#<- i dont actually remember if that's what he said its been a while alright

[the-acid-pear]

i hope the next saw pseudo spin off focuses on the childless Kramer sibling picking up their brother's legacy and going on a killing spree (sorry i forgot john doesnt kill) now that their brother is dead. Which is actually kind of interesting now that i write it out. I really wanna know who tf his sibling is , , ,

[amsznn]

Please I’m begging u could you write Chris x reader when reader gets wisdom teeth out. Pet names only baby

WISDOM TEETH - c.sturniolo

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“todays video is gonna be a bit different guys.” chris spoke into the camera before turning it to you, revealing you leaning on the kitchen counter. “y/n’s gonna get her wisdom teeth out!” your head quickly shifted towards the mention of ‘wisdom teeth’, unfortunately being reminded of what will be your reality in a matter of moments.

“chris stop, she’s literally fearing for her life right now.” nick said while laughing. “don’t worry y/n, its not that bad.” he said while patting your shoulder.

“i dont think i wanna go anymore.” you said quickly as you remembered how much pain nick was in while he was recovering.

“it’s gonna be alright baby, we’ll be right there.” chris reassures as he wrapped his shoulder around you, still holding the camera.

it took some convincing, and maybe some bribery from your boyfriend to get you food after the procedure, to finally convince you to get in the car and go through with getting your teeth pulled out. you had been in pain for a long time, complaining about the pain the teeth were causing you.

chris knew this and knew the best thing for you was to get them out. now you all were packed in the car with matt and chris in the front, while you and nick were in the back.

occasionally chris would reach behind his chair and allow you to hold his hand for some time. he knew as you were trying to appear calm and collected, your mind was actually racing.

but that feeling would only intensify as matt pulled into the parking lot of the dentist office. you did all the regulations upon entering the building, signing in, and waiting.

before you knew it you were in the chair, about to get those teeth pulled out.

“promise, you’ll stay?” you turned over to chris, watching him with pleading eyes as he grasped your hand in his.

“promise.”

timeskip

a couple of hours passed and you were finally off of the operating table. drowsy and unaware of where you were.

“where..where am i?” you spoke. you realized there was a strange feeling in your mouth. “waths in my mouf?!” you quickly tried to take out whatever it was from your mouth before chris stopped you.

“y/n, you need those in there baby.”

confusion took over for the rest of the day as your boyfriend completed the rest of the paper work and walked you out to the car where matt and nick were waiting.

“sooo..how’d it go?” nick asked amused as he saw your state. “nick, sit in the front i wanna sit with y/n.” chris said as he opened your side of the car door. you almost face planted as you got in but nick was quick to balance you before moving to the front seat.

chris didn’t feel like filming on the way back home since he’s sure you would kill him if he ever uploaded a video of you in this state. blabbering on and on about nothing that made sense while also questioning everything and anything.

“chrissy…why are there three of you.” you pouted before poking your boyfriend’s face, the reaching to poke matt and nick’s face as well. matt swatted your hand away and scolded you since he’s driving.

“why are you yelling at me?” you frowned at matt who you thought was chris before saying, “im breaking up with you!”

chris could only laugh at your antics causing his brothers to join in as well.

“y/n that’s matt.” he softly said while caressing your shoulder.

you made an ‘o’ shape with your mouth in realization, and muttered and apology to matt for threatening him.

you all made it back home, with chris carrying you to your shared room. as soon as he set you down on the bed it was lights out for you. immediately falling asleep in your boyfriend’s bed. he smiled as he moved his face in front of yours, softly giving you a kiss on the forehead, trying not to wake you up.

“i love you, y/n.” chris whispered, to which he got a snore in response. but thats all he needed. he knew you loved him just as much.

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a/n: sorry i didnt know how to end it but i hope you enjoyed!

[bountycancelled]

(un)secret admirer

luke castellan x child of aphrodite!reader

tip me on kofi, if you feel so inclined

requested: nope, I'm just currently obsessing over pjo (aren't we all?) and Charlie bushnell is my pookie so luke is also my pookie (what about all the people he murdered– what murdaaaa?!)

warnings: none I believe!

content: probably ooc luke becusse I haven't read the books, I don't know if demigods even nap, I don't remember the movies and he's barely in the show lol, some cuddling, lowercase intended because fuck grammar, also I know demi gods are dyslexic i just dont gaf because i thought this concept was cute, that's all!

a/n: SEND ME PJO REQS! please. also this is short and I'm sorry, I've been having horrid writers block.

"I don't get what the big deal is." Lukes voice could be heard from where he sat on your bed, as you gazed at the piece of paper in your hand, pacing back and forth in your room as you analysed its every minute detail to the best of your abilities. "you get letters from the other campers all the time."

"I already told you Luke. this handwriting isn't the same as any other letter I've gotten, so that means it's from someone who's never sent me a note before, and I need to know who it is."

you had recieved a myriad of letters ranging from 'I think you're pretty' to 'I would sacrifice my right arm just to get a hug from you' during your time here at camp. beyond being drop dead gorgeous, you were kind, always wearing a charming smile on your face, and having the ability to comfort people with your presence alone.

that (coupled with the facts that most kids here had some kind of parental baggage and your kindness definitely filled some kind of void) meant that you recieved many a words from not so secret admirers. you were sure that you knew the identities of the people who had given you sealed envelopes and tightly folded papers, but you were currently stumped.

you were startled out of your staring contest with the scribbled ink by the feeling of Lukes arms around your shoulders as he spoke. "I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually, now can you please come back to bed? you know that I can't nap if you're not with me."

you sighed, letting him lead you back to your bed so that he could rest before you two inevitable of the two of you needing to help around the camp occured. you stared up at the ceiling as he slowly started to dose off beside you, before you gasped and shot up, effectively spooking him out of a peaceful moment.

"it's Percy!" you shushed Luke before he had the chance to complain about your sudden exclamation or the fact that you weren't letting him get a wink of midday sleep. "I mean, he's just met me, and one of my friends probably told him some stuff about me–"

"it's not Percy." Luke deadpanned, pushing you down by the shoulder from the upright postpone you were sat in to make you lay back down, and wrapping his arm around your waist. you were shocked into silence, because although Luke was an affectionate friend, he had never cuddled you while he was still awake. he would always wake up and discovering that he had wrapped around you in his sleeping state, apologising sheepishly while retracting his limbs.

after a few moments of stunned silence, you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion at his statement. "and how do you know it's not him, huh?" he simply blew air from his nose, tightening his grip around your waist.

"because it was me, sweetheart."

now that shut you up fairly quickly, as you bit your lip to try to hinder the giddy smile that wanted to form on your features. you opened your mouth to speak again, only to be interrupted by Luke placing a small kiss on the back of your neck.

"we'll talk when we wake up, alright?" but you weren't having any of that. "okay... but, before you go to bed. how long have you liked me? is this actually the first letter you've sent? why wouldn't you just tell me, you idiot. obviously I like you too. I know you said some stuff that you like about me in the letter, but I want you to tell me about everything you like about me, like every feature, every trait-"

Luke chuckled, sporting a big grin as you spoke. he would tell you all of that and more, he would do anything you asked of him, just as long as he got to hold you in his arms just like this.

[shadowsingercassia]

Hiya, bb! 🫶

Vi here! Little fic request (no pressure ❤️)

So basically, it’s a Azriel x Y/N (because we all love Azzy, 🥰) Reader is Nesta’s friend and she asks if she can join the Valkyrie training and Nesta is like “ofc bb” but since they are so far in training, Nesta sets Reader up with Azriel for private training, and Az is like “ok”

But Nesta doesn’t inform our favourite bat-boy that Reader is actually really good at training and ends up kicking Azzy’s butt in their first lesson, and then Az becomes obsessed with her 😍

I’m not making much sense but I’d love to see if you could write it! If anyone can bring this story to life, it’s you 🥰

Love ya Xx ✨🤍

I absolutely love this request (always love my badass readers)!! 🤭❤️

Love you too, Vi!! Thank you for requesting this 💕

Also I'm really sorry for sometimes disappearing for a week or two 😭

So anywayssss

Training Gone... Right? | Azriel x reader

Summary: read message

Warnings: mentions of blood reader being a LITTLE violent while training with Azriel (its not too graphic dont worry!) 😌, cute little obsessed Azriel 😊💕 (also there is a curse word but ignore it) let me know if I missed anything!!

Words: 1.4k!

Little note: 3 povs, (Nesta, Azriel and reader) but mostly it's Az!

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Nesta:

Nesta looked up from her book as she saw you entering the library. A determined expression had found its way onto your face. She reached over for her bookmark, closing the book and placing it on the table beside her.

As you approached her, your steps firm and confident, she raised an eyebrow. You stopped in front of her, and your gaze met hers. She couldn't have helped it when her grey eyes softened.

"I want to learn how to fight," you state, your hands clasped behind your back. Nesta's face brike off into a smirk. Clearly, she had been waiting for you to ask her.

Knowing you, and your past, it was logical that you would want to learn how to fight, and honestly, she was eager to train you.

After that, you joined the Valkyries, training with them daily. Nesta, Gwyn, and Emerie all taught you how to fight. The different techniques and fighting styles. Nesta observed you throwing a punch at Emerie, catching her off-guard. She knew you would be almost - if not - better than the rest of the Valkyries in no time. When you were determined, nothing would get in your way.

And Nesta had gotten another thought, late at night, as she read the new novel she borrowed from the library. She would set you up to train with Azriel.

Of course, you had seen Azriel once or twice while visiting Nesta in the House of Wind, but he doesn't know you were training with the Valkyries. Nesta had made sure of that.

The next day in training, she approached you as you ran through the stretches. Sunlight hit your skin, making it look golden. Taking her place close to you, she began stretching as well. "Do you remember Azriel?" She asked, turning her head slightly to look into your face.

She saw you pause for a moment before you answered her. "The shadowsinger, right?" You asked her back, furrowing your eyebrows. Nodding, she answered, "yes, the shadowsinger."

"Right, what about him?" You asked her, confused about why she would bring him up like that. Nesta rarely spoke of the shadowsinger with you. "I was wondering if you would be alright with inviting him to train with us tomorrow," she said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.

"I wouldn't mind it, no," you said, still partially confused, but the anticipation of tomorrow gnawed at you. The door opened, Gwyn striding in, giving both you and Nesta a wave. Smiling, you wave back at her.

Reader (Y/n):

Training was surprisingly light today, and while it usually lasted longer, Nesta had retired early, then Gwyn, and lastly Emerie, leaving you alone. Not that you minded it, Nesta told you she was going to spend the afternoon with her mate, Gwyn saying Clotho needed her help in the library, and then Emerie deciding to spend the rest of the day doing her own things.

However, you wanted to train a bit more, as you always did. Perhaps that was why you had gotten so good, because you stayed about another few hours and practice what you learned that day.

As the sun slowly set behind the Illyrian mountains, the last rays disappearing beneath the horizon, you took a break. Sitting down, you roll back your shoulders, watching the sky shift from the golden hues to a dark blue. A sense of calm washed over you when the stars started appearing like bright flecks against the darkness.

You lost track of time, too deep into your thoughts to come out. Though eventually, you winnowed to your bedroom, taking a quick bath, and laying off to rest.

Azriel:

Strapping his siphons in place, he was about to go train you. Nesta had asked if he could train Y/n, and Azriel couldn't refuse.

As he winnowed to the roof of the House of Wind, he found you alone, getting ready for training. The leather trousers you wore were rolled up to your knees, letting the chill morning breeze kiss the exposed skin.

Azriel had been told by Nesta that you were a new Valkyrie. She just hadn't told him that you had started training with them more than a year ago. Nesta wasn't lying though, you were the newest member of the Valkyries (and the best one in sparring).

His gaze locked with yours, and you gave him a brief smile, which he returned, much to his surprise.

"Quick spar before the others get here?" You suggest, and Azriel nods. Wait, the others? Azriel had been told this was a private training... that's when he noticed one of his shadows, wrapped around your wrist. As his gaze locked there, your own eyes followed, looking at the shadow. You hadn't realized, he noticed as he watched your expression.

Dismissing it, he took his fighting stance, and you quickly did the same. Azriel took in your stance, eyebrows raising as he looked at your near-perfect stance. Maybe you knew a few things about sparring.

He quickly knew that 'a few things' was a lot. You threw punches, most of them hitting their marks on various parts of his body. Azriel could feel the sore spots, knowing they would bruise sooner or later. A groan slipped past his lips as your knee drove itself to his stomach. Stumbling back, he clutched his abdomen, sharp pain shooting through his body.

You didn't falter and that one moment was all it took before you landed a hook to his jaw. His face snapped sideways and he really tried to get himself together. Not even his shadows could predict you.

Suddenly, he was swept off his feet, his back hitting the training mat. The breath was knocked off his lungs and he gasped, struggling to draw air into his lungs. Every coherent thought left his mind but he managed to roll over and scramble to his feet before he could receive another blow.

You dodged most of his jabs, although a few found their targeted spots. Exhausted, that was what Azrisl was. Seemingly, you were exhausted as well, although less than him.

It didn't make sense. Azriel had been training for more than five hundred years and yet you, that have been training for cauldron knows how long, are beating him. He would be having a talk with Nesta after today.

His footwork started to falter slightly, and of course you would notice that too. Taking full advantage of his state, you manage to knock him off his feet again.

"I yield! Cauldron, I yield." He panted, his eyes closing momentarily. Once he opened his eyes again, he was met with the sight of you, hand extended to him.

Azriel froze. Before, he hadn't fully taken you in, but now, you were right in from of him, and Cauldron, you looked ethereal. He had competely forgotten his bleeding nose and the bruises that had started to bloom on his skin as he stared at you.

A thin layer of sweat coated your body, your training leathers clinging to you like a second skin. Strands had fallen free from the simple hairstyle you wore, sticking to your forehead, and falling into your eyes and you pushed them back. His gaze flickered to your parted lips, almost unconsciously, as you drew in heavy breaths. Quickly, he averted his gaze, not wanting to be caught at you, and especially not wanting to be caught staring at your lips.

Realizing he had been dozing off for too long, he grasped your hand in his. Planting his feet onto the ground, you helped pull him up. Finally standing back on his feet, his thoughts replayed Nesta's words. She's the newest Valkyrie. Mhm, he's noticed that, he thought, slightly annoyed at Nesta. Who could have thought the newest Valkyrie would be that good?

Even Nesta couldn't beat him, neither Gwyn or Emerie, and yet this woman had handed his ass to him today.

And he found himself stunned.

And perhaps a little obsessed... but he wouldn't admit that to himself.

Nobody came and as you and Azriel waited, he finally spoke. "Do you think the others will come?"

"No," you reply. After a beat of silence, you speak again. "I'll go find Nesta," you say as you walk towards the door.

"You're a worthy opponent, shadowsinger." The door closed behind you and Azriel was at a loss of words, a flush tinging his cheeks. Get it together, Az, he thought, but the image of you refused to leave his mind.

Obsessed indeed.

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a/n: I had so much fun writing this, I was giggling the whole time! Again thank you so much @anarchiii for this request! I hope you like it, because I adjusted it slightly 💓

general taglist: @blessthepizzaman @amara-moonlight @homeslices @flourishandblotts-inc @anarchiii

comment '💕' to be added to my general taglist!

Love, Cassia ❤️

[woncherie]

hello <33 finally posting part 3. i hope you guys like it!! small reminder that im not a native english speaker i hope i didnt do too many mistakes..

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: afab!reader, no pronouns used, bully!scara, bullying, sub!scara, reader makes him a sub lol, nsfw, mentions of alcohol and drugs, finger sucking, spit play, thigh riding, degradation, blackmail, rimming, pegging, pictures are taken, usage of ma'am a few times, he sucks our dick!! light spanking (please tell me if I missed something)

wc: 4.9k

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

lab reports were handed in in time, protocols werent your problem anymore and you got good grades on papers that you didnt even take a look at. things really changed after the party a few months ago.

you didnt get thrown at with food anymore, no one was there to trip you, your property wasnt destroyed anymore. its as if he completely forgot about your existence. at this point you dont even know if he remembers your face anymore, you havent seen your favourite bully in weeks other than on hallways, but even there he was very quick to choose another path to not see your face.

its been a month since the incidence in the library, and nothing else happened between you. how could anything have happened? he doesnt even look at you anymore.

at first you enjoyed your peace. people started talking to you more, you went to more partys and hangouts and met new people, but after two weeks of silence from scaramouche, you started getting a bit tense too.

you didnt expect him to actually leave you alone. you thought he would be putting up more of a fight than just puss out like a small kid, and no matter how hard it was to admit.. you kinda missed him.

at one point you got so annoyed with his behaviour that you even tried to meet him yourself, bumping into him in the hallway to start a conversation, but all he did was apologize half-assed and then go back on his way, not even taking a glimpse of your face or outfit (which he used to love to make fun of).

you were fed up with him. you cannot believe that after everything that happened between the two of you he can just act like nothing happened, going on with his life without even thinking about you. him ignoring you made you even more mad than when he gave you too much attention.

it was hard to admit, but the indigo haired man never left your thoughts. it wasnt like you two actively talked before, but now all you did was wonder. about him, about how his day was, what he did, how he is feeling.

the irritation was written all over your face, and all that albedo could do was watch from the sidelines. you still didnt tell him what happened, at this point you were so far into this shit you dont even know how to explain anything.

"is everything alright?" he said after a few days, laying on his tummy on the floor of your apartment, your organic chemistry book in front of him, but instead of studying he just put his head on it, using it as a pillow.

"what should be wrong?" you mumbled, scrolling through instagram right next to him on your carpet. your head was at his feet and his at yours, taking a look over to him when he spoke up.

you two ordered some take out and waited impatiently on the delivery before going back to studying. exams were getting closer again.

"you seem to be lost in thoughts the past few three weeks. is everything right between scaramouche and you?" he asked while checking the time on his watch.

"yeah, what should be wr- wait what." your heart dropped for a second and you threw your phone away, sitting up straight. "how did you-" you started.

"oh c'mon." he answered and rolled his eyes. "respect my intelligence. it doesnt take a genius to understand that at least something happened between the two of you."

you looked at him with wide eyes, shame and guilt being written all over your face. "how..??"

"just look at you two and how you act around each other. you two are practically undressing each other with your eyes during the lectures."

you hid your face in the palm of your hands, embarrassed at the whole situation. "i am so so sorry. i shouldve told you." you apologized. "i was just.. scared about your reaction?"

"you should be." he returned, sitting up slowly before looking at you. "i have a lot of things to say about that special relationship. but maybe you should explain what happened before." he gave you the opportunity to explain.

you threw yourself at albedo and hugged him tightly. "oh my god, i need to tell you so much that happened. ok so remember ittos party.."

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scaramouche was currently laying in bed, another random women naked next to him. he tried everything, he tried everything, to forget you.

your ugly face followed him in his darkest dreams, your annoying character was running around in his head all the time, and he even caught himself daydreaming about the two of you every once in a while. all the time.

but absolutely nothing was helping him. he thought maybe he just needed to get laid again, to have any random chick pleasure him for the night and he would get back to be his old self, that he was just thinking with his dick the past few weeks, but no. even after sleeping with multiple women who werent even good to begin with, he couldnt get you out of his head.

he was frustrated, so fucking annoyed, that he let it out on everyone who is somewhat close to him. his friends were trying to figure out what or who made him so miserable, but he doesnt talk to anyone of them.

instead of approaching you and talking it out he decided it would be the better idea to just party, smoke and drink his feelings away. after a few days he would forget you and what happened. but thats what he told himself for weeks now.

the women next to him came closer, trying to touch his chest, but he just hissed at her. "do me a favour and fuck off." he didnt even know her name. he didnt care enough to ask. he couldnt even describe what she looked like.

"h..huh?" he heard her gasp next to him, feeling a bit betrayed by his behaviour right now. "did i do someth-"

"fuck off i said." he groaned, using his arm to place it over his eyes. he just hoped that she would leave as quickly as she came, letting him pity himself in peace without anyone chewing his ear off or them expecting that he cares about them.

he didnt care about anyone of them, fuck, he doesnt even know their names, the only name in his head was yours. and he was sick of it.

the girl stood up and grabbed her clothes, leaving the room as she put them on again, and scaramouche let out a deep groan when he heard the front door closing. fucking finally.

he turned around in his bed, laying on his stomach and checking his phone. he was hoping that maybe you would text him again, but you didnt.

he took his pillow and threw it over his head, trying to burry himself in his bed, trying to burry these feelings.

what were you doing right now? were you together with your ugly blonde friend again?

just thinking about albedo makes him wanna throw a few punches around the room. he never cared about that nerd anyway, his victim always being you, but right now? he's exploding just thinking that you spend your precious time with albedo than rather messaging him, or talking to him.

what did you even see in him? he's fucking boring, head constantly hiding between a few books. he probably doesnt even have a personality to begin with.

were you sleeping with him?

after all the things you did to scaramouche, he wouldnt be doubting that you maybe also fucked around with your best friend. the thought of it made him jump out of his bed, throwing his pillow against a wall before heading to the shower.

he was so lovesick, he couldnt even admit how jealous he was. fuck, he misses you. he misses you so much that he set his mind to visit you after showering, even though he tried his best to ignore you. he couldnt do that anymore.

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you were laying on your bed, your books and tablet scattered around you. you tried to concentrate on your studies, on how you felt before you started to fuck around with scaramouche, but you only sighed frustratedly. albedo was right. this was all a big mistake.

albedo left some hours ago, giving you some space for yourself to think about the whole situation, but you instead chose to study and ignore the aching pain in your chest.

albedo gave you a whole lecture on how stupid you were, on how you're gonna get your feelings hurt and mind destroyed by scaramouche, and you knew he was right, you really did, but you couldnt help but feel the way you feel right now.

your train of thoughts got interrupted as someone started banging against your door furiously, and you stood up in surprise and hurried to the door, not checking who it was before opening it.

in front of you stood your favourite indigo eyed man, hair messy and very obviously annoyed and irritated. he didnt even ask or say anything, just pushed you away to enter your apartment.

you were surprised to see him here, after ignoring you for weeks and getting out of your way on purpose when it always used to be the other way around.

"i fucking hate you!" he shouted in your face, pacing around in your apartment, trying to find any words.

"chill out for a second, handsome, how did you find my address?" you asked him, closing the door behind him after scaramouche entered your comfy 25 m².

he just rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips. "ask me something more difficult next time." he quoted his old text messages.

"the fuck you want here anyway?" you answered him annoyed but also somewhat adrenalized. this is the first time you talked again after like 2 weeks? 3 weeks? you couldnt even remember yourself.

"you! i fucking hate you." he yelled again, coming closer to you before using his arms to push you around a bit, getting physical with you. you stumbled a few steps back but caught yourself in time before landing on your ass.

"you just show up in my life and turn everything around without even thinking about me!" he cried out, his own hands finding its way in his hands and pulling on his own hair. "the past few weeks i tried everything to forget you, to forget the way you make me feel, but.. i just cant."

you raised your eyebrows in shock, not expecting a confession like this when he first entered your home furiously. "what do you mean?"

"FUCK. i mean that i cant stop thinking about you. i cant stop thinking about how you touch me. you ruined me for everyone else. no one compares to how you make me feel, and i hate you so much for this." he paced around your small room again, his eyes moving around from you to the floor and to you again, arms moving around everywhere.

he was stressed as hell, and he didnt know why he was here, in front of you, digging his own grave, but there he is, embarrassing himself to his bones.

and all you did was stand in front of him, looking at him with wide eyes, mouth opening and closing like a fish, trying to find fitting words. you couldnt explain how you were feeling right now, you just knew that you were incredibly happy and relieved.

"say something." scaramouche nearly begged, being frustrated with the whole situation.

he wanted things to go back to normal, to have you under him, doing anything he says without being told twice, to do all uni work and still humiliate you for funsies.

but thinking about going back to that time also hurt him, thinking about how you wouldnt talk to him more than you needed to is something he didnt want.

you slowly stepped up to him again, definitely getting closer to him and his personal space than anyone else dares to do, and you use your finger to lift his chin up, looking at him mockingly.

"now was that so hard to say?" you looked down in him. his face turned red again, trying to ignore your wandering eyes on his face, looking on the floor, eyelashes already a bit wet from shame and embarrassment.

"look at me when im talking to you." you demanded, squishing his cheeks between your fingers again and he looked up to you, breath stammering and gulping.

"is this what you want?" you raised one eyebrow mockingly, the grin on your face getting bigger and bigger.

scaramouche became frustrated with your behaviour again, too embarrassed to admit that yes, he needed this.

instead of answering, he pushed you back again, but followed you, shoving you on your own bed.

your back was pressed to the mattress and scaramouche sat down in your lap, leaning forwards before he pressed his lips on yours aggressively.

you were surprised at how eager he was, but no way would you let him lead and dominate you. this is your job.

you threw off all the books and your tablet from the bed with your arm in one swift motion, and then grabbing scaramouches waist as you change position, rolling on top of him while he is laying underneath you.

he didnt let go of the kiss, of you, his arms wrapped around your neck while your hands press down on the mattress beside each side of his head.

he let out some soft sighs and pants throughout the kiss, occasionally letting out a gasp or muffled moan.

you took the opportunity of you being on top, pressing your ass on his dick and making him moan more often now.

his hands wandered from your neck into your hair, pulling on them desperately as you suck on his tongue. god damn it, he felt fucking amazing.

you started undressing him slowly, breaking the kiss to remove his shirt, your lips on his right afterwards again before he could even take in a breath.

you didnt care though. you waited so long for him, you want to break him apart now.

you started kissing from his lips down to his jaw and neck, giving him bites and hickies all over that area. "you've been waiting for this for quite some time now, havent you?" you teased him, rocking your hips on his as you gave his collarbone special attention.

"fuck.. fuck yes." he groaned out, trying to grab your hips but you grabbed his hands immediately, pressing them down above his head.

"dont even think about this." you threaten him, and he looks at you with wide eyes. "i will not be touching you if you dont listen to me. understood?" scaramouches eyes widen in surprise, ready to whine out. he cant have you leaving him hanging once again, he needs you more than anyone else right now, so all he did was nod and look into your eyes.

"use your words." you demanded.

"y..yes."

"is that all?" you asked in a harsh tone, making him feel so much smaller than he actually is underneath you. his face got a soft pink blush around his nose and he looked away, everywhere else but in your face right now. "yes.. m..ma'am."

you could feel your pussy clench at the way he looked so embarrassed as he called you this name. you lived for embarrassing him.

"good boy." you answered and you could feel his dick twitch right through the shorts you were wearing.

you started kissing his body again, this time taking your time at his chest as you felt it heaving so cutely for you. "id love to fuck these tits." you grinned, looking up to him and seeing him hide his face inside the crook of his arm. "maybe next time."

his heart stopped beating for a second before it sped up in pace right afterwards. next time?

but before he could ask anything, you stood up from his lap, grabbing his waist once again before turning him around and pulling his pants down in one swift motion.

"H..HUH?" he asked surprised, looking back to you and seeing you eyeing his ass again. just thinking about what happened last time made his dick throb in his underwear, already being stained by precum anyway.

you were very happy with how things were right now, scaramouche underneath you and submissive, letting you use his body to your liking.

"ever got your ass pegged?" you looked up to him with a big grin, visibly ecstatic before pulling his boxers down too and touching his butt.

"n..no why the fuck should-?" but before he could finish his sentence you sinked your sharp teeth into his ass, biting him until there was evidence of your teeth on his butt.

he let out a small scream and let his head fall back into his neck, eyes closed in pleasure and pain. "i fucking hate you." he then said and you only giggled silently.

you stood up from his legs, grabbing into your nightstand to pull out your pretty pink dildo and scaramouches eyes widened in shock and lust, jumping up immediately.

"aint no way this gonna fit.." he mumbles.

"dont worry. ill make it fit." you returned, grabbing his hair and pulling him closer to your face again, pressing your lips on his harshly.

he opened his mouth instantly, welcoming your tongue in his mouth. fuck, he really cant resist your touch.

he leaned into the kiss and let out a small moan when your fingers graced his dick, playing with the tip and using his precum to make him wetter.

you let go off his lips and his dick and he let out a whine. he waited so long for this, dont stop now.

but instead of kissing him again, you leaned a bit back and pressed he colorful dildo on his lips, and he looked at you, slightly confused.

"what are you-?" he started, but you already pushed the tip of the sex toy into his mouth.

"sadly i didnt prepare any lube.. guess your spit has to make it wet now."

seeing scaramouche choke on the dildo made your heart swell in pride and joy, he really looked majestic like that. he grabbed your hand quickly, scared that you might shove it down his throat completely.

his heart was beating faster, scared of messing up. it was the first time of him sucking on a cock, he didnt want to look like a fool, he didnt want to disappoint you.

he tried to relax his throat to take the toy more in, sucking on it and looking at you through his lashes. inch for inch he took more in, putting on a small show for you.

you couldnt help but gasp a bit, pussy wet and aching for him. but you had to hold back, this was about him and his pleasure now.

"see, so you can be a good boy for me without throwing a tantrum. no need to be so bratty all the time.~" you teased him and he tried to look at you angrily, the toy in his mouth ruining it a bit for him.

you were still in your clothes which bothered both you and him, so you let go of the dildo in your hand, but scaramouche held it firmly anyway.

you quickly got rid of your shirt and shorts, sitting in front of him in your underwear while he was completely naked. when scaramouche saw your body in front of him, so close, he let go of the sex toy in his mouth and instead stared at you, biting his lip, trying to hide the faint blush on his face. he thought that you looked stunning.

you took the dildo out of his hand and kissed him again, pressing him onto his back while he leaned into the kiss, hands grabbing into your hair.

while kissing him you grabbed into your nightstand again, this time pulling out a bottle of lube.

scaramouche opened his eyes at the noise and let go of you when he saw the bottle. "wait what?? didnt you say you dont have any?" he bickered around and you laughed silently. "of course i have lube. i just wanted to see you suck on my dick." you teased him once again.

"you fucking bitch." he returned, visibly angry and embarrassed again, hiding half his face with his hand.

"oh c'mon, you looked really stunning. the show you put on made me nearly loose my control." you said as you kissed his jaw and neck downwards to his chest and tummy, getting dangerously close to his dick, which was still standing and throbbing regularly.

"cute. how can you satisfy anyone with this small cute dick?" you bullied him and he turned his face away in shame. "fuck off." was all he said, ready to shove his foot up your face but you only giggled and pressed a kiss on the inside of his tender thigh.

you heard him let out a small whimper, back finally relaxing against your pillows as he closed his eyes. you just smiled against his thigh and pressed down a few more kisses on them before taking the bottle of lube, opening it and using it on your fingers.

you grabbed the insides of scaramouches knees and pressed them up to his hands, signaling him to hold them.

it was embarrassing for him, but he didnt care anymore. he just wanted you on top of him, destroying him completely, so he held his legs and spread them, being completely naked and open for you. "good boy.." you mumbled as your fingers started rubbing on his anus, making him shudder at the cold feeling.

"we need a safeword." you said, looking up to his face and he opened his eyes in frustration. he thought you would finally fuck him properly.

"safeword?"

"yeah.. in case you dont like it anymore." you explained it.

"i know what a safeword is you dumb fuck." he said angrily, and you gave him a slap on his dick, making him moan out in pain and pleasure, arching his back and shoving his butt closer to you.

"dont get too comfy now." you said, and he looked at you apologetically.

"fuck just choose anything! i dont care."

you took his dick into your hand, stroking him a few times and watching him mewl in pleasure.

"coconut?" you asked.

"y..yeah yeah whatever" he said, enjoying the pleasure that you were giving him right now.

you took your lube smeared fingers and slowly inserted one inside of him while watching his face and facial features.

his eyelids fluttered and he bit his lip, grabbing the bedsheets as he tried to get used to the unknown feeling. you didnt move your finger yet, waiting for his consent.

he slowly opened his eyes and gave you a nod, signaling you to move your finger, so you did. you kissed him on the lips again, trying to make him ignore the initial pain in his butt.

he wrapped his arms around your body again, kissing you a bit sloppily as he moans into the kiss, moving back onto your fingers.

after a few minutes you heard him mumble against your lips. "m..more" he said before pressing his lips on yours again. you took the invitation to slowly insert a second finger into him and you felt him flinch and whimper against your lips. you let go off the kiss too look at him, but he pulled you back down again, not wanting to let go of the kiss.

you moved your fingers and he whimpered against your lips, biting down on your underlip. man, you really wanted to ravish him, but you had to hold yourself back a little more, for him.

you started scissoring your fingers and scaramouche started enjoying it a bit more, all kinds of moans and groans leaving his mouth. "f..fuck this feels so.." he started, but got lost in pleasure, losing his train of thought once again.

after a few more seconds you pulled out of him, making him shudder underneath you, opening his eyes slightly to look at you. "just do it now." he started bothering you again and you gave him a slap on his thigh. "shut up."

you grabbed underneath the bed and pulled out your strap on, making his face heat up slightly, but you only smiled at his reaction and put it on.

you’d never ever felt this way around anyone before - you could feel your panties growing more soaked by the second from anticipation. but it really wasnt about you right now, it was about him.

scaramouche really didnt expect to be fucked senseless when he made his way over to your home, and yet, his mouth was dry and his face was hot with embarrassment? fear? neediness? he didnt know. all he knew was that he wanted this feeling gone and your body on top of him.

scaramouche sighed happily when he felt the toy slowly, very slowly gliding into him, head falling back as he winced at the initial pain. you paused for a moment, letting him get used to the feeling.

after a few seconds he nodded again, signaling you to push in deeper. he groaned as you pushed in further, the size of you causing a burning sensation, even despite the lube and preparation earlier.

you pressed light kisses around his forehead, cheeks, jaw, neck, trying to calm him down.

he breathed heavily as you pushed in more, more, more, filling him up deliciously before bottoming out inside of him. scaramouche felt like his whole skin was burning hot, tears pricking in his eyes as he grabbed your arms, pulling you down to him and pressing your body on his as he wrapped his arms around your body.

you pushed your hips back towards his, rolling your hips in a slow pace as his body twitched underneath you.

"fu.. fuck i hate you so much." he reminded you again and you laughed in a low tone, pushing his sweaty hair out of his face. "want me to stop?" you asked and he locked his legs behind your back, taking up your space to move away.

"no!!" he gasped as you continued to pound into him, head thrown back into the pillows as moans, grunts, your name and even a few ma'ams leave his lips continuously. a very visible bulge appearing on his stomach made him gasp out, tears leaving his eyes and smearing all over his face. "dont stop, fuck, please dont stop.." he moaned out loudly.

"i should stop." you continued to tease him. "after all these months of you destroying my life, it really should be fair if i leave you hanging." you grabbed the inside of his knees, pressing them to his chest and putting him into a mating press. "you deserve this."

scaramouches mouth was left open, tongue hanging out and drool leaving his mouth. he was completely gone, trying his hardest to concentrate on what to say. "s..so-sorry. im so sorry fuck im sorry" he slurred out, trying his hardest to not come too quickly.

"is this how your mother taught you to apologize?" you grunted, slapping his thigh and ass hard, making him mewl out.

"fuuck I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have- I shouldn't have put through you all tha-fuckk." he moaned out, looking down to where your and his body connected.

"I will stop I will stop I promise I won't bother you anymore just please..make me cum." hearing him choke on his own words made your chest fill with pride. you finally broke him.

his hands tried to hold anything of you, grabbing your bra that you still wore and opening it, throwing it away, his eyes all over your chest now, watching the way they bounce while you fuck him hard.

he was fucked out and you barely even started, using his body as a mere fleshlight for your toy, teeth gritting as he felt a familiar sensation build up in his stomach as the toy continuously pushed against his prostate, making him see stars through the tears in his eyes.

"cu- cumming. fuck im so closesoclosesoclose" he slurred out, completely drunk on pleasure.

"eyes on me." you demanded, and he looked up from your chest to your eyes. "want you to look at me as you come." you continued, and scaramouches heart skipped a beat. fuck. you really wrapped him around your finger.

you took your hand and grabbed his penis, playing and stroking him a bit to increase the pleasure, sending him off the edge as he came all over his body and your hand. you took a few seconds to fuck him through his orgasm before slowly standing still, only both of your heavy breathings heard in the apartment.

you smeared the cum that was left on your hand on his chest and stomach, painting him full with it as you teased him again, his body still shaking and spasming underneath you.

"fuck, i could do this all day." you said and he bit his lips at the thought of that.

"not gonna take any pictures this time?" he asked and you grabbed the polaroid camera on your nightstand.

"oh you bet i will."

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HELLOO <33 this is gonna be the last part i dont think i have much to add to the story anymore.. i hope you all enjoyed it and thank you so much for hyping me up the past 2 weeks <3 it really meant a lot, you guys made my days and nights.

[piffany666]

OK just one more punk progeny won't hurt ~

Chapter 8: exceptions

(Ftm trans Bright eyes - uses he/him pronouns)

(Lovely demi girl - uses they/she pronouns)

Fred's eyes lingered on the door that was closed behind Bright and Porter.

He had so much to think about after that meeting, and yet he couldn't distract himself from the interaction he had just witnessed.

Fred's pov:

Well...those two seemed to...get along.

Wait. What am I doing? Some crazy stuff just happened and I'm more focused on who Brights...associating with!?

....this is all.....a lot.

We don't talk for a few months and suddenly he's on his way to become a Prince!?

I know how stubborn he is but you'd think he'd at least tell me SOMETHING

Actually no. I know that no matter what Bright would've kept this from me for as long as he could. But Sam. Sam should have said something. Hell he's the one who apparently gave William permission to take him in! And since when did Bright get so close to William anyway?!

.........no. dont think that. Thats not-

"You alright kiddo?"

End of Freds pov.

Sam interrupted his spiraling thoughts.

"I'm...no i-i don't know"

Sam sighed, then sat beside him.

"Thought so. Listen, I'm sorry I didn't say anything about this sooner. It's just....you know Bright, he would've been pissed off to high heaven if I'd told you his business, and besides, it wasn't a definite dissension. Hell, I only just found out that he'd made his choice. I would've thought he'd have told you by now, if only to claim bragging rights"

"Nah, we stopped talking after we had that arrangement, and when Bright wants to avoid someone -"

He stopped himself for a moment, collected his thoughts then sighed.

"Let's just say he wouldn't brake the silence, even if he had something to brag about"

For a moment, the two just sat there. There was never much talking whenever they were together. Sam always showed his feelings best through actions, and while Fred was actually the tipe to believe talking is the best road to success in any relationship, they managed to maintain a fairly healthy one. The same couldn't be said for Bright and Sam, who, despite having many things in common, such as communication skills, couldn't stand each other.

The thought that almost made its way into Fred's head sat threateningly at the gates of his subconscious.

Sam sensed there was something Fred wanted to say. In the past, he would have let him be and allowed Fred to come to him when he felt comfortable to do so. However.

"Hey, whatcha thinking about ?"

"I-it just"

Fred tried to tell himself that what he wanted to say was wrong and, to an extent, cruel. Then he remembered the way Bright looked at Porter just now.

And he let it out.

"It just doesn't seem fair! He gets us both killed, he's disrespectful towards you, he ignores me and how is he punished? By becoming royalty!?"

As Fred said this he shot up from his seat.

Once he had finished he exhaled heavily as if holding that thought in was the equivalent of holding his breath.

"......your right. It's not fair"

Replied Sam after a moment.

"Believe me when I say I do understand, but you have to understand that William is a better fit for Bright. He'll be able to handle him better than I ever could, him being a Prince as a result of that is just an....unfortunate catch"

Freds outburst caught the attention of Vincent and Lovely.

Alexis didnt seem to care, or at least thats what she made it seem like.

The room was silent however Vincent could feel a disturbance in Lovely's emotions.

"Hey, Lovely, are you ok?"

He asked as his hand sliped into theirs.

"Im. Fine."

They said through their teeth.

Their tone seemed almost stern...?

Vincent took their word for it but noted that this conversation seemed to have an....effect on them.

He took their hand and squeezing it for a moment.

Suddenly, after retreating for a short while, William returned to the common room.

He began to adress alexis.

"Alexis, i know i said i wanted Bright and Porter to get more acquainted, however, it completely slipped my mind that i have a meeting scheduled with Porter in less than 20 minutes, could you at some point retrieve him and bring him to me?"

She gave a nonchalant hand gesture that suggested that she would do so whenever it best suited her.

"Good, the rest of you are permitted to disperse you know?"

"We're aware we were just trying to asses the situation"

Replied Sam.

"Fair enough, however, its getting early, so please try and be conscious of time, if it comes down to it, you could spend the day here?"

"Nah i appreciate it but i gotta get back"

"Alright, then keep an eye on the time Samuel"

"Yes your highness"

At that, his majesty dispersed and retreated to his study.

The remaining vampires paused for a moment, silently debating whether or not they wanted to continue the precious topic of conversation and subconsciously arguing over who would be the one to continue if they were to do so.

Fred was still being taunted by the image of Bright's eyes and the way he looked at Porter.

He had only ever seen that look on very specific occasions and he was far from the only one to be greeted with such a look.

And by the way they left together Fred was met with the reality that he wouldn't be the last.

His fists gripped the fabric of the couch.

"Bright should at least have to apologise to you before being made prince..."

Sam spent a few minutes hesitating between whether or not to answer that. Then he replied.

"I agree"

Once sam had responded, fred took that as a sighn to continue.

"After everything hes done, he think he can just up and leave?"

Sam sighed. There was no point in trying to maintain some sort of moral high ground and pretend like he didnt agree with him.

"I dont know what i expected, but yeah, showing me at least some gratitude would do him some good. He didnt even havd the decency to tell me himself, we havent talked in God knows how long, ive had to get all my information on this whole mess of a situation throught william"

Sam felt the same weight leave him as fred felt when he finally let his true feelings out.

"I-im sorry Sam, but i dont think William is right for Bright. I get that hes the king but what has Bright eyes ever done to get a promotion this big?! Ive had to suffer so much because of him and the only person to console me has been you, not my supposed best friend, you"

"Well-"

Sam looked around for a moment to check to see if alexis was still there but to his relief, she had silently disappeared. Despite this he still lowered his voice as he said.

"We all know how good william is at picking his progeny, not you vincent! You know i dont mean you"

He said this as soon as he saw Vincent gering up to say somthing.

Vincent slumped back into his seat, he notice again how tense Lovely looked.

"Do...do you think hes going to end up like alexis?"

Fred asked with trepidation.

Sam winced after hearing this. Then answered.

"Alexis is the way she is for a number of reasons. Bright and Alexis are very diffrent people, no matter how similar their....behaviour might be, however, that dosnt mean i dont think this...promotion will change Bright for the worst. Because i KNOW that it will"

He chose his words very carefully.

Lovely's face had gone dark by this point, Vincent was really begining to worry.

"If William were to allow him access to any of his possessions or any of the privileges that come with being his progeny it would make even worse of a reckless monster out of him"

Sam knew that alexis and Bright eyes are different people, but adam and alexis where both testaments to what this kind of power could do to a person, so Fred's concerns began to cloud Sam's mind.

"What do those 'privileges' entail exactly?"

Fred was naturally curious as to what kind of luxury would be at Brights disposal.

"Just the same as whats available to Vincent and alexis, money, real estate, just general expensive sh*t he dosnt need"

Another disapproving glance from Vincent, who was begining to question the implication of what sam was saying in regards to his 'privileges'.

"Oh great because thats exactly what he needs"

The irony and sarcasm in his tone dripped from every word that came out of his mouth.

Right before he was about to continue, he was interrupted by Lovely, who stood up as she said.

"I have a question"

Vincent's hand sliped out of hers as she made a fist.

"Why don't talk about me the way you do Bright eyes?"

.........

This question baffled Sam and confused Fred. Vincent's mouth parted slightly in shock.

"What?"

Sam asked coldly.

"Why. Dont you. Talk about me. The way you do. Bright eyes?"

She shortened her statement but started it just as bluntly as she did previously.

She didn't give Sam a moment to respond when they turned her attention towards fred.

"How old is Bright eyes?"

"W-what? What dose that have to do with-?"

"Answer the question. How old is Bright eyes?"

What Lovely was really asking was 'how old was he when he was turned' but its not like he'd aged since then. Or will age from then on.

"19.....same as me"

He answered while looking up at lovely, Fred had never considered Lovely to be an authority figure but he certainly did now.

"Right. You wanna know how old i was when i went to wonder world?"

Fred flinched at the mention of the place of his turning.

"24. I was 24. I went there and was given a warning and you know what i did? I went back there. Im an adult and i didnt know better, so what? Should Bright have known better? And if thats what you think then why. Dont you treat me. The way you treat. Him?"

Everyone was silent. This was a side of Lovely that neither sam nor Fred had ever seen before.

Vincent knew better than to make Lovely mad for this exact reason.

"Whats your point?"

Asked Sam, who immediately came to regret asking.

"My point is you need to give Bright some damn slack! From the moment he was turned you blamed him for what happend. He's a babby! Im a grown ass adult!"

They bellowed at Sam then turned their attention towards Fredrick.

"And look, i know you blame him because he peer pressured you into going into wonder world that night, i appreciate that, but you cant act like you where the only one hurt by his mistakes"

Vincent was begining to consider stepping in.

Lovely once again addressed Sam.

"He made a mistake! A stupid, life changing mistake! No one in this room can say they haven't done that, and yet you wasted no time making sure he knew it was his fault! Would you have done that to me? Imagine if somone did that to you when you where first turned. Imagine if somone told you to have known better? Imagine if somone told you to drive safer!

"Lovely!"

Vincent finally stepped in, interrupting her explosive rant, not entirely on purpose, he simply shouted at her out of shock.

This seemed to cause Lovely to realise the severity of what they just said and she began to blush out of embarrassment and shame.

Their head bowed as she tried to avoid facing Sam.

"I-im sorry i-i have to go"

She rushed out of the room, vincent tried to go after her but stopped himself.

She just needed time to cool off.

"I should go"

Sam said as he stood up.

Vincent didn't want him to feel like he needed to leave, but he knew he couldn't convince him to stay any longer.

Besides, the sun was bound to come up soon.

"C-can i go with you? I dont wanna have to spend the day here"

Fred's room was directly next to Bright's.

He wasn't an idiot. He knew from that look Bright gave Porter that Bright didnt intend to spend the day alone.

"Yeah, come on kiddo lets go"

Sam replied, fred stood up and they made their way out.

Lovely was aimlessly wandering around the manor.

She wanted to talk to Bright eyes. Ever since he got here sam discouraged everyone from talking to him, saying he wasn't 'sociable' or 'particularly friendly'.

But what would she even say?

She thought,

'Hello i know we've never had a real conversation but i just defended your honour. Could we be friends now?'

Lovely groaned.

Then she turned a corner and immediately bumped into alexis.

"OWW!"

"Ah! Oh! S-sorry i-"

"Ugh its fine i was actually looking for you anyway"

"R-really...?"

Lovely couldn't name a time alexis had even had a real conversation with her, let alone activly seek her out.

"W-why...?"

Lovely asked hesitantly.

"I just ran into Bright eyes....and Porter"

Her lips curved into a smug smile.

"Lets just say i caught them at a....bad time~"

"Oh? OH"

Lovely had a good idea of what alexis was refering to.

At first they were suprised, then worried.

Lovely knew how much Vincent hated Porter, hell she hated him arguably just as much and Vincent had taken a huge liking to Bright eyes. Lovely found it adorable how happy Vincent was at the prospect of a little brother, so how would he feel about this?

"Aha~ Porter told me hed rather not lose his head telling vincent himself but he knew i couldnt just keep this to myself, so im on my way to tell him in his sted, i suggest you dont bring this up with Vincent, he's got enough on his mind, he most likely would want to avoid this information as much as possible, at least until after the summit"

"Yes of course"

Lovely knew how much pressured Vincent was under, they didnt want to add to it by bringing this up.

And besides, if alexis was going to tell him anyway then hed talk about it with her when he felt ready.

"Alright then, where are you going?"

"Oh! I was on my way to see Bright but if he's....busy i-"

"Oh dont worry, when i walked in on them Porter chased me away as opposed to staying with Bright eyes, my best guess is that Bright got sick of waiting for him to come back so he went back to his room"

Lovely was suprised by her intuition.

"A-alright then, ill go see if he's there"

Alexis hummed then made her way past them.

Lovely still didnt know what she'd say to him.

Once she had turned the corrner that she had previously attempted to turn before bumping into alexis, her eyes where met with something she believed to be the answere to her dilemma.

@darlin-collins thank you for proof reading!

@anexistingexistence thank you for the dialog recommendations

@you-think-i-care-mate

[mrs-monaghan]

Do you have a video for the bv4 instance that you guys mentioned where jk had to collect himself?

Hello my dear. Mizgator our queen of analysis talks about it here starting from the 14:12 minute mark. She explains the sexual tension though but doesn't bring up the footsie. So it will be my pleasure 😁😁😁

First of all. Here is JK shamelessly turning on his man. Before we continue there's a few things you have to understand. BTS were on break and Jimin went to Paris and Hawaii while JK stayed in SK. (Yes they saw eo for a few hours for JK's surprise bday but I'm sure it wasn't enough. No way) So they didn't see eo much. And BV 4 started like as soon as Jimin landed. Like he came home the day before and then the next day they were shooting BV4 ep 1. So my guess is, Jikook had not...... well. They had not. Alright? Not for a while anyway. So a simple footsie like that, would have driven anyone crazy. Especially if your sex life is usually off the chain. Which by some of the things we have accidentally witnessed, I think its safe to say Jikook know how to have fun.

JK said yes. He enjoyed having his hands tied during ON 😏😏

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Now I'm not saying these motherfuckers are kinky, but that's exactly what I'm saying 🙈

Okay. So anon this is the sequence. JK's toes are proper digging into his boyfriend's leg. And Jimin can pretend he is not paying attention because he's busy talking, but that man can feel every, single, press of what JK is doing

If you watch the video I linked above JK was proper pressing in on Jimin's leg. There is no way to ignore that.

Then suddenly Jhope asks Jimin;

And that's when JK gets up to leave. He was like; babe, you're on your own 🤣 And Jimin answers while looking at JK who is leaving;

Jhope for some reason keeps probing. 😂😂Note RM has his eyes on JK. This man knows Jikook and knows them very well. He was sus of JK and that's why he's watching him.

Lets keep in mind that indeed this room was actually very hot. SOPE switched seats because it was too hot. So keep in mind that this room is HOT. Okay? It's important.

So after getting the 3rd degree from Hobi as to why he was hot or if he was embarassed, Jimin gives the game away by looking at the Jimcock. Now this, is what let me know the dude was in hornyland.

What are u looking at Jimin? 🧐 what did JK do to you? 🤭🤭 So anyway, the culprit comes back with a whole ass coat on. Remember how we said the room was hot? Yeah.... why does JK have a coat on??

So anon like u mentioned, here is where Jikookers think JK went to the bathroom or outside to cool off/collect himself because he was hard. But I, think JK went to grab this coat so he could cover the Jungkonda. He didn't leave for long and when he came back he worked real hard to keep that place covered. So mans was still h.a.r.d

Moving on swiftly, Jimin pulls a Suga, and refuses to look up during the group toast.

Gee, I wonder why 🤔

So I know Jikook were sharing a room. Now while I believe they cuddled and then went back to their respective beds in the morning for shooting, I dont believe that's where the love making took place. I believe it was in the RV outside. No one was was using it and everyone was inside and they could be as loud as they wanted get all the privacy they needed. It had been a while. Privacy was required 😉

Damn. See why I said this blog aint for underage peeps? Anyway. Jikook is real.

[neoneun-au]

doyoung + positive + urban fantasy 🫶

ok its done and i really dont know how i feel about it tbh fhcdjh hopefully you like it well enough tho !! its the closest to fluff i ever really get lol

witch!doyoung x witch!reader | light urban fantasy au, doctor au, fluff | 1.1k words

“The doctor will see you now,” Yeri, the clinic nurse, grins at you–smile sparkling like the periwinkle wings on her back. You thank her and head down the hallway towards the usual examination room, eyes glancing over the array of posters adorning the walls. 

Trouble Shifitng? We Can Help! Talk to your Doctor today

Are You Experiencing Wing Droop? 

Cursed By A Witch? Get it Lifted. Tuesday-Thursday at our Auxiliary Clinic Downtown! 

You slip off your coat and bag and hop onto the exam table, paper crinkling under your weight as you adjust before settling down and waiting. It only takes a few minutes in the sanitized silence of the room before the door swings open and Doyoung enters, brow creased in thought as he reads over your chart. He looks up at you and the expression shifts–first to one of happiness, then a flutter of worry, until it settles finally on the pursed lips and drawn eyes of annoyance. 

“I told you I wouldn’t have time to visit as much this week, the clinic has been busy and–”

“Dr. Kim, is that any way to talk to a patient?” you tease, pausing him before the lecture gets too far along. 

“You made an appointment?” He looks suspicious, likely recalling the numerous times you had cajoled Yeri to let you into the back of the clinic to see him without warning. You nod in the affirmative, but the suspicion remains clear on his face. “For an actual, medical reason?” You nod again. He sighs in resignation, setting your file down and moving to wash his hands. You watch him, evaluating the tired droop of his shoulders and the lines of worry creasing at the corners of his eyes. A small pang of guilt reverberates through your core, maybe you should have waited to see him, but then you remember your reasons and swallow the guilt back down before it resurfaces. 

“Alright,” he starts, “what seems to be the issue?”

“Well, I’ve been having these strange heart palpitations and it’s causing some sparking in the fingers–” you start and his eyes widen. 

“They have? Why didn’t you say anything earlier?” The mood in the room shifts markedly, worry leaking out through his aura and probing at the edges of your own. “How long has this been happening?” He removes the stethoscope from around his neck, placing it over your heart while you talk. 

“I don’t know, it’s only been a few days and it wasn’t that bad. You seemed pretty busy and Yeri said you didn’t have any appointments until now so I just kept an eye on it,” you mutter your excuses while he picks up your hands, turning them over in his own gloved ones. You watch his forehead as he examines your fingertips–hands gentle and familiar even while encased in latex. 

“You could have seen a different doctor, I would have preferred if you got it looked at as soon as it started.” He presses his thumb into a couple of soft spots on your palm and you feel the heat of magic pulsing just under the skin of your fingertips at his touch. 

“But you’re my favourite witch doctor,” you pout and he sighs, placing your hand back on your lap. 

“You’ve gotta stop calling me that,” he says, taking the penlight out from his front pocket. “Look to your left.” 

The light shines and disappears, shines and disappears. You take a moment to let your vision return to normal before speaking. “Why? You are both of those things.” 

“Yes, but ‘witch doctor’ has some…strange connotations depending on who you’re talking to,” he shakes his head, returning the light to his pocket and settling down on the stool in front of you. 

“Ok, you’re my favourite doctor who is also a witch by mere coincidence.” You reach over to ruffle his hair and he bats you away but you see the hint of a smile quirking up the corner of his lips. 

He continues to work in silence, broken only by the occasional instruction to breathe in or out. The metal of the stethoscope, usually so cold against your skin, is warm to the touch and you smile at the thought of him enchanting it before attending to you. A few minutes pass and he pulls out a pen and pad of paper. 

“I’m writing you a requisition for blood work,” he says, tearing the paper from the pad and placing the note into the palm of your hand. “Please do me a favour and actually get it done this time, I don’t want to have to remind you.” 

“You got it, Doc,” you smile, tucking the paper into your coat pocket knowing that he will remind you about it later whether or not you remember. “Can I ask for one more thing before you move onto the next patient?”

He raises an eyebrow in questioning, hands stalled in the midst of removing his gloves, “is there something else going on?”

“No, it’s just a little prescription I’ve been waiting for,” you smile, pleased at the blatant confusion on his face and the absence of the tired worry that was previously taking up residence in the corners of his eyes. 

“What sort of prescription?” 

“Oh, nothing I haven’t had before,” you hum, kicking your heels against the table as you string him along. “Just a kiss.”

He scoffs, rolling his eyes but leaning in anyway. His lips meet yours and the familiar warmth and tenderness in the action urges you to smile into the kiss. He pulls away after a second, short but sweet, and matches your smile with one of his own. One you’ve barely seen the ghost of for the past few days.

“Do I get any refills?” you tease, hopping off the table to stand in front of him. 

“Yes, but you can only have them every 4-6 hours.” He turns to open the door for you, holding it while you brush past him into the hallway. 

“Okay, fine,” you wave him off, already heading down the hallways towards reception, “I’ll see you at home.” You start to round the corner out of his line of sight but an insistent thud against your thigh as you walk reminds you of your other reason for visiting him. “Wait, Doie–”

“I told you not to call me that at work,” he frowns when you march up to him but you dismiss it with a wave of your hand before reaching into your bag and tugging out the tupperware you brought. 

“I figured you wouldn’t have much time to eat so I brought you something.” 

He pops open the lid, examining the contents for a second before snapping it shut again with a quiet smile, “I knew there was a reason I married you.” 

“Don’t forget to heat it up,” you remind, planting a final kiss on his lips. Just in time for the distinct wailing of a teething vampire toddler to sound out from the waiting room. He sighs and you pat his shoulder in support. “Good luck.” 

[heartsoulspiritelite]

Dominik Mysterio x Y/N

This one is not very good but eh ill post it anyway. Ill make a better one, idk when tho.

Female reader

Y/n = your name

N/n = Nick name

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Summary-

Y/N and Dominik used to be best friends, they told each other everything, but once everything went south the Mysterio Family Y/n couldn't bring herself to forgive to him.

As she was walking around backstage, she bumped into the person she's been trying to avoid.

Dominik Mysterio.

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Former Bestfriends

Y/N and Dominik used to be best friends, they told each other everything, but once everything went south the Mysterio Family Y/n couldn't bring herself to forgive to him. Not when he hurt his family like that.

When Y/n and Dom were friends she wasn't a pro wrestler but she supported him throughout his whole career, she was training with Rey Mysterio to beome a wrestler one day and she was so so grateful.

In 2023 Y/n got signed with the WWE. She couldn't be happier. she thanked Rey everyday for his help, without him she wouldn't be here.

She was quite nervous though. What if she ran into Dom backstage? Would he ignore her? Would he remember her? All these thoughts were running through her head as she was walking around backstage, They hurt.

As she was overthinking she didn't realise she walked into somebody- or a couple people actually.

"OMG IM SO SOR-" She tried apolagize before she realized who it was she bumped into.

She looked up and see the the person she'd been trying to avoid.

Dominik Mysterio.

"its alright.. wait Yn is it really you..?" He said in shock staring her up and down

"Yup! Nice to see you again. Bye" She tried to leave before one of the people beside him grabbed her arm

"Who the hell are you?!" The person who she knows is Rhea Ripley asks her.

She was scary, She truly terrified Y/n, She was really pretty though.

Dominiks eyes widened when he saw what was happening

"Mami calm down, Balor, Priest can you guys takes her to the locker room or something?" He pleaded

Mami. The name was just as cringy to hear it in person than it was on tv. She must admit though, Hearing it come from Dom's mouth made her blush, shes always had a crush on him, she never dare to tell him though, She'll take it to her grave unless he makes the first move, She doubts he will though, Seeing him all happy with Rhea... She'd never have a chance with guy like him. They aren't even friends anymore.

"Y/n come here" He motioned for her to follow him and he took her to an abanded locker room

They both sat down on the ground and just stared at one another waiting for someone to break the silence.

Dominik chose to.

"Look im sorry" He whispered

"You should apolagize to your dad" She whispered not looking him in the eye

"I know i should, but thats not why i was apolagizing. Look im so sorry for practically abandoning you and bringing you into all of these messes, I just miss you, I miss you so much n/n"

She teared up at his confession

"I-i miss you too Dom" Both of the superstars smiled at each other

"I can't believe you got signed. It about he time, congrats" He congratulated her

"Thanks" She giggled before continuing

"You look good by the way" She complimented him

His cheeks turned a rosy pink at her compliment.

"Thank you, so do you Y/n"

Y/n looked down, avoiding his gaze while picking at her shirt before she told him what was running through mind.

"I-i dont think we can be friends again" y/n mumbled

"What... Why not" Dominik asked sadly while shaking his head

"You're with the judgement day. They're your friends Dom, plus Rhea wont like me hanging out with you, I think its just better if we avoid one another, im sorry." She smiled at him numbly

"NO.. I was friends with you first, it has always been you n/n i dont need them, its all just Vince and triple H's plan. I need you" He rushed out standing up

Y/n stood up with him and grabbed him hands, looking him in the eye.

"It'll be alr-" She started before she got cut off

Dominik kissed her.

woah.

Y/n froze in shock before she kissed him back and grabbed his neck lightly to deepen the kiss while he put his hands on her waist..

She felt him smile against her lips.

"You don't know how long i've wanted to do that'' He mutters while looking dazed.

"Well i see why they call you dirty dom" she mocked him while smirking

"Shut up" he blushed

"I've loved you for so long"

"I love you too, Remember all i need is you, Its always been you"

~cross-posted on Wattpad & ao3 ~

[fictitious-fluff]

IVE FINISHED THE GIFTTT even though its a few days late- I was your secret santa!!! Merry late Christmas XD

First time writing for tadc, was definitely interning. Might have been a little rushed and short since I had some trouble writing at the start, but I hope you like it ^^ @colinthegaycomputer hopefully I dont have any typos LOL

Tysm to @hypahticklish for hosting this @squealing-santa! Was rly funn

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Unusual Comfort

Fandom: The Amazing Digital Circus (TADC)

No Pairings

Summary: A little situation left Pomni alone and down in the dumps. Kinger wants to help.

Word count: 827

Masterpost

Breathe.

That's what Ragatha would have said if she wasn't busy.

Jax and Zooble had been fighting and Gangle had been caught in the crossfire. Obviously, that didn't end well, with them becoming bound together. Ragatha had left Pomni near the stage while she helped the others out of a tangled gangle. A Pomni who was hyperventilating, but claimed she was alright to be left alone. She didn't want to make things worse. Ragatha didn't want to ask Kinger either. Someone who forgets what they are doing every 5 seconds would probably not be of help with the Gangle situation.

So here Pomni was, worrying over how she accidentally caused this whole mess when Gangle tripped on her. And a worried Kinger on the side of his fort.

"Hey Pomni, need some help there...?" Kinger finally walked over after contemplating for awhile. He might be mentally unstable but he still cared. He wasn't a monster...yet. "You want to come over and lie down? Relax a little?"

"H-huh? Oh. Uh s-sure I guess" She tried her best to have coherent words. Kind of hard to speak when you practically feel like you can't breathe.

Kinger put a hand behind Pomni and guided her to his pillow fort. Perhaps a little comfort could bring comfort to the poor jester.

Kinger brought out some water from his stash of snacks and handed it to Pomni. Can't have a fort without food and drinks. "Here, drink some water. It'll help to control your breathing. Drink slowly when you feel like you're breathing too fast."

Gulping down some water at first, Pomni started taking smaller sips. Eventually, her breathing did go back to normal. "Thanks.." Pomni replied, staring down at the drink.

After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, Kinger broke the ice. "Do you need anything? You seem kind of down. Well, more than usual."

"Huh? Uh, no its fine." Pomni snapped back into reality. Her brows furrowed anxiously as sweat trickled down her forehead. Great, she just loved when people recognised she was uneasy.

More uncomfortable minutes of silence prompted Kinger to remember a trick Ragatha used to do for members of the digital circus. He didn't know what would be Pomni's reaction to it but... Was worth a shot.

"Would you like me to try something? It's just a thing Ragatha used to do to cheer up others" Kinger enquired.

Pomni wasn't rly listening at this point and just gave a 'mhm' without thinking. She was pretty spaced out.

What she didn't expect was fingers curling at her sides.

"Ghk-?! H-hey, what ahare you do-dohoing?" Pomni blurted out before covering her mouth, squatting down to evade the sensations. As much as she squirmed or turned, it never stopped. The fingers just expertly moved wherever she went. It didn't give her time to get used to one feeling, skittering and spidering all over.

Kinger followed as Pomni sank down. After a few more squeezes, he opted to change tactics, scratching in the hollows of her underarms.

Occasional muffled giggles and shaky breaths slipped out from her. It was unbearable but somehow felt weirdly...good? It made her grounded, real. You can't really think of anything else besides the maddening feeling while being tickled. Still, instincts kicked in. She tried to grab one of his wrists using one hand while the other still covered her mouth.

Emphasis on tried. You can't exactly hold on to a wrist that's not there, can you?

Kinger couldn't lie, it was actually kind of fun to see their friend laughing. She'd always been so on edge, it was nice to see her letting lose. He liked to see his friends being content.

As Kinger moved to lightly dusting her neck, Pomni squealed. Both her hands darting to her neck to try and protect it. Her shoulder and nose scrunching up as she twisted and leaned forward. Panicked squeaks poured out of her, now that she wasn't covering her mouth.

"You should let loose more often like this Pomni, it suits you." Kinger commented, as if he wasn't 'torturing' her right now. "It's good seeing you actually enjoy yourself."

Though that wasn't meant as a tease, it did embarrass Pomni a little. She blushed as she still tried to move away from the wriggling fingers. Pomni batted at them half heartedly.

Not wanting to overwhelm her, Kinger decided to relent. It was suppose to cheer her up anyways. "Feeling better?"

"Yeheah. Ihi think." Residue giggles lingered as Pomni rubbed off the tingles. She felt so..light. Like a weight had been lifted off of her. Guess laughter is the best medicine sometimes.

It was weird, she hadn't thought that tickling could have an effect on her like this. Or that she didn't actually mind it. Then again, she didn't really remember her past self so she didn't have much to compare.

Kinger grinned softly as he passed Pomni some more water to cool down.

"T-thanks for that.."

"Anytime."

[spamtoon]

DCRC Week 10 PKNA

Okay, so! It's been a while. With vacation and getting rested from vacation I've had a lot of not reading pkna I did but! I'm here! I am in the mood to read PK and I did a whole bunch of homework so it's time. I will still read Ducks on the Road its just something I wanna do after I finish all the work I wanna do today rather than right now because it is. as long as it is.

Invasion time. Sitting in the coffee shop and playing the lofi lounge music because its like its basically still there. asked the coffee shop if they could guess what i was reading and surprise surprise nobody guessed paperinik the new adventures

immedaitely i am blasted with right. this is the one where i was told there was going to be angus fangus lore. i like how the translation didnt bother writing over invasione because its basically the same anyway

right, the mask! i dont remember what issue that was but i guess they're going to address. why angus fangus would order/smuggle a traditional ceremonial kiwi mask

not everybody that is infected is gonna go to the hospital donald but you know what sure. good place to start. better than scanning the entire globe in depth... their stupid quarreling is so silly

yo omg that post wasnt kidding when he said angus fangus maori. are we gonna get rare 90s good indigenous people representation?????

i cant believe i'm saying this but they actually made angus fangus look so cool right here

im so curious. again i cant believe im saying this but i'm so curious i am hooked i get angus fangus makes beef easily btu this is no ordinary beef

im holding my breath at the nebula introduction. like i'm still not entirely sure what they're doing with this but i do not like where this is going! boy oh boy i dont!

little does donald kno--(GETS SHOT) and then pk died in the snow the end

HELP WHEN I SAID THAT I DID NOT THINK THERE WOULD BE AN ACTUAL pk is dead in the snow FAKEOUT. at least to the evronians like we all know he's alive

THE WAY I SAID "Angus Fangus Environmental Hero???" out loud at the sight of these panels im so

i... the way they made angus fangus actually scared and the... i like this issue. i'm still not done with it but i like this issue and i'm enjoying my time with it and i. dont mind where they're going with this

i cant believe im saying this but he actually looks kinda cute here. they made me root for the guy

she's so wonderful

im so mad its actually kinda cute. their relationship is so cute right here i just. angus is trying to find some animosity towards donald other than just surprise and pk is just like any time buddy

FHUEOAJFOEIAJ THIS PANEL

alright! and that's... invasion! cog i'm so. i did not expect to like this one as much as i did there was a scare in here but yeah. earthquake tier honestly i Really Really enjoyed reading it and i just. im so proud of them. media from the 90s having decent indigenous representation? whaaaa? and its such a treat to see and i just. its a treat to see angus fangus' character rounded out its a treat to see this comic in general oh. ohohoho.

[frostironfudge]

107 - Bucky Barnes

Summary: based on @marveldude506 's request: "Hey, idk if ur doing requests but could u do a bucky x reader where yn wears wigs cause she has short hair and she feels insecure about but she doesent want to grow it out, anyway, yn does motocross but no one knows except bucky but yn doesn't know that he knows and she goes to tournaments and she gets injured and bucky freaks out he pulls her helmet off to see if she's hurt and he sees her short hair and yeah...."

Pairing: TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Motocross!Female!Reader

Divider: @firefly-graphics || Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: insecure reader, hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, motocross accident, minor injury, emergency room, doctors, worried bucky, protective bucky.

A.N: i dont know anything about motocross i googled it for accuracy, hope you enjoy reading! thank you for sending in this request!!

Main Masterlist || AO3

When you lay on his chest upon instinct his hand moves to caress over your head. You try not to tense up. Bucky picks up on the littlest of things. The smallest changes which he catalogues. 

Your breathing even, heartbeat steady, his hand moves over the hair. You sigh, shifting closer. A soft rumble of his laughter echoes against your chest. The images of the movie flicker across the screen. 

Part of you wonders how his fingertips would actually feel, leaving soft caresses over your scalp. Would he still like it? Even if your hair isn’t actually long? 

He’d admired it for as long as you could remember, always finding reasons to play with the hair. 

You try to not let your mood deflate. The wig was doing its job. Hiding your actual shorter length. You didn’t hate the short hair, just facing the public, facing Bucky sent your heart plummeting with what ifs and negative thoughts. 

“You alright?” Bucky whispers, taking a look around the room, to see if anything was out of order. 

You look up at him, giving him a soft smile.  

“I am.” You assure, he leans down to kiss your forehead. 

“You sure? I can go, I know you have an early event to cover.” He raises a brow. 

“Stay a while longer?” You request, brushing your fingertips over his cheek, his stubble growing out, he grins. Your thumb moves to his lips, tracing over them. 

Bucky places a kiss on your thumb. He brushes back the fringe of the wig, fingers curling over your jaw tipping your head back to kiss you deeply. 

He smiles against your lips, loving the lingering taste of your lip balm. The way your scent envelopes him. Sinking him into you. He stops his hands from moving to grab your hair, he has realised you tensed up at that, so he lets his hands wander to the back of your neck and shoulders. 

Your hands move to his hair softly tugging upon it to feel more, he moans softly between your parted lips. You do it again and he’s losing all sense of control.  

Bucky’s hands grab your waist in a swell move you’re now laying above him, you laugh when his stubble tickles you amidst his kisses to your neck. 

Bucky chuckles as well, the sound sweet. 

“I love how you make me laugh.” He speaks against your skin. Your heart soars. 

“Bucky,”

“I am serious, you just, you brighten up my days and nights.” He cups your cheek, blue eyes full of mirth. 

“I love you.” You tell him, his cheeks tinge pink. Right to the tip of his nose. You adore him. 

“I love you too, Doll.” He confesses, your own cheeks heat. 

You both never get tired of hearing those three words. The happiness Bucky finds within you, the happiness you find within him. 

“Make out some more before I go?” He requests, “Please?” he adds biting upon his bottom lip. 

“Have I ever said no?” You laugh, brushing your lips against his own. 

Bucky’s chest rumbles with another laugh. 

The taste of coffee lingers upon his tongue, both of you moulded against one another, wandering hands, kiss bitten lips.  

Bucky never wants to leave, but as he stands at your doorway. He puts on a brave smile. It had been a few months but he knew he was headover heels for you. 

One more kiss takes away your lip balm’s reapplication. 

You lean your head against your doorframe. Watching him walk backwards with a dopey grin towards the elevators. 

He stumbles over the upturned carpet, you bite back the giggle as he gives his patent glare to the fabric. 

Bucky waves at you and catches your flying kiss to him, pressing it to his chest. 

“Goofball.” You tease. 

“Yours.” He adds, beaming. 

“My goofball.” You affirm. 

The elevator doors close on his smiling face, you sigh sadly, already missing him. Shutting your door, you head to your room, retrieving the mannequin head and placing your wig upon it. 

Staring at your reflection, you run your fingers through your shorter hair. You loved how it looked, so freeing and most of all you. 

As you run your fingers you can’t help but picture Bucky’s fingers. You sigh yet again, the ache in your chest reappears. You don’t want to grow your hair out, but you know he loved the long hair look on you. 

Turning to your wardrobe cupboard you get everything prepared for the next morning. You had a motocross tournament. 

Bucky was thinking you were there to cover it for your news report. You wonder if telling him would make sense. He did enjoy riding his own motorcycle. 

You have half a mind to tell him, as his text comes in that he’s reached home. 

You catch your reflection on the blank screen of the phone. No, he’d just worry and then you’d have to be honest about your hair. 

Bucky wishes you good luck for the tournament in the morning, packing the food and blanket he brought onto his bike’s carrier. 

He wanted to surprise you and also give you the key for his apartment. He had found a park near the tournament. After you were done you both could celebrate there. 

Bucky wants to laugh, the way you failed to hide about you riding. The tournament registration documents were sprawled across your table and you tried to hide them but left the main document out. He pretended not to see it. 

He had the date saved as a reminder. He’s ecstatic to say the least. Wanting to see you in action. 

There is quite the crowd as he parks, everyone already cheering on the riders as the countdown timer begins. 

Bucky spots your best friend, Bea. 

“Hey Bea.” He greets, trying to spot you or your number through the line up. 

“Bu-bucky?” She squeaks, “How what—,”

“She left the papers out so I thought I’d surprise her.” He smiles at her, her surprise morphs into awe. 

“She’s going to be so happy.” Bea grins happily, “Her number’s 107.” 

His lips part in surprise, locating you on your bike, face obscured by the helmet and eye protection goggles. 

“Was that always her number?” He wonders. 

“She always had it, every meet by default she ends up with it so she always requested it then. Even during Motocross Juniors.” Bea explains, knowing it was Bucky’s regiment number. 

Bucky can’t help the wide grin that takes over him and his heartwarming. 

“When she met you and you told her, she was so excited to finally know why she kept getting that number.” Bea chuckles, the announcer tells them the countdown is going to begin. 

Bucky and Bear look towards the starting line, you're at the back. 

The countdown begins, the crowd erupts into a cheer, Bucky’s eyes remain on you. As you begin to overtake before the HoleShot. 

You’re almost there, Bucky cheers as you’re the first one through. Bea claps and they watch the race unfold, you fall back through the first moto. Coming in second, in the second round you begin to gain traction. 

Bucky watches the screens and the angles as they show you move through the terrain, you’re slowed across the wet mud section. 

The crowd goes silent as the first two bikes slip just after their airtime. 

The crash seems brutal, a spin occurring and they slide to the edge of the terrain. 

Bucky’s eyes move to your screen. He’s running onto the track before anything even happens, your airtime is brilliant, you feel weightless and then you spot the red flags. 

You look forward, the medical flags are there. You try to change your angle so you can slow down and move off track safely. 

The timing is misjudged, you land almost going into a wheelie, the dust kicks up and a tire moves into your way turning your bike and spinning it out. 

The force throws you off. You hear the yell of your name over the dulled chaos. Dust rises around you as you roll over the ground, finally when you stop against a raised portion of the track you wince. 

“Y/N! Y/N!” The figure looms over you, when you raise your hand to get rid of the goggles. The figure beats you to it, you blink. Your favourite shade of blue is worried. 

“Bucky?” You ask, voice muffled. 

“Doll, do you have a neck brace on?” He questions, hands moving to your helmet. 

“I, yeah, Bucky what are you—,” you’re cut off as he carefully supports your head, taking the helmet off. 

Seeing your face he sighs with relief, pressing his forehead to yours, hand running iver your hair and he pauses, you press your lips into a thin line. 

“Bucky I can explain,” you panic as he pulls himself away. 

“I’m so stupid, does it hurt anywhere else? Your legs, hands, anywhere else?” His worried gaze moves over your body. 

Your motocross clothing isn’t torn or ripped anywhere, the safety gear has mud all over it. 

“You aren’t mad about the hair?” You blurt. 

“The hair?” He looks back up and then notices the short length, even in the chaos you look so beautiful, the short hair suiting you so well. 

“Doll you look stunning.” He blurts, fingertips grazing over your scalp. You melt into his touch. 

“When did you cut it?” He wonders, couldn’t have been this morning you wouldn’t have had the time.

“I—,”

“Hi, I’m the medic, is it okay to assess you?” The woman wears a badge and her colours are the same as the medical flag. 

“Yeah.” You look at Bucky, he holds your hand through the assessment. 

Turns out you have a sprain in your ankle and your left wrist. They strap you onto the gurney to lead you to the nearest ER for an X-Ray. 

Bucky stays with you throughout, filling the forms, learning what needs to be done, asking questions. 

He even asks when you would be able to get back to riding. You smile endearingly at him. 

The doctors leave you for a moment to check on the other patients. 

You reach for Bucky’s hand, “I cut my hair way before I met you, but when we met I was trying out a wig since for wearing it short had me worried over the what ifs and you absolutely loved the longer hair so I just never you know…” you trail off. 

“Hey, I love your hair long or short. I think this hair also makes you look adorable as well as badass.” He smiles as you remember the same words he said about your longer hair as well. 

“You don’t mind it?” You ask, still not convinced. 

“Doll, you, I love you, long hair, short hair, you’d have a third head I’d still love you.” He runs his fingers through your hair. 

You breath relieved, “Wait, how did you know about the tournament?” you still lean into his hand. 

Bucky smiles sheepish, “Well you left the pamphlet out, and I saw that you had signed up, wanted to surprise you. Have a whole picnic basket ready.” 

“I’m so sorry.” You give his hand a squeeze. 

“Doll, you have nothing to apologise about, do you know how amazing it is? Seeing you in your element? We can always reschedule the picnic and I wanted to give you this,” he fishes around his pocket retrieving a key on a motorbike keychain. 

You laugh, “Bucky you really want us exchanging keys?” 

“If it were up to me you’d move in.” His tone is serious, you see he’s written 107 on the bike with a blue sharpie. 

“I always wondered why I kept getting 107 on every tournament or participation, even my BMX bike had 107 on it. When I met you and you told me your regiment was 107th, it felt like everything clicked into place.” Your voice gets heavy with emotion, Bucky kisses your forehead. 

“Hi Ms. Y/L/N your discharge papers are ready. You can change into your clothes, if you need a vehicle we have a rideshare app pick up area.” The nurse informs the two of you. 

“I have my bike, is it okay if I take her home on it?” Bucky questions, Bea was taking your bike back into the rental pick up. 

“You can but make sure to immediately elevate your leg once you get home.” She smiles and then moves out. 

“Need help changing?” Bucky smirks, then winks. You giggle, shaking your head. 

“Maybe at home.” You tease. 

Bucky laughs, running his hand through your hair once again, placing a kiss to the top of your head. 

-x-

permanent Bucky tags: @slutforsexyseabass

[wolferals]

ROBBERS FOREVER GIRL

Matty Healy x fem!reader

Warnings: drinking

It was 2:33am when she hit send. And 2:34 when he was woken from a decent dream and looked around to where the sound had come from.

In the dark bedroom of his, the light coming from his phone's display blinded his eyes and he squinted when he read the text message.

He was confused to be hearing from her. They'd written a song together around 4 months ago, thats when he'd last seen her.

They hung out a lot back then but after the song was done recorded, they parted. Texted every once in a while but her reaching out like this was strange.

„What are you up to?"

He sat up and rubbed his tired eyes. His white tank top had risen up, exposing his tattooed stomach.

He stared at the text for a good minute before typing.

„Sleeping actually, you alright?"

He waited for her response, which to his luck came very quickly.

„I need company. I hate this."

He didn't know what to respond to that, it had over all been 4 months.

He turned on the little light on his nightstand and typed:"Don't mind me asking but why reach out in the middle of the night after we haven't seen one another in a few months?"

She quickly responded:"At a party. I don't like it here."

He swung his legs over the bed and thought about what was happening.

This was atypical for her. She never went to parties because of her anxiety and her dislike for large groups of people.

And she didn't drink, was she drunk? He wondered.

„Where are you?"

Hoping she'd tell him the exact address so he could check on her.

To his luck, she just sent him her location. He looked at the maps app and realized that she wasn't too far from his place. Quickly, he put on the nearest pair of pants he could find and grabbed his keys.

Fixing his messy hair real quick, he rushed out the door to his car to pick up the girl he hadn't seen in so long.

The drive was quiet, the soft music coming from the radio calming his nerves just right.

The closer he got, the more cars and people he encountered. A huge house party, he realized and parked his car near the building. With his phone clutched in his hand, he made his way to the entryway.

He decided it was smarter to call her before he wandered around at this party until he finally found her.

„Y/n where are you? I'm outside."

He could barely understand her due to the loud music but it seemed like she had understood him and said „okay".

He tried to say some more but eventually she hung up and he looked around full of frustration.

„Matty!" She practically fell into his arms, knees weak from the alcohol she clearly had in her body.

It reminded him too much of himself only a few years ago.

„Hey! You alright?" He asked, holding her up and scanning her face for any discomfort.

She pouted at him and held onto her bag tightly

„Take me home please." He immediately nodded and helped her to his car, where he buckled her seatbelt and got in on the other side.

„Matty?"

She asked, voice shaking a little. He looked at her before starting the car.

„You look good." She smiled sweetly.

Chuckling he nodded and replied:"Thanks love. You look a bit fucked up. Lets take you home alright?"

She leaned her head against the cold window.

„Can't go home." she whispered. He didn't understand so he made her repeat her words.

„Dont wanna."

He didn't ask any more.

„I wanna go to the roof" She suddenly spoke up.

Matty kept scanning her face. „To jump?"

She shook her head.

„To breathe."

He nodded. „Alright lets get you on the roof."

He started the engine and started driving back to his place where they had shared a few moments together.

She had tried her first cigarette up there. He remembered how she was coughing and asking for water right after. He had found it hilarious and she'd slapped him in the shoulder for it.

He'd loved that night.

They had shared a pizza and worked on some lyrics while the Manchester nightlife was at its peak.

„Why were you at that party? Did you go with friends?" He asked after a few minutes. Meanwhile she was still leaning her head against the cold glass, holding her arms. She looked like she was cold. So Matty turned on the heater and kept sending her glances. After a bit she seemed to relax a bit.

„Did you know someone at that party?" He tried again after not getting a response.

„Yeah." She said.

He didn't know what to respond just yet. But eventually he questioned:"Did something happen at the party? You said you didn't drink."

She shook her head and finally came back up to look straight out the front window.

„My best friend is dating my ex. Another friend invited me to the party but seeing her again hurt. So I drank."

Matty listened intently. „You alright though?"

She shrugged her shoulders.

„Yeah i guess."

„Matty?" She whispered, turning her head to look at him.

He sent her a quick look and smiled, focusing back on the street. „Thank you. You didn't have to come you know? I don't know why I texted you."

Matty simply put his hand on her arm and rubbed it softly. But only for a second, he didn't want to make her uncomfortable.

„I know you don't drink. I was worried."

She couldn't help but smile at the sweet man beside her. Then she noticed what he was wearing. The pants were far too fancy to be picking someone up in the middle of the night.

„Why you wearing these?" She poked into his left leg and looked at his profile.

„Were my nearest trousers. Wore them on stage tonight."

Her eyes widened.

„You were on tonight? I'm sorry, you must be exhausted."

-„No I'm alright it was a fun show. Ended around 9 and I went straight home because I was starving. Went to bed at 10. I'm actually really awake you know?" He shrugged it off and she relaxed again.

„You smell good." She noticed. She didn't mean to say it out loud but it only made him grin.

„Thanks. It's fags and red wine. That I didn't drink don't worry; just spilled it on myself because George.. You know George."

She knew George yes. She laughed. He loved her laugh; it sounded natural and sweet. Like she meant it.

But she was probably too drunk anyways.

„How have you been?" She forced herself to speak. It helped her sober up quicker.

„Great! We've been on tour for 2 months. Just came back two days ago. We played our last show tonight; i wanted to end it here because... you know. Home. Home's where the heart is. But no it was beautiful. The whole tour was a lot of fun. Good reactions too. Couldn't be better at the moment."

-„How's the addiction going?"

He now remembered how honest she could be. The alcohol probably only added to that.

„I've been sober for 3 years now. Barely drank either."

She started to smile brightly. „Thats great! I'm so proud of you."

Matty smiled as well. „Thanks love."

„And here we are, you remember? Do you need help?"

He turned off the engine and got out of the car.

She managed to open the door and step out of the vehicle herself.

Matty walked around the car to give her some support.

„You alright?"

She nodded.

Holding onto her waist he helped her into the building and dragged her to the elevator.

She leaned onto the wall as he pushed the button up to the 11th floor.

Then he leaned back as well.

She turned her head to her left and looked at him. He did the same and for a split second they just looked at each other.

Her eyes looked more vibrant in that elevator light.

He looked tired, she noticed. But also there was something else in his eyes. Care? Worry?

She broke the eye contact again and started laughing because it felt so weird to her to be back here after such a long time.

„Whats so funny?" He laughed as well.

„Are you takin the piss?"

She loved how he talked. She barely understood his accent or the strange terms he used but she loved it all.

„I missed you." She admitted and scanned the elevator ceiling.

Matty liked the sound of that.

But before he could speak up, the elevator came to a halt and the doors opened.

„After you." She stumbled towards his door and he opened it with his key.

Inside the apartment, she took her shoes off and walked towards the couch.

„I'll get you a jumper to put on." Matty spoke and left her alone for a second just to return with one of his garments in hand.

„Thanks." She grabbed it and pulled it over her head.

Matty couldn't help but smile at the picture. She looked good in his clothes. They had a very similar size, therefore it fit her perfectly, just a slight bit too long on the sleeves.

She leaned back on the couch and stared at the ceiling while Matty turned on some dim lights and checked his fridge for something to eat.

„Here." he handed her a bottle of cold water.

„No." she shook her head.

„You've got to drink y/n. It's going to help you sober up." He practically had to force her to grab the bottle and take a big sip.

He then sat down next to her and watched her.

„Still want to go to the roof?"

She only shook her head no. „Too cold."

„You're still cold? Come here." He put his arm around her and started caressing her left shoulder.

She instinctively leaned her head against him and closed her eyes.

Enjoying his touch, they stayed like that for a good few minutes until suddenly a loud ring went through the room, scaring her to the point where she flinched.

„Fuck." he groaned and pulled his arm back, going to grab his phone.

„What?" he spoke into the phone, sounding really mad.

„George you twat what do you want, it's the middle of the night."

She leaned her head against her hand and watched him as he stood on the other side of the room rolling his eyes at his friend.

„Fuck no, piss off."

„No not tomorrow. We can do that on Monday. It can wait.... Yeah bye. Fuck off."

Matty slammed his phone on the table and sat back down next to the girl.

„You okay?" She asked softly, placing her hand on his shoulder.

He nodded. „George's been worried about a song we're producing at the moment. He was mixing some vocals and something sounded off so he wanted me to fix it tomorrow. But I've got other things to do."

-„Like me? I can go." She initiated to get up but Matty held her back by placing his hand on her thigh. „Not you. You stay."

She laughed and sat back down.

„You feeling better?" The man asked her then.

„Much. Thank you." She took a deep breath looking at him.

„Can you play me something?" She spotted the electric guitar in the corner. His eyes followed hers and he eventually got up to get his guitar.

Placing it on his lap, he put his feet up on the table and got ready.

„What do you want to hear? Robbers?"

He grinned, remembering how she was singing along to the song that night on the roof.

She smiled and nodded.

Matty started out slow and started playing his own song to the girl who looked at him in awe. She was fascinated by how his fingers were strumming that guitar, producing those beautiful noises.

„Sing for me." She whispered and leaned her cheek against his shoulder.

Matty didn't waste a second and sang her favorite song.

He looked at her halfway through the song and she started singing along with him.

By the time the song reached it's highest point they were singing and enjoying themselves. This surely was a core memory for both of them.

Matty noticed how her eyes lit up and how happy she looked. It made him smile and like her even more.

„But if you just take off your mask."

She sang loudly, still leaning her face against him.

„You'll find out. Everything's gone..."

He turned his head to look at her.

„Wrong."

Then he didn't waste any time and pressed his lips to hers, dropping the guitar onto his lap.

She kissed him back immediately and he deepened the kiss by pulling her closer by the back of her neck.

The girl smiled mid kiss and he let go.

„Now everybody's dead!" they both screamed the lyrics while she held onto him tightly.

She was finally happy again.

„I'm finally a robbers girl." she laughed in his ear. It made him grin widely.

„Yes you are. Do you want to be the robbers girl of the year?"

She nodded laughing. „Yeah of course."

-„You look so cool."

She whispered before he kissed her once again and their tongues intertwined.

She was his robbers girl. Forever.

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Still Subject to Change Chapter 3 (NEW)

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Hello everyone! i decided to repost arc 1 of SSTC

(the chapters were way too long and had a bunch of typos but hopefully this will make reading easier)

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

if there are still any grammatical errors i’m sorry.

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Examining him and not seeing anything that could qualify as a spider bite I tried to further calm him down by petting his hair which only worked a little bit.

“Are you good now? Are you alright?”

“I-i there was-spider in- spider so close to my face way too close- i could see its mandibles- why my face–”

I put a finger over his mouth before he ended up rambling himself into another panic attack.

“The spider is gone, were away from it don't worry”

I tried to reassure him but he was still shaking like a leaf, so I scooped him up and started removing the ropes so he could move again.

As soon as the ropes fell off he curled into a ball in my hand looking smaller than ever before.

“sorry sorry i- there was just- it was so close to my face”

He stumbled out not making much sense.

“Whatever, calm down, you can talk when you feel like it, okay?”

He nodded shakily and curled up even more as I went back to walking, this time in another direction to not meet any more surprises in this area.

The whole time Robin just laid in my hand until I managed to find an actual river, where I decided to set up camp even if it was a bit early to do so.

Setting Robin who had been silent the entire time on the ground I rummaged in my pockets for the water skin and tried to fill it up which only worked halfway as my fingers were still way too big to properly hold it.

Offering it to the strangely silent Robin while I tried to pick some Dandelions before they closed themselves overnight.

“You've been rather quiet this whole time, Are you sure that thing didn't bite you?”

He looked away for a bit then mumbled something barely audible.

“i have arachnophobia”

The soft and quiet admission did put some sense to his reaction though, so the problem wasn’t that the spider was a venomous species but that it just was a spider at all.

Watching him fiddle with his shirt hem and refusing to look at me I realized that as a prospective guard such a thing would not be tolerated and that it was a thing he would have to keep secret.

“well spiders really are ugly and i don't like them either so i guess well just avoid those fuckers in the future right?”

“you're not angry?”

He asked meekly and I was a bit put back at this question.

“Why would I be angry? it's not your fault that you have a phobia”

I remarked but still was a bit confused as to why he thought I would be angry over something he had no control over.

But then I realized that it was a Human trait to just get angry at other people and blame them even if they were not at fault, so it wasn't entirely out of the picture for him to assume I would do the same.

But I was not human, not entirely at least and for the first time in about forever I saw the good side to it.

His next words however showed that I still wasn't really any better, as humans really were all I had ever known it wasn't unusual of me to gain some of their traits.

“you- uh you said that the- that the next time i screamed like this you would- you'd... eat me…”

The last part was said so quietly that I almost didn't hear it, but now that he mentioned it I did remember hissing something like that at him when my first try to catch an animal was interrupted by his screaming.

“i'm not-”

I put my hand up to my face before gripping a bit of my hair

“I'm not gonna do that just because you have a Phobia, okay? i know i said i would but i'm not gonna just because you saw a spider”

Then I remembered what I learned on the streets, that I should never take back a bluff or nobody would ever believe me again.

“you'd have to do something really bad, for me to get angry enough to do something like that, but i don't think you could do anything that bad out here”

He did not look happy at the Clarification but said nothing about it.

“So what now?”

He asked instead and was side-eying the rope he was regularly tied up with overnight.

“same as yesterday i'd say, tie you up and then sleep”

I grabbed the rope from where it laid and started the whole spiel of binding him again, after this week i would be able to tie a knot very fast i mused.

I put Robin down next to the Dandelions I had been munching on, which had begun to close themselves as the sun went down.

Using what little light I had left, I tried to wash the blood off my Handkerchief to the best of my ability, putting it on a nearby rock to dry till tomorrow.

I went back to Robin who had already fallen asleep and lied down with my head next to him while creating a barrier over my head with my arms intertwining my fingers and using some moss as a pillow.

Looking up I saw a lot of stars, more than I had ever seen in Tunstead and wondered if the farther I got away from civilization the more of them I would see.

I kept staring at the night sky until I fell asleep to the chirping of crickets nearby.

The following morning i woke to a tugging sensation near my ear, something was messing with my hair and it was lying halfway under my head.

Staying as still as possible and trying to figure out what it was, I listened closely for any clue what was going on.

Feeling tiny hands tussling over my scalp I had no doubt that it was Robin messing with my hair, as he was the only being close enough to touch me.

The tugging was rhythmic and at some point I realized that the motion was similar to having a braid done.

I did not know why he would do that but I could somehow picture him doing that with this distant stare of his.

He seemed to space out a lot and then fiddle with whatever he could get his hands on, in this case my hair.

I debated if I should tell him I'm awake or act like I was just waking up.

In the end I chose the latter, and acting as if i was just waking up i moved a bit making him freeze like he'd been caught stealing cookies

I acted like I had just woken up and started to slowly move and get up.

“Morning, did you try to burrow under my head?”

He tried to rob away which only ended in him looking like a caterpillar as he unsuccessfully attempted to get out of the divot my head had made in the moss.

“It was cold again and i didn’t wanna wake you”

He mumbled into the ground and I nabbed him from his awkward position to remove the rope for today, which was already pretty loose anyway.

He rubbed his wrist as soon as the rope was removed and I put the spare shirt back in my pocket.

“And for the future don't try to burrow under me, you might end up getting squished”

“sorry i won't do that again, but i have no idea how you can just sleep when the ground literally freezes over”

He grumbled out tiredly and resumed to cling to my fingers as I went up to get my Handkerchief only to find that it had traces of frost all over and was still wet.

“Well at least it's free of blood now i hope it dries over the day”

I debated if I should just put it in my pocket or if I could take it with me some other way until I figured out that I could just tie it around my wrist.

Setting Robin down and shoving the water skin into his hands I told him to go fill it up as I couldn't hold it properly to fill it up.

Not letting my eyes off him I bound the cloth around my wrist and as I went over to pick him back up I saw my reflection in the water with my pointy ears, blue eyes and, as predicted, three tiny braids on one side.

I decided not to mention it as it seemed Robin got bored extremely quickly and it didn't bother me so I just left them as they were.

Placing him in my hand again I started walking again towards the mountain that loomed in the distance like a broken fangtooth, still seeming no closer than before, and just as ominous as always.

As we walked Robin seemed to fiddle with his sleeve before he asked

“did you- uh did you find out what that noise was? yesterday i mean”

I ended up telling him about the weird Creature and the maggot eating magpies as well as describing it all in a lot of detail upon request until it was well past noon.

“i think we should look for something to eat, something that's not dandelions for once”

Robin perked up a bit at that and started blabbering again.

“I agree with that! I'm starting to get sick of them. 

Maybe we can find some wild Blackberries?”

“Blackberry season is in Autumn, this is wayyy to early for them i think they only just started to bloom”

He seemed a bit disappointed in that but didn't complain much otherwise.

“What else is there then? i'm not good at remembering what's edible and what's not”

“Daisies are also safe to be eaten so i guess we could look for some of those or maybe clover blossoms those work too”

I listed some of the ones from the top of my head.

“i'm starting to hate flowers i don't care that their pretty”

He grumbled and crossed his arms as best as he could in my grip again.

“fair enough, that's understandable but it's that or nothing”

I remembered plenty of times when some wild plants were all I could get so I knew it wasn't too bad even if it took some time getting full.

Strangely, I STILL did not feel any hunger whatsoever and I started wondering if this cursed Bracelet had something to do with it.

What if that continued until I died of starvation? Would I even notice it? What if I started forgetting to eat? Would I just fade away?

I hoped not.

It wasn't long before I spotted a small field with various flowers, some edible and some not.

i could see dandelions again as well as some Daisies and plantains this would do even if i had hoped to find something better.

Sitting down I put Robin next to me and started to stuff flowers in my mouth, never looking away for more than a minute.

It took some time getting enough that I considered to keep going, so picking Robin up again who had made once more a flower crown I went back to walking through the forest.

After about 2 hours I walked into an area that had a lot more underbrush than normal which made it hard to navigate inside of it and sometimes even completely blocking my path making me backtrack for a bit.

Looking back down at my hand while walking I saw that Robin had fallen asleep again, he really must have been tired to nod off like this.

The sky would soon be getting darker again so I decided to look for a place to camp in the thicker underbrush.

As I was walking I suddenly felt a painful sensation in the thinner skin between the thumb and pointer finger of the hand I held Robin in.

He'd Bitten me!

I dropped him on reflex and he let out a startled yelp, running off through the underbrush as I cursed loudly at the blood seeping out.

despite being small he had an impressive jaw strength i gave him that.

But now I had to go catch him again and maneuvering through the thicket proved to be very difficult.

As I ran searching for him while the sky went darker overhead, a hundred scenarios went through my head.

Did he plan this?

Was he looking for an opportunity like this all along?

To get away as soon as he got the chance?

Was any of what he told me even true?

I knew Humans lied a lot so it wasn't completely out of the picture that he'd done just that.

I started to get angry about this.

Of course no Human would ever want to spend time with a Bastard!

why did I even think that the little small talks were anything but a ploy to get me to lower my guard, to make me feel at ease in his presence.

He really was just like the other Humans and i didn't know why I ever thought someone would just randomly be friendly with me.

He was a Prospective Guard for fucks sake of course he would just ditch me the first chance he got.

And now he would probably get the army to kill me or something if I didn't catch him first.

All but stomping through the thicket and sometimes getting branches in my face when I wasn't shielding it with my arms, I saw him trip over a fallen log and scramble to get up again.

Easily stepping over some bushes i bent down grab him just as he got up, covering his mouth with a finger as i didn't want to hear some dumb sorry excuse for biting me.

He BIT me out of nowhere there was no good explanation for that other than trying to get away.

The fire of anger in my head did not subside as I walked over to where I could hear the river.

Settling down next to a huge boulder I could lean on, I thought about what to do now.

simply tying him up again would not soothe my rage but it sure would stop him from escaping again.

Looking down at Him I saw and felt him visibly shaking as well as fighting back tears.

Good! with how angry i was about all of this he damn well could feel a little fear!

There was still blood seeping from the bite wound that was actually bigger than expected and more painful than I anticipated for something like this. 

I Glared at him furious at the indignity I had suffered.

I put Robin in my other hand to wipe the crimson liquid off on my shirt and freeing his mouth in the process.

He immediately started wailing and crying out

“I'm sorry! I didn't mean to bite you! I don't know why I did that! Please don't kill me! Please, I'm sorry! It was an accident!”

He was rambling again but I only half listened as I got the blood off my hand gripping him a bit thighter i raised him up towards my face.

Baring my teeth and showing off canines that were way too long and sharp to ever belong to any human, I growled at him.

“An accident my ass! you're just like all the other humans! double crossing me whenever the chance arrives! like HELL you didn't plan to escape the second you could! I don't know why I EVER thought a HUMAN of all things would be nice to ME!”

As i loudly told him what i thought he started squirming in earnest and trying his best to wiggle out of my grip whimpering loudly

“Please, I'm sorry! don't kill me! don't eat me!”

Eat him? ah yes i threatened to do that didn't i?

That would be possible of course, after all i was big enough to do that now.

I wouldn't kill him of course as the only thing i was proud of was to be able to say that i had never killed anyone or anything that classified as a person.

But I could put him in the Storage organ, though he didn't have to know that it existed.

“don't what?”

I hissed at him shifting my grip to have him dangle by the back of his chainmail.

That had to go I realized, and started ripping it off of him as well as the leather tunic and his Boots.

“Don't eat me”

He squeaked and tried to tuck his legs closer to his chest.

Chucking the stripped off items on the ground next to me I lifted him a bit higher and gripped his torso forcing his legs to straighten out.

“Too bad”

Pushing him Head first into my mouth his legs started to flail as much as they could and I could hear high pitched screams buzzing in my Skull.

It was a weird sensation as I had never taken something alive into my mouth but it was manageable, so, tipping my head back I shoved him all the way in and swallowed hard.

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Robin was in a place he assumed to be worse than hell.

He truly didn't mean to bite Donovan; he just spaced out again!

Seeing the white Blocks of bone that were bigger than his head that had to be teeth he Screamed, those could easily crush his skull in a single bite!

Flailing wildly with his legs and trying not to get close to the ivory boulders he started pleading to be let go and that it truly was an accident!

he had spaced out again!

But it seemed he was not heard as suddenly everything was tipped forwards and he could see down the throat before a loud ‘GLK’ sent him down towards the throat.

He Realized that Donovan didn't plan to bite his head off, but he wondered if that was any consolation considering where he was headed.

Maybe it would have been better to die a swift death between those Teeth than melt away to nothing in acid while still alive.

Screaming again and trying his best not to go down any farther by bracing his elbows on the side of the throat, but another push on his feet sent him even deeper in and pressed his arms to his sides.

The walls that squished him and rendered him immobile tugged him deeper down in a rhythmic motion after a second ‘glurk’ sounded out.

He distantly could feel a different pressure coming from one of the walls of the tube he was currently trapped in.

It took him a moment to realize that that must have been Donovan's hand poking at him, to make sure he didn't choke on Robin? to make sure he went down smoothly? or to gloat?

Robin didn't know, didn't want to know, he just wanted out! but a third and last swallow sent his writhing form even deeper into the core of the Giant, past the loudly beating heart, away from the prodding fingers, and into a fleshy chamber that had just enough room for him to comfortably sit in without being too claustrophobic.

There would have even been enough space for another person to sit next to him without being squished together too badly he noted grimly.

Turning around and wiggling into an upright position left him sitting there stunned for a few seconds.

He was surprised to still be in one piece and hadn't gotten chewed up like the Boar a few days ago.

Starting to panic he did the only thing he could think of.

He screamed as loud as he could and started kicking and punching everything he could, hoping to make Donovan nauseous and spit him back up.

He didn't want to die! Especially not like this!

The walls of the fleshy chamber were damp, and he didn't know if the Liquid running over his cheeks were his own tears or the beginnings of stomach acid.

He screamed again as he slipped over and his arm landed in a puddle of what he presumed to be acids.

Scrambling up again he immediately went back to punching and kicking, desperately hoping he could cause enough of a fuss that he would be freed.

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After Robin slipped out from where my fingers could press in on him and spilled into my storage organ that was previously only used to hide valuables, I realized that this might not have been such a great idea.

He was kicking and screaming and sometimes it hit something sensitive.

It wasn't too painful but sure as hell uncomfortable and would start to ache later, maybe even bruise.

Looking up as something soft and cold landed on my nose I saw that it had begun to snow softly.

Great, as if this night wasn't already absolutely awful! Now it would get really cold too, so sleeping comfortably was off the table.

Not that I could anyway with the current situation.

And i couldn't block out his screams either as covering my ears wouldn’t protect me from sounds literally inside of me.

Looking straight forward trying to focus on these strange sensations and wanting at least the assault on my guts to stop.

“STOP KICKING ME! for fucks sake you're fine!”

I bellowed out but he didn't seem to hear me and I started debating on what to do.

He either didn't hear me or ignored what I said so I tried to squish him by pressing my hands into my storage stomach.

He only screamed louder and started thrashing worse than before, still having some room to move about.

So thinking quickly I filled my lungs with as much air as possible and leaned forward while pushing my hands into my middle.

This did effectively squish him and he went quiet, only twitching a bit and shaking like a leaf.

Holding him like this made me notice that i could feel everything he did, from his arms trying to move, his chest heaving with his breaths and even his way too fast heartbeat.

Now that I wasn’t that angry anymore i felt bad for having done this, it really wasn't his fault that he got stuck with me, and trying to get home was a normal thing to do.

Still holding my hands over the squished Robin i heard him sob, not wail or scream, just sob, and I felt even worse than before.

“please *sob* don't kill me, I'm sorry please *sob* Please let me out i don't wanna die…”

Hearing his heartbreaking crying I suddenly felt incredibly guilty for what I just did.

I truly hadn't meant to scare him this badly! I really needed to work on my anger issues.

Looking at the softly falling snow that had started to cover the ground I tried to think of a way to comfort him, so easing up on the squishing I attempted to speak quietly but still loud enough to be heard.

“Hey”

I said softly and felt him flinch into one of the walls trying to curl up again now that he had the space to do so.

“What do you want?”

the words he spoke were said in a dejected manner, like he had given up…

“I- look i'm sorry i didn't mean to scare you this bad but i promise you're safe! you're not in my stomach right now”

He slowly uncurled a bit and touched one of the walls before taking his hand back.

“How do I know you're telling the truth?”

The words were hesitantly and quietly spoken like he was afraid of the answer.

Taking a breath, I thought about how to word this best.

“I swear by the entirety of my Faeblood that i will not hurt you, i might be a Bastard but my fae half still prevents me from breaking any promises i've ever made”

He uncurled a bit more, seemingly a bit more at ease now.

“If this isn't your Stomach where am I then?

He seemed less scared now and was asking comprehensible questions too, albeit still a bit timidly.

Looking at the snow, who was falling worse than before, I tried to explain it to him as best as I could.

“Well, remember when I told you I had some of my organs doubled? yeah that's one of those, it doesn't work though and i have used it as a coin pouch in the past”

I hoped that this description was at least somewhat understandable.

“So you just… used this as your coin holder? did you not get sick?”

He had uncurled almost completely by now and was shyly poking at the walls.

I tried not to think too much about the fact that it felt good and instead shoved the thought away.

Laughing a bit at his Question i replied to him.

“No luckily not but i had to be careful still some of them were sharp”

I started rubbing a bit at him and at first he flinched away again before leaning back to the front of my Pouch back to the wall.

“Can you let me out then?”

I winced at the question seeing that the snow was even worse than before and i was somehow not being affected by the temperature, but feeling the snow crystals that laid on the ground crunch under my hand, I knew that if i let him out now he'd get sick from the cold.

“I can't, it started snowing and you'd get sick immediately not to mention that right now you're not dry thanks to me but I promise i'll let you out in the morning!”

I hoped this wouldn’t make him upset again but if he insisted I would let him out and try to keep him warm by using some other method if I found one.

“Snow? But it's spring, why would it snow? how cold is it?”

Looking around I saw frost covering every bit of ground that was not near me and my breath coming out in little clouds.

“Very cold, the ground froze and my breath makes little clouds, i think you'd just freeze the moment i get you out, but if you truly want to come out i'll try to make a fire or something”

He seemed to think about it for a second.

“i'm not sure if i like this, but i don't wanna freeze either so i'm staying for now i guess”

I was secretly glad he chose to stay, not because I liked the feeling now that he stopped kicking but because spitting him up on this cold would have made him sick and I did not have any medicine.

I tried to slowly lie down to get into a sleeping position even if i probably shouldn't with weather like this but i was too tired to care about that.

Feeling Robin try to brace himself as I moved to lay on the cold ground my brain kept denying that having something moving in there felt good.

I was honestly a bit scared of that part.

What if I started eating random people?

It truly might be best to disappear from any civilization and just vanish into the woods.

Not that anyone wanted a Bastard like me in their Kingdom anyway.

I felt a weird sting at the thought and I was confused as to why?

I had believed up until now that there was absolutely nobody that would ever like me.

But Robin was the first person I spent more than a day or two with and he somehow still doesn't seem to actually hate me but now he probably feared me after I literally ate him.

As I laid on the ground I sensed Robin move to get comfy and put a hand over my Pouch where I felt him.

He was snuggling into the ‘floor’ and yawned before curling up and slowly falling asleep.

He must have been exhausted after such a scare and thinking he was going to die.

I felt extra bad about it now.

Looking up at the stars and slowly falling snow my hand went back over my pouch and started to softly rub against it.

I literally held an entire life inside my own body which was weird to think about and a little scary too, because I was now responsible for everything and he couldn't even defend himself from any outside forces.

It shouldn't be possible either, but this weird Bracelet had done something to make me a Giant.

Feeling Robin snuggle closer to my hand I continued to massage the spot he was under until I myself fell asleep, still trying to ignore the way my brain told me that having something living inside felt good.

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[suffarustuffaru]

hey so not too long ago, i saw a post from rz twitter that said that during the first loop where subaru meets otto, when subaru met the witch cultists and were chanting something to subaru before they left, that these cultists left because some outsider (who's therefore an enemy to their witch and its prophecy) was nearby. And the tweet said how that "nearby outsider" was actually otto who stayed behind because he was worried that subaru, (whom he met only as a customer in that loop and otto had already fulfilled his job) would succumb to danger. And despite frufoo's warnings, it's heavily implied that otto had in fact died in that loop waiting for subaru to come back. And the replies were saying that it's common knowledge?

First of all, is that true? I can see how one would come to the conclusion that the cultists left because otto, an outsider, was nearby. But i haven't seen proof of the implication that otto died from that loop. Secondly, with this perhaps being true, does that confirm that any loop in which otto was nearby and subaru is in danger, that otto risked his life for him? Some ppl say "but the whale incident!" But like you said way earlier, otto came back to him after pushing him off, and it's implied that he died trying to save subaru. There's no loop i can recall otto leaving him to the dust, even when he doesn't know who subaru is. And thirdly, Otto get some self-preservation skills, you barely knew the guy and already risk your life for him. What the fuck.

HAH anon your ask intrigued me so much i immediately went to the anime to try and confirm this. and bc the anime is the closest bit of info i got wjdndn i dont have arc 3 ln or access to arc 3 wn (i do not understand japanese either, sadly) but!! while the anime doesnt explicitly confirm otto died in that first loop his character debuted in, i think its definitely a possibility that he died to the witch cult there. (if anyone knows the lore on this for sure though feel free to add?? yeah)

also regarding about whether this is common knowledge or not—id argue its kind of not, at least in certain circles, bc im gonna be completely real i had to double check the anime to see how well i remembered it bc its 1. been a while since i’ve watched season 1 in full and 2. when i was looking at it on my first watch i was focused more so on what the hell was happening to subaru, rem, emilia camp rather than otto, who at the time seems like just some random guy who wont appear ever again. but also maybe im a little too used to people misinterpreting rezero over on reddit ajfbdnd bc some people STILL completely forget that otto went back after pushing subaru off the wagon. and some people still forget ottos died for subaru even though its super obvious in arc 4?? so i dont think ottos involvement with subaru across loops is really common knowledge? or at the very least its not common for Certain portions of the rezero fandom bc i see ottos whole fixation on subaru gets glossed over at times. but i do genuinely think moments like the first loop with otto are probably easy to sort of miss if youre not paying attention. but also again i might be a little bit brainwashed by rezero redditors misreading things bc the amount of people that forget otto went back for subaru in the white whale loop made me doubt my own memory of that scene to the point where i rewatched it in the anime just to be sure wkdndnd. i dont really see any english rezero people talk about this loop in particular too unless theyre referring to you know, rem arlam and emilia camp dying. but anyway moving on for now…

alright!! lets go over this scene i suppose. the anime doesnt go into like. Specifics, like how the tweets you mention do anon, but it does have some interesting stuff.

in the anime, the first loop with otto happens in episode 14 to about the beginning of 15, but the focus is of course more so on subaru, rem, arlam, etc, bc rem left for the mansion and subarus trying to get there quickly so he pays otto to do that. otto takes the time to warn him before they even set off, not only for his own sake but also for subarus:

but you know, bc ottos desperate for money bc hes in debt, he takes up the job. but once otto and subaru actually get to the road leading up to arlam and the mansion, otto stops bc frufoo’s frightened and shes warning them of danger—

but subaru being subaru jumps off anyway and leaves. he says this quickly before he goes:

otto replies by trying to call out to him desperately as he runs away:

your point about ottos self preservation is super interesting anon because otto DOES have self preservation skills. he almost kind of prides himself on it, sometimes—as a merchant, especially from a merchant family, hes been raised to treasure it. to go for things that work in his favor. especially with his bad luck fucking him over too. and he can be slightly morally ambiguous at times, so he is Very aware of self preservation and staying out of trouble. but at the same time, leaving behind innocents does kind of weigh on him bc. well hes still human. that and the further into rezero you get, the more clear it is that ottos self preservation skills just get thrown out the window the moment he sees subaru. like otto takes a significant amount of time on screen to complain about danger or trouble hes found himself in, or go on and on about how the moment he sees danger, hes just gonna turn around and run—but its just COMPLETE AND TOTAL BULLSHIT SOMETIMES. he has plenty of chances Every Time to turn around and run and the moment subaru enters the picture, he doesnt take it. the only exception to this was him leaving subaru in greed if, but thats because he saw that subaru didnt give a shit about him and even then. he made that choice FOR subaru’s sake too, bc he recognizes that greed if subaru is just gonna micromanage everything and deal with it on his own. otto knows he’d just be another burden to subaru, so he leaves to lessen the load.

main route otto though? yeah youre absolutely right his self preservation is way beyond dead at this point. his self preservation is absolutely gone when it comes to subaru. this first loop is an example of it—while of course ottos you know treating subaru like a stranger bc thats what they are, he goes out of his way to warn subaru repeatedly. at first it looks like its mostly just for his own benefit bc hes Also in danger here, but then he says that he cant just accept taking subarus money and items. he talked about how hed accept subarus payment just a few minutes before this?? and we know in retrospect that he desperately NEEDS money bc hes in debt??? and subarus giving him an out right now to just leave and not look back but he still hesitates and frantically tries calling after subaru??? he has EVERYTHING to gain from just taking the money and subarus things and just leaving, but we dont actually see him leave on screen.

and then right after this, we cut to subaru running to arlam. of course, the witch cult stops him, and in the anime, all they do is circle him, then bow (to foreshadow how the witch cult + petelgeuse think that hes one of them, im assuming), and then they disappear without saying a single word.

its interesting to note though that when they leave, they run towards the direction subaru just came from. which is where otto was.

and then subaru keeps continuing on to arlam and the mansion where he finds out that the witch cult Basically wiped everyone out there. episode 15 continues this loop and then quickly ends it bc subaru is having a mental breakdown finding everyones corpses and then he promptly proceeds to die to puck (iirc?) inside the mansion. and thats all the details the anime gives about the ending of this loop. so no clear hint like the white whale loop that otto Died from this, but i think the implication is definitely there if you choose to read into it. (again, im not sure if the ln adds more details to this or not, but iirc the anime doesnt touch on this much.)

its strange that the witch cultists that find subaru just. up and leave in the direction where we Know otto likely is, bc 1. the cultists move Fast and 2. only a couple minutes passed at most, so its likely that otto is Still There, even if he did start trying to leave. even then though, i think its in character for him to still be there and try to wait for subaru. or, at the very least, otto waited there debating with himself on whether he should just leave or not. waiting there satisfies both his self preservation and the guilt he’d feel if he just abandoned subaru—he doesnt go any further to minimize the danger to himself and frufoo, but he doesnt completely leave just in case subaru comes back or if otto decides to move forward and check on subaru or something. but then we see subaru find everyone at arlam and the mansion dead, and we the audience know the surviving witch cultists left in the opposite direction (where otto is) after killing everyone at arlam, so—i think theres a connection there. as in: yeah. if otto was still there, hes probably dead.

additionally, of course later in arc 3 we see that otto gets captured by the witch cult. this time he was captured bc the witch cult caught him hurrying to get to another location for its job offer, so the witch cult captured him to interrogate him on what exactly he was doing iirc?? so in that sense yeah he was caught by the witch cult for being an outsider getting into witch cult territory while they were in the middle of doing shit (and he likely wouldve been killed if ricardo and the others hadnt rescued him) o.O

but yeah thats all the animes got regarding the first loop (aka ottos official debut into the main story as well)!!!

“There's no loop i can recall otto leaving him to the dust, even when he doesn't know who subaru is." also anon youre so right for saying this bc. yeah i cant recall any loops either bc every time otto is there near subaru. hes risking his life for subaru. hes so incredibly ride or die that its concerning. it kind of boggles my mind that some people overfixate on how he pushed subaru out of the wagon in the white whale loop and YEAH that was fucked up, but not only does he feel bad and die trying to go back for subaru later, but when you watch that scene in the anime and think about it from ottos perspective. yeah some guy you just fucking met is yelling at you about how you apparently forgot about some person youve never heard of in your life, hes yelling at you to go back and TOWARDS THE WHITE WHALE when all youre trying to do is save both of your asses, he starts trying to wrestle with you while youre both being hunted down by the whale, and then he starts rambling to himself about how maybe its his fault the white whale is chasing after both of you while you keep hearing the white whales deranged thoughts in your head the whole time bc of your dp??? its a miracle otto didnt push subaru out of that damn wagon sooner and its a miracle otto even decided to go back for subaru after all that T^TT any person in ottos shoes would be RUSHING to push subaru out of that wagon.

but like. once you think about it - yeah Every Time in the main route that ottos been near subaru and theyve gotten into danger? otto actively puts himself at risk for subarus sake. and he doesnt always die or get hurt for it, but we know that he ALWAYS goes out of his way to help subaru. hes been like this since his debut in arc 3, practically, regardless of whether or not he actually died there. bc he still Lingered around and tried to warn subaru not to leave.

so what im saying is that so much of ottos screentime is spent helping subaru in some way.

[hoshi-y]

Always Forever

Genre : Fluff

Characters : Yugi Amane, Yugi Tsukasa

TW : none

A/N : Happy burthday to my most favorite twin boys in the world, Man to think I'd finally be able to like celebrate their birthday, cause I still remember back then before they released their birthday I would always debunk when it was HAHA

Again, Happy Birthday to these two, they have helped me alot during my worst love them 💗

I hope you enjoy 💗

You and Me [★]

Today was the day

It was the twins birthday!

they had this HUUGGEE Birthday bash at a fancy restaurant

Not too fancy tho, like the outdoor fancy restaurants one

While celebrating, you took Tsukasa aside to have him open up your seperate gift for him

You got one for his twin too dont worry, dont come at me

He has ALWAYS wanted this controller set he saw off of Insta

He said that it was limited edition, thats why its expensive

You took a painfully large amount out of your savings and allowance to get him this

and for the first time, he doesn't have his excited and hyper expression

he had a more, shocked look

He knew how expensive these were

and he actually felt bad

"Surprise! I know how much you wanted these.. So I saved up and got it for you! Do you like it?" You were really excited to see his reaction

but nothing came out of his mouth

Oh no.. Did he not like your gift? But he would always talk about it to you..

"Tsu.. Are you alright? Do you.. not like the gift?" He finally snapped back to reality and held the box close to him "[F/N].. these are really expensive and I feel bad having you buy these for me.. And like? I LOVE it.. Thank you so much.." He brought you into a big and warm hug

After the celebration, the parents still wanted to have coffee with everyone so they went back to their house

But you and Tsukasa? You two were having fun in his room playing video games with the controllers you got him for his birthday..

Always Forever [★]

You were invited to the Twins birthday to this amazing beach resort!

I mean you needed to go it was your boyfriend and his brothers birthday

and when theres a pool in the picture man you just HAD to go

You prayed to heaven that Amane would like the gift you bought for him

buy according to him he'd take anything you give him

but that didn't stop you

do you wanna know what you got him?

no way, jk you're the reader you need to know

You got him this Moon Lamp, it was a bit pricey but you bought it anyways

You also got him these bluetooth headphones he had been eyeing for awhile now!

RIP wallet

You got him two seperate gifts, one with the genuine one and one where he had to open infront of everyone

you wanted to see his reaction up close

So with the seperate one you got him plushie

I know a little boring but hey in your defense it was also a little pricey

Again RIP money

So when that was over, while everyone was busy doing their own thing

you pulled Amane away from the crowd and gave your actual gift to him ❤️

You looked around, none of his and your parents are around

"Hey, what did you wanna talk about love? that needed to be this large of a distance with everyone? Ohh~ you wanted a some alone time with the birthday boy huh?~" He leaned closer but your excitement made you a little bold

"That yes, I did wanted some alone time with you" Ah, a standing cherry

You giggled "Amanee~ I want to give you something" He raised his eyebrow "Another surprise? Is it another plushie so it can have a partner? If so I'm naming it [F/N]"

"No you dork—" You went and grab his gift to him behind a rock and walked back to him "Happy Birthday Amane, open it up" You carefully handed him his gift and he was shocked

Amane slowly unwrapped his gift and it almost made him tear up

And you had all of that on camera lmao

"Love.. how'd you know?" He took out the box of the Moon Lamp in it

"Well.. I always see you so late at night sitting at your window looking at the moon.. So.. here you go, So you don't have to sit out in the cold you dummy you might get a cold" You flicked his forehead and he laughed

"You also got me those headphones that I wanted.. Love how much money did you spend on these?.."

"Not telling you"

He chuckled and set the two items back into the box and gave you a big hug

"I love it.. So much, Thank you [F/N] I'll make sure to take good care of it" You looked back at him, he had little tears on his eyes

"Oh.. Amane.."

"I'm sorry I'm just really happy with what you got me, It surprised me" He chuckled

"Sooooooo can I have that plushie back?"

"Not a chance it smells like you I'm keeping it"

"Eehhh??" He laughed

so precious 😞😞 happy birthday my loves