I'm landing back home, headed to baggage claim to meet Niall. I look down at my phone for a second to text him and before I can, I'm tackled in a hug and lifted off the ground. Panic quickly fills me until I see who it is.

"Niall James! You scared the absolute shit out of me! Meanie! No kisses for you!"

He lets out a laugh as I lightly smack his chest before he puts me down and leans in, giving me a passionate kiss.

"You wouldn't do that, Em. Ya missed me too much."

I roll my eyes and peck his lips once more before taking his hand. We grab our bags pretty quickly and head outside. I start to search through the lines of cars outside the terminal when I spot hers. Niall and I walk over to her car and as soon as she spots us, she parks and gets out of the car.

She holds her arms out to me and I give her a hug, letting her squeeze me tight as I take in the familiar scent of home. She finally lets me go, but not without leaving a kiss to my forehead.

"Ugh my baby! I missed you! I'm so glad you're home! And Niall! It's so good to see you! I'm really happy to see you both together!"

Niall smiles and gives her a small hug. They let go after a minute and we put our things in the car before we get in: Niall is in the front with myself in the backseat. We all talk as we make our way to my moms house and when we pull into the driveway, my sister is out front with my nephews.

As soon as my mom puts the car into park, I quickly unbuckle and get out. James, or Jamie as we usually call him, runs to me squealing with the biggest smile on his face. I tear up as I pick him up, holding him close as I press kisses to cheeks.

"My monkey! I missed you so much!"

Katie laughs and shakes her head as she walks over to me with Oliver in her arms, who reaches out to me. We laugh and I adjust Jamie on one side because taking Ollie in my other arm, so I'm now carrying both boys, loading them with kisses as they giggle. My mom and Niall grab our bags from the car and when Niall sees me, he flashes me a smile.

Katie raises her brow at me and we all walk into the house. I put down the boys, my back hurting as I lean into Niall.

"Okay sorry, I needed my catch up on baby cuddles. I will be needing more, but my back can't take it right now. Katie, this is my boyfriend, Niall. Niall, this is my sister Katie and my nephews: Oliver and James."

Niall laughs and shakes Katie's hand and gives Jamie a little fist bump, making him giggle. We then carry our bags to my room and when Niall sees it, he laughs.

"Seems like you were just here, Em. I can definitely see this being you."

I blush and shrug. We push our suitcases under the bed and then down, the mattress causing us to bounce just a little. I sigh at the comfy feeling as I lean against Niall, who wraps his arm around me and kisses the top of my head.

Hey holds me for a minute as we sit in a comfortable silence until my mom calls us for dinner. I sigh and we stand up, though Niall takes my hand with a soft smile and leads me to the kitchen where our mouths. Fucking. Drop.

My mom sees me and she walks over with a smile.

"Oh! Emmers! This is-."

"Joel fucking Miller. Ho-ly shit, Ma."

Pedro lets out a laugh and my mom looks confused.

"Now I know for a fact that you lied when you said you watch every stream of mine. I freaking played The Last Of Us last week, Ma. I talked about how I've been watching it?"

She gives me another confused expression and I let out a small sigh and turn my attention back to Pedro, who gives me a smiles as he holds his hand out to shake my hand.

"It's so nice to finally meet you, Emily! Your mom has told me so much about you!"

I shake his hand with a small smile.

"I wish I could say the same! All she told me was she was seeing some super nice guy and that she liked him! Shame shame, madre."

She flips me off and we laugh, and Niall steps closer to me so he's now at my side. He shakes Pedro' hand and introduces himself with a smile.

"Niall Horan. It's really great to meet you!"

"You too! I feel like your name is really familiar but I can't really put my finger on it. What do you do for a living?"

I pat Niall's back lightly and plant a kiss before going into the kitchen to help my mom.As they talk, I help my mom unpack dinner and set the table before she calls everyone to the table. Jamie runs over to me giggling so I pick him up, planting a raspberry on his cheek before setting him in his chair.

Niall pulls out my chair for me and I kiss his cheek before sitting down, scooting myself in as he sits down next to me. Just as I'm about to dig into my food, my mom clears her throat to get my attention and I look up at her.

"We're saying grace, missy."

I scoff and shake my head.

"You know, as someone who has never been a dedicated Christian and even raised her own daughter as a jew, I'm calling bull. Since when are you this religious?"

She sighs and shakes her head. I start to take a drink of my water as I wait for her response.

"About the passed year. I got more involved a little after Pedro and I started dating."

I choke on my drink and start to cough as I hear the words leave her mouth. Niall pats my back and looks at me with concern but I shake my head.

"So what you're telling me is you don't want to talk to me anymore? You told me you were dating someone 2 months ago. Never gave me his name, never really told me anything else other than that he was good to you. You don't even talk to me anymore. Is it all just about Katie and Claire now?"

My mom huffs and snaps back.

"It wouldn't be this way if you hadn't have left! You couldn't wait to leave! I knew I never should've let you do voice acting! You could've been so much better and I failed you! So yes, I don't talk to you! Sometimes it hurts to even think about you! Raising you was the hardest thing I ever had to do and you always made it harder! I couldn't have a life because you couldn't be alone! So yeah, forgive me for wanting to keep this from you so I could actually be myself for once and not have to be your mom!"

Tears threaten to spill from my eyes as she finishes. I can't even bring myself to say anything. I simply stand up from my chair, pushing it back in and walk to the door. Niall stands up to follow me, taking my hand but I wiggle out of his grasp, shaking my head.

"Niall, please, not now. Just...Not now."

Niall's POV

"Niall, please, not now. Just...Not now."

She grabs her keys and heads out the door, my heart splitting as I watch her leave. The rest of the house is silent for a good minute before I can't take it anymore and I decide to say something. I stare straight at her mother, and I just let everything go.

"Ya know, she tries hard to please ya. All the time. She wants ya to be proud of her but she feels like ya don't care. She just wants ya to be interested in what she does! She's amazing at it! And she loves to do it! I love seeing her so passionate about what she does and that's all she wants from you! I know she hasn't told me everything but she does try for ya. She misses the relationship she used to have with ya, and she was really trying. I hope for yer sake, she's willing to forgive ya."

I can see tears in her eyes but I turn away and head out the door myself to look for Emily. I'm not even a foot from the house when I hear someone calling my name. It's Katie, Emily's sister.

"Niall, wait-."

"Look, if yer gonna try and convince me to apologize, I'm sorry but I can't."

She shakes her head and folds her arms.

"No, she deserved that. She asked Claire and I to not say anything to her about Pedro. Since Em moved... It's been hard for my mom. She was angry even though she agreed to let her leave. She was mad that she wanted to. She'll never admit this to Emily but at first... She regretting getting pregnant with her. Emily's dad... He's serving a live sentence. He killed a lot of people and my mom didn't know that when she met him. But she felt bad and allowed his family to see Em when she was younger. That sparked a lot of problems. She's very insecure now and I just... I don't know what to do to help her... And I hate seeing them at odds like this."

She wipes the tears that have fallen down her cheeks before she continues.

"I came out to give you a few places to check for her. She'll most likely be at the park though. There's a giant Willow tree there and she used to hang out there all the time when she got upset. I'll stay here and talk to my mom."

I nod at her, giving her a small smile as thanks before running off to go find my girl. After about a 15 minute walk, I reach the park and I let out a sigh of relief.

Just as Katie has said, she's under the Willow tree, her knees to her chest with her head down. I sit down next to her and hearing her quiet cries breaks my heart. I pull her into my lap and she starts to panic, but I hush her calmly. I begin to rock her back and forth and I start to softly sing to her.

"When you feel your love's been taken, When you know there's something missing, In the dark, we're barely hanging on. And you rest your head upon my chest, And you feel like there ain't nothing left-."

Her cries only get louder and I pull her to my chest, holding her tight as I continue to sing to her.

"I'm afraid that what we had is gone... Then I think of the start, And it echoes a spark. And I remember the magic electricity. Then I look in my heart, There's a light in the dark."

She begins to settle down, only faint sniffles coming from her as she adjusts herself in my arms so she sees my face.

"C-can you keep going?"

I give her a smile and I nod, adjusting her in my arms before continuing once again.

"Still a flicker of hope that you first gave to me. That I wanna keep-."

I look into her eyes and I hear her quietly whisper, her voice full of sadness as she holds back her tears.

"Please don't leave..."

I lean down and peck her lips before whispering to her.

"Never. I'm always here for ya, Em. No matter what."

She sniffles, laying her head on my chest as we sit in silence for a few minutes until she speaks up.

"I'm sorry- I'm sorry you had to see that... I just.. I wish I was good enough for her. Like I don't care that she's dating Pedro Pascal but she never told me anything! I just-."

She begins to tear up again and I rub her back as I continue to rock her. After a few minutes, her phone starts to ring and she reluctantly answers, she talks for a minute before looking back up at me.

"Katie asked if we could come back... My mom wants to apologize and talk to me..."

I kiss the top of her head as I squeeze her tight.

"Whatever you want to do, Petal. I'm here every step."

She cuddles up to me and she's quiet for a second before she pats my chest.

"Could you- could you carry me back? I think my legs are still a bit shaky..."

I chuckle and adjust my hold on her before standing up and making the trek back to her mom's house. As soon as we arrive at the house, I see her sister standing outside waiting for us. As soon as she sees us, she lets out a sigh of relief.

We head inside to see her mom on the couch and Pedro in the recliner in the corner of the room. I set her down on the couch and before anyone can say anything, my phone starts to ring. I pull it out to see it's Paul.

Emily squeezes my hand and gives me a small smile.

"Go, it's important. I'll be okay."

I give her a look filled with worry and she just puckers her lips. I roll my eyes playfully and peck her lips a few times before going outside to answer the phone.

Emily's POV

After a long, tear-filled conversation with my mom, I'm feeling a lot better. After hugging it out, she decides to head to bed early but Pedro stays up.

"Hey Emily, I was wondering. Would you want to maybe go out and get some ice cream? I've gotten to know your sisters pretty well in the past year and I was hoping you and I would be able to do that."

I nod with a smile and he smiles, grabbing his car keys before we head out the door. When we walk out, I see Niall still on the phone, leaning against the garage. I lean up to him and plant a kiss to his cheek. He lowers his phone down and I whisper into his ear.

"We're gonna go get some ice cream. I'll be back in a little bit."

He nods and pecks my lips before opening his mouth to ask what I already know he's going to ask.

"Wi-."

"Yes, I will bring you back a couple scoops of Cookie Dough. Don't stay out here too much longer or the mountain lions are gonna eat you."

He rolls his eyes before raising his phone back to his ear and I walk to Pedro's car, giggling like a child. We get in and we chat as he drives. He pulls up to the shop and my mouth drops.

Icicles? How the hell-.

"Did you-."

He only smiles at me as he parks the car.

"I heard you mention how much you missed it to your mom once on the phone so I thought this would be a good choice."

I smile and we both get out with Pedro locking the car before we head inside. We get our ice cream and find an empty table to sit at.

"Hey... I'm sorry about dinner. I don't usually like to confront things but I guess-."

He smiles and shakes his head.

"You have nothing to apologize for. I love your mom, I do. But she definitely had it coming. For the record, she is proud of you, but she feels like she failed you. She thinks you're capable of so much more and she said that she regrets letting you leave.."

My heart drops and I try to fight the tears threatening to spill.

"Is that why she won't talk to me anymore? Because I do try... I try to talk to her and I just can't reach her anymore. I found out you guys were dating like 2 months ago and I didn't even know you were... Well... You."

He sighs and nods as he leans back into his chair.

"Your mom and I talked about that after you left. She wants to try better. She wants to be there for you."

I take a bite of my ice cream before speaking again, trying to push down all my feelings in the small bowl in front of me.

"And you? What do you think?"

He raises his brows for a second, shock evident in his expressions before he smiles.

"What do I think? Well... I think you killed it in Assassination Classroom. That second to last episode was brutal."

My mouth gapes and he laughs.

"Y-You've... You've seen my work?"

He nods with a smile and I can't help but smile as well.

"I have. I've got nieces and nephews that watch anime and they like a lot of different ones. Attack On Titan was a bit brutal for me but I thought you did great. Have you done any non-violent ones though? I don't think my heart can take much more."

I laugh and we continue to talk and eat our ice cream.

"Hey, so I wanted to talk to you about something serious."

I give him my undivided attention, a brow raised as her sighs and looks into my eyes.

"I want to propose to your mom tomorrow. Your sisters have already given me their blessing but I wanted yours as well."

My mouth drops a little and I start to choke. I cough into my arm a few times before regaining my composure.

"Wow... Okay. Sure? I mean you seem great and she seems to really like you... I'm just a little surprised you asked me. I am the child that she didn't mention."

He shakes his head with a frown.

"You're important to your mom, so you're important to me. I care about your sisters as if they were my own. Of course they don't need me to be their dad or anything-."

"She told you about him... Didn't she?"

He gives me a somber expression as he nods, causing me to let out a sigh.

"Yeah well that's what happens when you open your legs for the next guy you see. She was freshly divorced and itching for another kid. Big mistake that was."

"But you wanted one... right?"

I let out another sigh but I can't bare to look at him.

"When I was a kid, yeah. But it was a stupid dream...What are you trying to say?"

He sighs and hesitantly puts a hand on top of mine.

"Only that you don't have to worry about it anymore. I'm gonna be here for you. Maybe we can go from there?"

I snort and shake my head.

"Pedro, are you trying to steal someone else's kids so you can have your own? Is that why you're with my mom?"

He blushes, his eyes widening as he fumbles his words and I start to laugh.

"Well I-."

"I'm just fucking with you! She does the same thing! And that's really sweet of you to offer and I'll definitely think about it..."

He smiles and we talk for a bit longer before we decide to call it a night. I quickly order Niall's ice cream and we head back to my mom's house. Pedro playfully ruffles my hair and says goodnight before he heads into my mom's room.

I laugh as I open my bedroom door and I see Niall sitting on the bed.

"What's so funny?"

I blush when I see him, shaking my head as I walk in, closing the door behind me. I walk over to the bed and hold the ice cream out to him.

"Nothing. Here's your ice cream."

He takes it from me with a smile and I move to my bag and pull out clothes. I quickly change and go back to the bed where Niall is still eating his ice cream. I climb on the bed and over Niall, sitting down in the open spot.

Niall holds out his spoonful of ice cream to me and before I can take a bite, it starts to drip on my chest, causing me to gasp.

"Niall!"

He laughs and puts his cup down on the nightstand before turning back to me. He pulls me into his lap and slips the straps of my dress down my shoulders. He lowers his mouth down and begins to lick up the ice cream that spilt. I let out a small squeak as his licks turn into sucking and he pins me down on the bed.

"I thought you said I couldn't keep quiet."

I smirk and he smiles, hovering over me.

"Yeah, I did. But I had a thought. And I need my girl real bad. Wanna try somethin' new?"

I bite my lip and nod, already feeling myself start to heat up. He smiles and before I can blink, he flips us over so I now sit on top of him. He then leans in a little bit and starts to whisper to me, his sultry voice making me wetter.

"Alright, baby. I'm gonna move ya, okay? We're not takin' our clothes off but it's still gonna feel good."

I nod, biting my lip as he positions me over his crotch. I can already tell what he's planning, so without further instruction, I lower myself onto his hard on and I start to move back and forth on him. He groans quietly and I hold back a moan.

He grips my hips and starts to help me move on him, dipping my hips a little. He holds me close as I continue to grind on him, and he smashes his lips against mine in a hot kiss.

He starts grinding into me and I moan into the kiss, my toes curling at the intense feeling. He pulls away from my lips, panting and whining a little.

"F-Fuck, Petal. I'm gonna-."

I nod and pull him back into a kiss, grinding harder on him. I moan into his mouth and he groans, squeezing me tight as we reach our highs. We pull away, panting as I flop on my spot of the bed. Niall gets up and pulls some towels out of my closet before pulling out a new pair of underwear for each of us.

He comes over to me and gently slips off my soiled underwear before gently cleaning me up and slipping on the fresh pair. He then cleans himself up, throws everything into the hamper and then crawls into bed next to me. He pulls me into his arms and lets out a content sigh.

"That felt really good, Ni. I-I was a little surprised but... Wow."

He nuzzles his head into my shoulder, pressing a kiss to it before he lets out a small chuckle.

"Me too, Petal. I missed ya... So much."

Before I can respond, I hear the sound of his soft snores, signaling he fell asleep. I cuddle up close to him and close my eyes, falling asleep in his arms.

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February 14th, 2023 5pm.

The day had mostly gone by fast. We had a small family get together to celebrate my mom's engagement and then everyone else parted ways, leaving Niall and I alone in the house.

He walks up to me, in casual clothes, and plops down next me on the couch.

He leans over and presses a kiss to the side of my head as he pulls me into his arms.

"Take out is ordered, should be here in about 20. Are ya pickin' the movie?"

I curl up in his embrace and nod against his chest.

"Yeah, I figured we could watch a few comedies. Oh shoot! I forgot your present!"

He chuckles as he watches me shoot up from the couch. I race to my room, grabbing his present as I hear a knock on the door. When I re-enter the living room, Niall is unpacking our take out and setting in on the coffee table.

I hold his present behind my back as I walk up to him and he turns to face me with a smile. 

"Whatcha got there, Em?"

I unveil his gift and he smiles. I hand it to him and he opens it, tearing up immediately. I made a scrapbook of us, with little cute notes and plenty of empty pages to be filled.

"Do you... Do you like it? I know it's not really anything elaborate or expensive but I-."

Before I can finish, his lips push against mine as he engulfs me in his arms. He pecks my lips a few more times before he pulls away, still holding me in his arms.

"Are ya fuckin' kidding me, Emily? I love it! This has t' be one of the best gifts I've ever gotten. And I can't wait to put more pictures in it."

He kisses me one more time before pulling away.

"Lemme go get yers, really quick."

I nod as he walks off and I sit down on the couch. He comes back as I start to dig through the bags of food and I look up to see him holding a small bundle of items: a blanket, a small teddy bear and my favorite chocolates. I take them from him, tears threatening to spill.

"I know it's small, but I promise it's not everything! Just what I could do since we're not home. I promise when we get back-."

I put my gifts aside and pull him into a kiss, shutting him up. He sighs and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. Our lips move in sync until we're rudely interrupted by my mom's cat clawing at my leg. I pull away from Niall, groaning in pain.

"Lucas! You little shit! Naughty kitty!"

I pull away from Niall and deal with the cat before dealing with my bloody leg. When I come back into the living room, Niall has everything ready and it makes me tear up. I cuddle up to him on the couch and he hands me a bowl.

We curl up and eat as we watch movies and as soon as I finish eating, I set my bowl on the coffee table.

"Hey.. Niall? I have a question for you."

He puts his bowl down on the coffee table before he turns to look at me expectantly.

"I have an event... On Saturday. It's a premiere... For one of the animes I'm in. I was wondering... If you maybe wanted to go with me? I know it's like a public event but I just wanted to ask..."

He smiles and pulls me into his arms, pecking my lips softly.

"I'd love to. Don't think I have anything that day. Lemme know what yer wearin' so I can match with ya."

I smile and nod, hugging him before laying my head on his chest. We silently watch the movie until he pops a question.

"Hey... Em? I've got Late Late on Thursday night into early Friday morning... Ya know.. Heaven and all... Come with me. Please?"

I lift my head and look at him in shock.

"Late Late? Niall... That's a really big deal... Are you sure you want me there?"

He smiles and places a kiss on my forehead.

"Yer the only one I want there."

I smile and nod. He hugs me closer and I lay my head back on his chest. We continue to watch movies until about 11pm, when he taps me on the back. I look up and he stares into my eyes.

"Ya know... Pedro said he and yer mom were stayin' in a hotel tonight... So we're alone. And I got ya somethin'. Thought we could try it out."

I raise my eyebrow but I nod. He smiles and picks up the remote, turning off the tv before throwing it back onto the coffee table. He then adjusts his hold on me and stands up, carrying me to my bedroom as I laugh. He sets me on my bed and I lay back as he pulls something out of his suitcase.

He pulls out a small box and walks over to me, a small smirk on his face.

"I want ya to take yer shirt and skirt off fer me. Can ya do that, Petal?"

I nod with a blush, quickly removing them before throwing them in a random corner of my room. Niall whistles at my appearance.

About a week ago, Jenny and I went lingerie shopping and I bought a few sets since I didn't have any. I wore a white set today.

"Ho-Ly shit, Em. Is that new? God.. Ya look... Fuck..."

I blush as he walks closer and sits on the bed. He holds out the box to me and I hesitantly take it. It's a small-ish 'u' shaped vibrator.

"Y-You got me a vibrator?"

He smiles and shakes his head.

"I got us a vibrator. This one specifically can be controlled from m' phone. So when I'm gone... 'Specially on tour... I can still make ya feel good. But this one... It's a little extra special. Remember how I made ya feel good with m' fingers in ya?"

I blush and nod, biting my lip at the thought.

"Well... This one goes inside ya a little bit. Just like my fingers did, only a little deeper. Ya wanna try it?"

I nod quickly and Niall smiles. He opens the toy and sets it up, quickly installing the app on his phone and syncs it. He tests it out a few times, changing the settings. I only grow more wet from the sounds. He then sets it down and lays down, his head close to my clit.

"Fuck... I haven't even touched ya yet and yer soaking through yer panties, babe."

He runs his finger up and down the wet spot of my panties, teasing me before he pulls my panties down and throws them somewhere in the room.

"Alright, baby. I gotta stretch ya out a little bit, okay? Just like I did last time. If it hurts, don't be afraid to tell me."

I nod and he looks at me, nodding when I give him another nod of approval. He begins to tease my clit now, running two fingers up and down before he pushes them in all the way. I gasp a little but he continues, moving them around.

He makes a 'come hither motion and I let out a little squeak. He moves his fingers in and out until he slowly adds in a third. I throw my head back, moaning quietly.

"F-Fuck.. Niall.."

He smiles and shushes me before adding a fourth finger. I grasp the covers underneath me, trying not to wiggle at the pleasure.

"Fuck! N-Niall! I think I'm!"

He pulls his fingers out and I let out a cry of frustration. He smirks, grabbing the vibrator and quickly slips it inside me, though he keeps a hold on the other end. I gasp, throwing my head further into the bed.

I feel... So full... And it's not even that deep...

"Be a good girl. Ya gotta make it to the highest setting. Don't come until I say, okay?"

I nod and bite my lip. He smiles and grabs his phone, turning the vibrator on to the lowest setting. He teases me with it for a few minutes, pulling the vibrator in and out just a little as it vibrators against all the my sensitive bits.

"Yer doing so good. Hold on just a bit longer, okay?"

I nod and he turns it on to the highest setting. Pleasure shoots up through my entire body and I begin to shake a little.

"F-FUCK! NIALL!"

He starts to push the vibrator in further and I move my hips to meet his movements. I moan loudly, letting out curse after curse.

"Fuck! Haa! Baby! Please! I-I can't! Shit, Niall!"

"Fuck, yer so sexy. Come for me, baby girl. Ya deserve it."

The second the words leave his mouth, I let go, my toes curling as I writhe in pleasure. I slowly calm down, a little overwhelmed with that being the hardest I've ever come.

"Shit... God Em. Ya fuckin' squirted, baby. Ya know how hot that is? God I love it when ya do that.F-Fuck..."

He pulls the vibrator out of me and I whimper at the loss before quickly adjusting again. I slowly sit up and grab Niall.

"Let me help you, Ni. I wanna make you feel good too."

He smiles and shakes his head.

"I'm fine, Petal. I don't need ya to. Today was about you. Lemme get ya cleaned up. We gotta be up early to leave in the morning."

I pout but nod. Niall cleans me up with a towel before sliding my panties back on. He wipes off the vibrator and puts it back into his suitcase before changing himself, since he was now covered in my release.

He finishes packing up and then gets into bed with me, pulling me into his arms. With a kiss to my forehead, he turns out the light and we fall asleep to the sound of each other's breathing.

Thursday,February 16th. 4:40pm

I finish putting on my makeup, checking myself out in the mirror before deeming myself ready. Just as I grab my person, my phone dings.

I smile when I see it's from Niall, quickly texting him back before I leave my room. I walk down the stairs and grab my keys before turning to Zach.

"Hey, Zachy? Would you please pick up my dress when you go pick up your shirt? I'll Venmo you some gas money."

He gives me a thumbs up from the couch but then turns with a questioning look.

"Where are you going? I mean I don't mind but why can't you get it?"

I sigh as I slip on my heels.

"It wasn't ready before and I'm not gonna be home until late tomorrow.I'm not gonna have any more time. Please?"

He groans but nods. I rush over to the couch and reach over from the back, giving him a small hug. I then let him go, quickly leaving the house. I walk down the driveway and see a Black SUV. The back door opens and out comes Niall, looking hot as ever.

He smiles when he sees me and holds his arms out to me. I walking into his comforting arms and he quickly wraps me up tight. He kisses me, lifting me up a little before pulling away.

"Wow Emily... You look... You look breathtaking."

I giggle and peck his cheek.

"You don't look too bad yourself, slugger."

He chuckles and squeezes me before helping me inside the vehicle. He introduces me to his manager who is sitting in the passenger seat and we all talk until we arrive at the studio.

Friday,February 17th 2am

The night goes by pretty fast and quick into the morning when we finally leave. Paul drops us off at Niall's house and the second we step into his bedroom, we collapse on the bed, still in our clothes.

I groan as I roll onto my back, reluctantly getting up. I kick off my heels and strip out of my dress before tossing it to the side and raiding Niall's closet. I slip on one of his t shirts before coming back out to see him in just his boxers sitting up tiredly against the headboard.

I smile as I climb onto the bed and curl up next to him. He wraps an arms around my waist and just as we're about to lay down, I remember something, my body instantly shooting back up.

"Shit! Heaven is out now!"

Niall groans and tries to pull me back down but I push him away and grab my phone.

"Em, please. It's so late-."

"Nope, I'm listening to it right now."

He sighs and I pull open my music and sure enough, it's the first song sitting in my recently added. I press play and shivers run through my spine as it starts.

Strange light revolves around you You float across the room Your touch is made of something Heaven can't hold a candle too You're made of somethin' new

I lay there quietly as it plays, nodding my head to the beat. Once it's over, I plug my phone back and and I hug Niall right, finally laying back down with him.

"What'd ya think, baby?"

I peck his lips with a small smile before laying my head on his chest.

"Perfect. Just as I expected."

He squeezes me lightly in his arms until he slowly lets go, the only movement coming from him is his breathing as he sleeps. I smile to myself and lay my head over his heart, falling asleep to my favorite melody.

Saturday, February 18th. 2pm THE ORPHEUM THEATRE Los Angeles, California

Niall and I step out of the SUV and onto the red carpet. This isn't my first movie premiere for an anime I've been in, but it is my first time bringing someone with me that wasn't already in the cast.

Niall gives me a comforting smile as we walk down, taking pictures, both together and with the cast, and I do a few small interviews.

I get to the last interview, a young woman named Natalie, who has interviewed me at almost every premiere I've had. She gives me a soft smile and I return it.

"Emily! It's always so good to see you! And you look incredible, as you always do!"

"Thank you Natalie! So do you!"

She smiles and nods.

"So, this is big for you! Demon Slayer has absolutely blown up! As one of the producers of the anime,as well as the darling, fierce Nezuko, did you ever think you would get this far?"

I giggle and shake my head before answering her question.

"Not really. I have loved it from the very beginning, but I don't think anyone expected it to blow up as much as it has."

She asks me a few more questions before getting to the one I've been waiting for.

"I see you've brought someone with you tonight!"

I nod with a small smile. I look at Niall for reassurance and he nods with a smile, so I turn back to Natalie.

"Yeah, this is my boyfriend, Niall."

Natalie nods with a small smile.

"Have you seen the series, Niall? What do you think about your girlfriend's role in it?"

He smiles and squeezes me tight as he answers.

"I think she's doin' an amazing job. I love the show, for sure, and I can't wait to see what's next."

Natalie smiles and jots down a few notes before looking up and gesturing to her photographer.

"Would you mind if we took a photo of you both?"

We smile and shakes our heads, cuddling up close for the picture. We then wave goodbye to Natalie and head inside the theater. We take our seats with Niall on one side of me and Bryce on the other.

When it's finally over, we all head back to my house for the after party. I change out of my dress into something more comfortable and when I come back down, Niall is chatting with Bryce and his wife. He smiles when he sees me and pulls me into his side, a drink in his other hand.

"There she is! We were just talkin' about ya."

I giggle and shake my head. We start to chat and Zach walks by, a glare present on his face. He grumbles something but I manage to catch it.

"Yeah, that's all you do. Use her to stay relevant."

I growl and grit my teeth, scolding him.

"Zachary, shut it before I throw my shoe."

He rolls his eyes and shrugs as he grabs something from the fridge.

"You're just mad that I'm right. Get over it."

Before I can yell at him again, he walks away and joins a group, starting to chat with them. Niall lets me go and refills his drink, filling it all the way before he chugs it.

Throughout the night, I fight back the urge to smack Zach as he continues his attitude towards Niall, and Niall continues to drink. I hadn't kept a good enough eye on him and now he's so sloshed, he can't stand straight. I hold him up, deciding it's time to take him home.

"Ya know... I don't understand why ya keep him around, Em. He's an asshole. And ya let him get away with it..."

I sigh, trying to shrug off his words as I get him into my car, buckling him before getting into the drivers seat. He continues to drunkenly ramble until we reach his house and he lets out a groan.

"I know Niall, hold on. Let's get you inside."

I get out and help him out before walking us to the front door, unlocking it with his keys I snagged from his pocket. I struggle, but I manage to get him upstairs and into bed. 

I get him a glass of water from the kitchen as well as some Advil, leaving it on his bedside table. I sit down on the edge of his bed for a minute, running the day through my head when he interrupts me.

"Ya know, maybe he's right. Ya let him talk like that to me, about us... Maybe yer the one using me...Maybe ya are too young... Maybe-."

I wipe the tears from my cheeks and stand up, not even responding to him as I storm out of his house. The second I'm in my car, I breakdown completely. I reach for my phone and call the one person I can think of. My mom.

Too shaky to hold the phone up to my ear, I place it on speaker as it rings, and eventually it's answered. I try my best to calm my breathing, but I let a shaky cry.

"M-Mama-."

"Emily? Are you okay?"

That's not my mom... That's not even female.. Is that-

"P-Pedro?"

"I'm sorry, Emily. Your mom left her phone at home. She won't be back for a while. Are you okay? You sound like you're crying..."

I sniffle and let out a whimper, and I feel like I can't breathe.

"Mija, listen to me. Take some deep breaths okay? In for 4, hold for 4, out for 4. Can you do that for me?"

I let out another whimper but I nod, doing as he says. After a couple breaths, I'm able to calm down enough and I pull out of Niall's neighborhood, Pedro still on speaker.

"T-Thank you.."

I hear him sigh through the phone and I sniffle as I drive.

"Of course, mija. ¿Qué pasa? Why are you crying?"

I sniffle wait I start to explain to him the events of the night and I hear him let out another sigh.

"I'm so sorry he said that, Emily. I'm sure he didn't mean it, but it doesn't make it easier to hear."

I stay silent as I drive, only letting out little sniffles.

"Are you going to go home? If I were you, I would want to cool off, not be around your roommate for a bit."

"I think... I think I'm gonna go stay with someone else... I really don't want to go home... I'm just so hurt... I'm angry and I'm frustrated... I feel betrayed..."

"Well, whatever you decide to do, you know your mom and I will support you. I head back to LA in about a week. We'll get lunch okay? Talk some more. I'll next you my number from your mom's phone. If you need anything, anything at all, you call me, okay?"

I sniffle as I pull into the parking lot of my friend Christina's apartment complex. I park my car and sit there for a minute before I answer him.

"I will, I promise. I just got to my friend's place. I think I'm gonna try to get some sleep. I'll keep you and my mom updated and I guess I'll see you next week?"

We say goodnight and hang up before I get out of my car, locking it and heading up to Christina's door. I knock softly and it quickly opens to reveal the tall, dark haired woman.

Before I can say anything, she pulls me inside and wraps me in a tight hug. It's only then that I start to fall to pieces, and I know I won't be okay.

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Character Intro: Twig

NB, 26, 6'3, Solo route

Twig is the third companion you meet, stuck in a tree and yelling about it. They're all too willing to share anything and everything about how they got in there, no matter how miniscule or embarrassing. Even if you hadn't saved them, you feel like they would've joined your group regardless. Quickly latching onto the group, their habit for quickly befriending others is a bit of a concern, especially when faced with adversaries.

At 6'3, their twiggy frame easily fits their name. Their robes, light abd draping. Tend to add more bulk onto their silhouette than is actually there, making them seem like a larger target than usual. Moderately greasy and tangled, their slightly curly hair ends a bit after their tail starts, making for a bit of a large rat's nest until Cassian finally gets his hands on it. With blue toned skin, pointed ears hidden by hair, sharpened teeth, and a preference for meat, they're easily confused for an elf. In spite of that, they cheerfully deny that accusation with a pat to their horns and a swish of their tail. No one's really sure what they are, but they seem happy enough despite that.

Easygoing and friendly would be an understatement, especially in Twigs case. With a personality that could rival a golden retrievers, they will happily try and befriend the cruelest if strangers. Naivety permeats their actions, ignorance to the harsh world around them, and bluntness backs that. Behind that swath of hair, Zacharie's a bit insistent that they have nothing in that skull of theirs... which might be true. Beyond all that, they're easily bribed with food... making their loyalty to your group a bit of a question. One might wonder if the only reason they truly stay by your side is to have a steady access to food.

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