#BUT HE CANT JUST DO THAT HE HAS TO WAIT AND BE PATIENT AND LISTEN

[heyimkana]

I just found your jjk audios LORD god sent u to share those

if u have any other jjk audios (even if its not the same va, just similar) i will patiently wait for u to post them

i actually felt loved listening to husband!yuuta 😭😭 cant stop listening

hehe i'm glad you liked it 😁 here you go babe, have another dose of husband!yuuta ❤️

Quick translation:

Yuuta has been waiting for you to come home from work. The second you step inside the apartment, he runs toward you, kisses you and he says,

"Can I put it in now? I want to put it in... Please..."

"Ah, thank goodness... You feel the same way as I do... Lift your leg..."

"Ah, you're so wet... Just having my tip rubbing against your entrance... I feel like I'm about to melt..."

"I'm putting it in..."

"Ah, it feels so good... Your pussy feels so good..."

"Wrap your legs around my hips, and I'll lift you up..."

"This is amazing... I'm so deep inside..."

"Does it hurt? I'm sorry... I'm hitting your deepest part, aren't I?"

"It feels good when I go rough on you?"

"Me too... I feel amazing, too..."

"Is it okay if I go a little bit harder? I want to thrust deeper inside you… I want to turn you into my shape…"

"When I do this while I'm kissing you, you're clenching so tightly around me... I can't stop moving my hips... I'm sorry..."

"Did you know? This spot right here... when I spread it open with my cock... It closes in around me again... I'm so happy... It feels like it's saying 'I want you'... So cute... Let's do it a lot, okay? I'll make you feel good..."

"Ah, I'm going to come... I'm coming... I'll let it out... Let's feel good together, okay?"

[81folklore]

robin - LECLERC

pairings charles leclerc x fem!singer!reader (fc: gigi hadid + pinterest)

summary fans get a look at charles’ family

warnings a baby + pregnancy (the baby is the entire plot point and one pregnancy mention) poorly translated french, some taylor swift songs are used as readers songs. HUGE TIMESKIPS (sorry lol)

notes we are BACK!! for the time being at least,, sorry for being gone again😣 also im using gigi again because i had this one specific photo in mind of her pregnant!!

notes 2 kind of short but i want to try and gain some more motivation buuuut in my absence from writing ive created a rec blog so i can show you all my favorite works by all the incredible writers on here! @81folklore-library

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yourusername • may 2020

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(im)patiently waiting to meet you tiger 🐯🩵

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charles_leclerc you are glowing mama🌟

yourusername charlie🥹

lewishamilton cant wait to meet the little one, you’re doing amazing yn!

yourusername thank you lewis💜

user44 you are gorgeous omg

user23 i can’t believe charles is going to be a dad soon

user2 it feels like its flown by

user17 i love that they call their baby tiger☹️

user6 me too!! i hope it sticks as a nickname

arthur_leclerc lunch again soon?

yourusername of course art! let me know when🤍

yourusername • january 2021

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our little tiger blessed our lives a few months ago and we couldnt feel more overjoyed to have her. we want to thank those around us for their continued support during our first months of parenthood

tiger, we cant wait you grow into a beautiful young girl and we are already so proud of you🐯🩵

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charles_leclerc so happy i get to be a dad with you🩵

charles_leclerc i love you so much im so proud of you

yourusername i love you charlie, thank you for everything

lorenzotl toi et charlie êtes de merveilleux parents 🩷🩷 (translation you and charlie are wonderful parents)

yourusername merci! revenez bientôt, vous êtes toujours le bienvenu! (translation thank you! come back soon, you are always welcome!

user55 theyre parents🥹🥹

user80 oh im sobbing this is so lovely😭😭

user17 they still call her tiger☹️☹️

user49 im confused is that the babies name?

user17 no they just call her tiger in public, we dont know her name! they started calling her tiger when they found out they were going to be parents and it seems to have stuck!!

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user32 i was listening to never grow up when i saw this post🥹🥹

user47 congratulations guys!!

yourusername • september 2024

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happy birthday little tiger, it has been a joy to watch you grow into the wonderful girl that you are (please stop mama cant handle you getting bigger🥹)

you are so incredibly loved and i hope you feel that every day, i hope you have a wonderful day today and everyday baby!

happy birthday love mama and papa🐯🩵

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charles_leclerc happy birthday angel, we love you🐯

olliebearman happy birthday tiger!!

yourusername see you soon darling🩷

lewishamilton i can’t believe she is already four🥹💜

yourusername time really flies by🥹

user67 SHES SO BIG NOW😭

user5 right?! i remember when yn posted her on charles back☹️

user52 these pictures are so cute oh my god😭😭☹️☹️

user60 actually my favorite family ever🥹

user21 i feel so emotional knowing ive watched this family grow

user19 is anyone else sad charles hasnt posted the annual story?

user37 theres no way he just stops,, she has so many more songs☹️

user66 wait im new what are we talking about?

user37 because charles and yn write the birthday captions together, charles started posting a picture of tiger with a song yn has written about children or babies etc (example: last year it was never grow up!) and she has so many more songs that would fit but he hasnt made one this year :(

yourusername & charles_leclerc • september 2024

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tiger its your birthday surprise; Robin out now🐯

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yourusername📌 ps robin is not tigers name🩵

charles_leclerc thank you for letting me on a song🫶

yourusername always baby

charles_leclerc we love you tiger🐯

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[song used: Robin by yn text: way to go tiger🐯🩵]

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[6starsart]

Here’s Bubba and Allister Gator! Efficiency vs Inefficiency or something like that

Allister is currently my favorite design and Bubba stands as one of my favorite characters… I really just cant stand drawing these bald headed freaks (stares at icky, maggie, and picky)

Character summaries for Critterra AU under the cut!

Bubba Bubbaphant is the brain of the Smiling Critters. He’s analytical, bookish, awkward in that endearing way. He’s got a big heart, and helpful hand, despite his serious demeanor.

Bubba has a genuine desire in learning and understanding the world around him, and then sharing it with his friends. He’s practically got a book on just about everything, and tends to use a lot of big words the other Critters don’t really understand. Sometimes, he doesn’t fully understand them either.

Bubba’s pendant manifested from his Intelligence! His brain is always working towards the correct solutions, always trying to find that missing puzzle piece. Bubba doesn’t like unknown, and when an answer isn’t clear, he’ll stall and overthink about all the little “what ifs”.

Allister Gator is slow in every way. Slow to move, slow to speak, slow to care. He find no purpose in wasting the energy to do anything, and thats just how he likes it. Doing anything he can to do nothing at all.

Although, there is one thing Allister’s real good at, and it’s watching. Waiting, listening to people. You’d be impressed by all the things he hears, and more by what he remembers. Even Rabie Baby is jealous of his natural ability to just be in the know.

Allister could care less what his Pendant means, and believes when others tell him its from his Laziness. However in truth, it’s tied to his Pertinence. Some would go as far to say he’s too patient. Maybe it’s easier for him to be so patient, or maybe he’s all too familiar with that awful feeling of being rushed, and the things you miss out on when you let impatience get the best of you…

[soireegurl]

i have this idea for a fic but i cant write, lol so im dropping it in your ask box cause youre like the best yandere writer i know on here so here it is:

you running away from yandere!heeseung when you had the chance, then you encountered a nice guy (i imagine to probably be sunghoon) and then you tell him all bout you running away, heeseung, all that stuff. butttt here's the twist.. hoon has been stalking you for a looong time so yeah kind of like reader got away from a yandere just to end up with another yandere 💥

Omggg thank you for writing in! I'm so glad to hear that from you 😊 here it is sorry for the long wait! Hope you like it!

You’d been running for days, constantly looking over your shoulder, heart pounding. Heeseung, with his unsettling gaze and obsessive demeanor, was always one step behind. It was terrifying, knowing that someone so fixated was out to find you.

His words and actions are no doubt trauma for you.

It started all nice and romantic, Heeseung was the sweetest guy you've ever met and no doubt, you have fallen in love with this beautiful man. But things started to get handy.

Ever since you guys officially got together, he has been possessive. Like to an extreme amount.

To the point where you felt suffocated and scared. You tried to talk to him about it but he always turned to the same behaviour.

You couldn't take it anymore and decided to break up with him... Which obviously didn't turn out well.

"Heeseung... I... I'm sorry. I... Let's break up."

You said not looking at him. You didn't want to see any of that madness in his eyes.

"Baby... Was that a joke? Or..."

His tone wasn't warm.... It was cold. As if, if you said "no" the next second, he would tear you into pieces.

But you can't let fear over take you.

"No. I'm serious Heeseung. I want to break up with you."

And there... Boom!

You ended up in his basement for 3 weeks.

For 3 weeks, you have been trying to run. Of course failing almost every time.

But that day... You finally got out of his grip.

Then, amidst your frantic escape, you stumbled upon someone who seemed like a beacon of calm.

Sunghoon, with his warm smile and kind eyes, offered you a moment of respite.

You poured your heart out, telling him everything: how you’d been fleeing from Heeseung, how his intense obsession made your life a nightmare.

Sunghoon listened patiently, offering comforting words and seeming genuinely concerned. You felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe you’d finally found safety.

"I'm sorry to hear that Y/n... I'm here now... I will take care of you..."

But as the days went on, you began to notice little things. Sunghoon was always there, just when you needed him. It seemed like he had an uncanny ability to show up at the right place and time.

"Oh? Sunghoon? What are you doing in my house?"

"Here! I bought you some chocolate. I thought you might need this right now."

"Oh my god that's so sweet of you... How did you know that I am in desperate need of this right now?"

You smiled and took the chocolate from his hand.

"Every time you fail a test, you always get chocolates to cheer yourself up, don't you?"

He said with a proud smile.

But... You have never told him that... And you never told him that you failed your most recent test...

So... How does he know?

But at that time, you were too innocent to even notice this was odd.

Eventually, a year later, you and Sunghoon got into a relationship.

One evening, as you were looking through Sunghoon's phone, as your phone ran out of battery and you desperately needed a phone to do some research.

Curiousity got into you and somehow, you decided to open up Sunghoon's gallery.

you came across something unsettling. A series of photos you didn’t remember taking.

They showed you in various locations, from moments of vulnerability to everyday scenes.

Your heart sank as you realized these were taken by Sunghoon.

Confronting him, you saw a shift in his demeanor. His warm smile faded, replaced by a more intense, calculating gaze.

You sensed danger. Your body is telling you to run, and of course, you followed what your body told you to do.

You ran for your life.

Why have you never noticed anything?

“You didn’t think you’d escape that easily, did you?” he whispered next to your ears and he caught up to you.

"I didn't plan all this just to let you escape..."

He said and smirked.

"What... What do you mean?"

"You know... I could have just given you a backup phone... I'm not that stupid Y/n.."

"I want you to know how much I love you... And you should love me as much too..."

The realization hit hard. You had run from one yandere, only to fall into the grasp of another.

Sunghoon’s obsession, hidden behind a facade of kindness, was just as consuming.

The cycle of escape and obsession seemed never-ending, leaving you to confront the stark reality of your situation.

[melkyt]

Idea idea idea, *bounces*

Royalty AU

*fans Law like a proper victorian damsel before he swoons from low iron xd*

So Luffy, a noble that comes from old money who acts down to earth and chill, he is working at the stables when Law sees him

Law who is raised by the likes of Doflamingo, 'the help is inconsequential', still he is polite and curt as he is with anyone. Which catches Luffy's attention. Most royals & nobles treat him like crap when he tends to their animals.

Law is on autopilot. He is there to show his face as a bachelor to high-society but he has no interest in marriage of anyone, especially not when it means giving an heir to the likes of Doflamingo. He stopped getting along with the man when he got old enough to understand the ways of manipulation of the royal courts. They play the smiling game but there is a mutual distaste common to any noble familial relationship.

Still he is there, just so he can keep his place in the family and funding for his studies/clinic. He is also there to see if the lord to be crowned king is as much a threat as he is made out to be, or just a kid playing ruler.

As he spends time in the capital waiting for the main festival and coronation of the next lord. He often comes to the stables to read and be away from it all.

Luffy is there everyday, and makes it a point to talk to anyone who visits. Law being there for hours, means that Luffy more often then not talks at him but doesn't expect any answer in return. He is just ranting about anything that pops into his head.

Law overtime cant focus on his books and listens to Luffy's ramblings that are often out there and more exciting then he has heard come out of anybody's mouth in a long time. Law doesnt like listening to most people, so this is a change.

They spend days like that and sometimes Law asks questions, which just makes Luffy glow because someone is interested in his yapping? Sign him up to stop his work and excitedly tell Law about things like his favorite food or this cool thing he heard about, the biggest things he ever hunted etc

Fastforward to the coronation.

Law knows he is leaving after so he decides to say goodbye to Luffy but he is nowhere to be found. Which puts him in a bad mood all day. He doesnt even try to put on the pretense of flirting with the noble ladies that approach him. He is cold and distant, more then a little rude. He made atleast one of them cry.

The evening drags on and all he wants to do is check the stables one more time. He can see the lights from the castle. Yet being cold is fine but leaving the party will surely get him in hot water, and Doffy might even cut off his funding for a year. Law did not care that he did not have food or a roof over his head but the patients he takes would suffer the most.

So he stays, half paying attention as the new Lord is announced. The candles dim as the center of the dance hall is illuminated. The large curving stairs come into focus as the Lord enters the area.

Law blinks. He can't believe his eyes. The lord is Luffy, the dirrty ragged wild man he has gotten used to all cleaned up with an intricate crown on his brow and a bright smile. Law like anyone heard that he got the throne through war that has wrecked his nation for five years. It was a bloody time that made everyone fear him.

It is almost hard to believe that the happy joyful stable boy Law has grown close to is the bloodthirsty strategist that united his kingdom under one banner and plans to keep going. In that moment Law understands why Doflamingo sent him here and why he was worried.

Luffy can play the royal game better then any of them. If Law believed him to be nothing but a servant this entire time, and now he is a King with all the regal bearing that comes with it.

Luffy singles out Law and asks him to join him on the stage and by his side as an advisor. Law swallows as the attention turns to him.

Law going from a no-name lordling with no real title, to the Sun-Kings most trusted people. He does not go back to Doflamingo after that, as at that point what he hss to lose pales with what he can gain by saying yes to Luffy.

Not to mention saying no to someone like Luffy is political suicide, and even if Doffy chafes at the idea of Law no longer being availible to use as a marriage pawn directly to increase his power, he stays quiet and plots behind the scenes on how to take Luffy's throne using Law.

The intrigue of it all. Plus the drama of Law acting different towards Luffy now that he knows he is King and not a servant, which makes Luffy salty.

They have alot to figure out with plenty of dramatic things like assassination plots, societal stigma over their stations that Luffy doesnt care about, and Law scrambling to keep up with how things are different now and trying to handle Doffy alone so he does not distrub Luffy's quote on quote 'plans'

Law taking his job as advisor very seriously when Luffy just wants to be his friend like they were and maybe something else in time ;3

[billgetsmewet]

i will save your life…

request : HELLLOOOO so like- what if uh Bill x reader but like they do it while listening to deftones?? (Ex: Risk from the dimond eyes album or something) idk i feel like that would be a good short story idk 🫶🏻

warnings : p in v, smut, handjob, sub!bill, petnames (ex princess/slut etc.)

Bill has been on tour foreverrr.. he was supposed to come back today, you were telling all of your friends about it. It was a big thing, considering hes been all over europe in the past few weeks, not even stepping a foot in your hometown.

He calls you up out of nowhere saying the bus broke down, great. - you think to yourself as you sigh, making him hear on the other end of the phone. I wish i could be there with you already.. - he mumbles, but you can barely hear him.

The music in the background blurs his voice but so does the fact that he barely has any signal.

I cant hear you.. -you chuckle- are you listening to deftones in the bus?.. -you ask, making him focus on the music for a second.

Oh im not the one who put it on, it was Gustav - he chuckles aswell, before getting a bit startled by someone next to him.

The bus is fixed! - he yells out. Were gonna be there soon!

You feel your mouth rounding up into a cheeky smile as he says that, you both know what youre gonna do together when he gets home..

You get a ring at your doorbell, you get shivers down your spine as you rush downstairs to unlock the door for him.

You open the door and hug him, not even letting him enter before you do.

Is that.. deftones? - he laughs, hearing the CD player bursting deftones in your room at max volume. yeah.. i thought youd like it - you reply nervously. yeah! i dont mind it, if you know what i mean - he laughs, almost laughing off the fact that you tried to impress him.

You invite him upstairs into your room, as you always do, trying to “enjoy some time with him”. you sit down on your bed, just as he does, right next to you.

The music is blurring out any sound you might hear in your room or anywhere in your house, basically its hella fucking loud, eardrums hurting type of loud.

You look at Bill, trying to tell you something you just cant hear, with lust in his eyes, his lips glossy and his look begging for you.

You didnt even have to read his lips to know what he wanted, you felt it straight up.

You smile at him, before standing up to lower the music a bit so youd be able to hear his moans.

Next thing you know hes in his boxers and youre palming him, hes rock hard, whining for you to do something about it.. what a slut.

B-bmhh.. baby.. mhh! please! please! -he moans pathetically, begging you to fuck him.

Be patient now, wont you? you made me wait too.. you didnt visit me for weeks for some stupid tour, isnt that true, hm? -you argue.

He just keeps whining and moaning like a dog, his eyes tearing up. Baby it hurts.. p-please it hurts.. -he cries, yet you let him cry, you keep palming him and teasing him. You feel his precum leaking from his boxers, “god..” you thought to yourself, trying to hold yourself back, not letting him win.

Eventually he did win, no matter how hard you tried, you couldnt resist his puppy eyes. The music is still blasting in your ears as you hear a big moan from him, louder than the music, he has managed to rip the boxers… how? i dont know, you tell me.. It was a sign to jerk him off, or atleast you took it that way.

You started slowly pumping him from the bottom with one hand , while you tease his red, swollen tip with the other. His precum has already coated both of your palms. A-Ah!.. Ah!! please.. faster..mmh! -he moans, how cute. You do as he tells you and you start pumping him faster, now with both hands.

His mouth hangs agape, moaning and crying submissively.

Please.. please.. mommy.. please.. let me cum..-he whimpers. Do you think you deserve it, Billy? Have you been a good boy? -you ask in reply. Yes! mh..mhm! mhm.. please! yes!

He just wouldnt shut up, would he?��

A-hhmm..ah! mommy.. i cant take it anymore-mmh.. im gonna cum.. mmh.. - he moans, before comming all over your hands.

Now this wasnt acceptable, what a dirty little whore. Cant even listen to his own girlfriend.

Oh look at what youve done.. this dirty boy needs punishing, doesnt he? look at you.. - you say, degrading him. I-i.. i didnt mean to, im sorry.. i couldnt hold it back.. Nuh-uh! This dirty slut needs punishing after this.

You unbuckle your belt, letting your pants fall down, making a clinking sound as the belts hit the hardwood floor. You get ontop of him, grabbing his waist, sitting down on his lap, teasing him before you actually begin.

Oh look at you now.. already hard again.. -you say, seeing his boner become more and more intense. What a slut for mommy, arent you?

You take off your lingerie, making him stare at your bare pussy, this time, he was even harder.

You get ontop of him, bouncingyourself up and down, relaxing into the music and ignoring his requests and moans.

A-Ah! please slow down, it hurts.. mmh..-he was so sensitive, what a submissive boy.

Mhm?.. ah.. fuck.. Bill.. arent you a dirty little sensitive slut for mama, hm? -you groan, trying to hold back your whimpers and cries, he was big, you couldnt lie.

You started bouncing faster, not caring about his high but about your own, he was already a spoiled little boy anyways.

Mama.. mh.. i cant take it anymore im gonna cum again…-he cries, coincidentally right before you reach your climax, cumming all over his abdomen, making him not able to finish.

Fuck.. -you breathe heavily as you get off him. But.. But mommy… -he whines.

Bad boys dont get to finish, darling…

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Ps: i wrote this in school it took me like two hours and why tf is it so short… anyways the coffee thay im drinking rn is hitting diff ughhh, i think its mocha or something

[jalicecookie]

Helmet & Carrots

Your 19-year-old father is looking for his motorcycle helmet...but you converted it into a bed for your stuffed animal bunny. Seojun Han isn't happy about it - especially , when he realizes that you've hidden a few carrots in your helmet - for your stuffed animal. (Pre-Season 1)

Carefully, with all the dexterity that an almost 3-year-old child has, you place the pink Disney princess scarf , into the open helmet.

It wasn't just any helmet...not a helmet to dress up in, oh no actually you weren't allowed to go near the things...which according to your Appa were - off limits.

This included scissors when an adult wasn't nearby...you were especially not allowed to go to the stove (after you played with the on-off switches months ago and almost melted a pot) - aaaand actually your father's motorcycle helmet - Seojun Han - wasn't intended for you either.

But your father was in the study/living room and had to do something for school registration soon.

So you can't even ask if he would say yes...because your stuffed bunny urgently needs a new bed...and Appa's motorcycle helmet is perfect for it.

You could have asked your aunt - Gowoon Han...but it was much funnier that way.

Plus, your stuffed bunny was already tired and would be happy about this new bed!

The stuffed animal sat next to you on the floor of Seojun's room and watched you with big, faithful eyes as you first got the motorcycle helmet from one of the cupboards (you had to climb onto a chair and it was totally wobbly, but you didn't fall off or hurt yourself!) - and then the stuffed animal listened exactly to you as you prepared the new bed for him with the beautiful princess scarf... the stuffed bunny was a patient listener... you really liked him gladly.

Your grandmother gave it to you when you came to the family when you were just under 1 year old, your mother had simply left you in front of the apartment door like an unwanted package with a small suitcase... you can't fully understand the extent of it, but you quickly grew to love your father... as did your aunt and your grandmother, who unfortunately you almost always have to visit in the hospital... she is very sick.

But the little money she has was spent on the stuffed bunny...and you're really taking good care of that! You hardly go anywhere without him. That's why he needs a new bed.

"Bunny, wait...get a surprise," you whisper mysteriously and give the stuffed animal a kiss on the right ear before sneaking out of your father's room into the kitchen.....the dim light from the lamp is just enough for you to open the bottom drawer under the fridge and take out a few carrots (you don't want your bunny to go hungry in his new bed!)

A few minutes later you put the carrots in the helmet next to the bunny and are proud of the great new bed for your stuffed animal. And you're really happy that a little later there's dinner and your aunt has made your favorite dessert....but your father still seems to be busy with the preparations and organizational things for school even during dinner.

„Has anyone seen my motorcycle helmet?“

You let your Auntie spoonfed you the rest of the Dinner and shook your head no. Not that appa would take away bunnys new bed! But as the darked hair Student announced he will look in his room now you quietly gave your auntie understand you wanted to be put down from the high chair and toddeld after Seojun.

„Appa no no!“

You ran into the room and stood arms wide open in front of your Father.

He on the other hand looked down on you and of course noticed the distinctioned Helmet on his Bed.

„Didnt Appa told you its off Limits?“

As Seojun went to grab the Helmet you instead of running to the Bed, grabbed his right index Finger and tried to stopp him.

„Ssssh! Bunny night night! Appa no wakey wakey!“

Your Father looked down at you and sighed for a moment.

„Cant your Bunny do night night somewhere else?“ he asked back.

„No Helmet new Bed“

„I need my helm, Appa‘s on his way out and driving without one is dangerous“

„Appa no angerus! Appa bestesest Appa!“

„Thats not what i meant i….“

He picked you up and you cuddled closer, patting his hair softly and repeatedly saying that he is no dangerous so he didnt need the motorcycle helmet and bunny can continue night night.

„I still need it for the motorcycle ride Baby! So how about the Bunny continues sleeping in your Crib hm?“

He tickels you and warm laughs filled his bedroom before you agreed and let your Dad reach out for the Helmet to put out first the scarf and than the Disney Princess Scarf.

„Are these Carrots?“

„Snack for Bunny!“

„Great now my Motorcycle Helmet will smell like Carrots. Bring them to your Auntie for her to put them in the Fridge okay?“

„Kay kay appa!“

You were placed on the Floor again and walked with the bunny and scarf in one hand and the carrots in the other hand towards the living room still giggling.

The Smell of Carrots would later that evening as well surprise the young Jugyeong Lim when she bumps into the wanna bee bad boy motorcycle driver!

The END

[dannydoesthisthing27]

Redacted Mate Headcannons 🎉

Sam and Baabe play boardgames together (their favorites chess)

Angel helps Sweetheart scare Milo whenever they all hang out

Baabe and Angel have lunch once or twice a week. I'm not sure if it's cannon that Angel works a corporate job. I'd have to go back and listen to all the audios again to check. I like to think though, that at least part time, they do tattooing or some other kind of art on the side. On the days that they have time, they meet up and talk with each other over food.

Sweetheart and Sam are siblings ( this one is inspired by @redactahoe and their incredible art and headcanons for Sweetheart i highly recommend going and checking their stuff out )

Sam and Sweetheart also regularly go out for meals together, just the two of them and with their mates.

Sweetheart and Baabe spar and wrestle together. I think Baabe has had professional training as a boxer and a little jiu-jutsu. I know D.U.M.P is a magical institution, but it's still essentially police work, so I imagine almost all of the detectives and officers need some kind of combat training. They work out together to keep both their skills sharp.

Sam has been trying to teach Angel to cook more homemade meals.

During the first solstice they met at, Angel and Sam bonded over the fact that they are both interested in medicine. (I've seen a couple posts in passing about medic/nurse Angel most recently from @piltie-paradigm and @jasmine-loves-writing but if anyone else has nurse Angel stuff please let me know and I will tag yall too because it's a great headcannon)

Angel as a nurse (I'm pretty sure traveling/freelance nurses are a thing right? Cause that's what I imagine Angel doing. They don't have one hospital they work at. They bounce between hospitals in Dahlia and Ferris, resulting in fairly frequent work trips. Never more than a week though.) is insanely good with patients, specifically teenagers, because they know what it's like to be freaked out in a hospital while waiting for care. They make sure every patient gets the attention they deserve

Sam tries to check on Sweetheart at least once a day

The average conversation between Sam and Sweetheart is "I wonder what would happen if-" "stop wondering you're going to get yourself arrested. Or worse hurt and ill have to deal with it"

Baabe collects things. They have almost as much stuff as Ash, except for majority of it is much smaller trinkets and bobbles. Their favorite thing they have is a jar of soda can tabs/bottle caps that Asher gives them every time he has one in exchange for a kiss. (There's multiple jars)

All of the mates know how to ride a motorcycle. Only Baabe does it regularly, they love their bike and treat it better than Asher (according to Asher at least but he's dramatic)

Angel and Baabe play poker and pool and both know how to hustle (baabe is better at poker, Angel is better at pool) neither can beat Sam. Sam is the only person that can beat the both of them, David, and Milo at both games.

Sam likes spending time with the other mates. It reminds him of what it's like to be human. All the little things that they do. The way Angel rambles and has to pause to catch their breath or recollect their thoughts. The way Baabes breath slows down when they're really thinking about something, and the way they crack their knuckles once they have a solution. The way Sweethearts eyes and nose crinkle when they laugh. It reminds him of all the things he doesn't (cant) do anymore

Sam still has an old 1960s Harley leather jacket in pristine condition that was the last thing his grandmother gave him. It still fits too, because she bought it knowing her boy was going to get out and become as strong on the outside as he was inside (he and sweetheart were very malnourished when they lived in Mont Blanc due to circumstances with their family. Their grandma was worried it might end up stunting their growth, but they both turned out like beanpoles, just skinny till they moved away and found some structure)

Baabe has a hard time reading people's emotions, so they try to be very specific with how they speak so that things don't get taken the wrong way. They also have a fairly monotone voice, and flat expression most of the time, which is why people at their job and in public think they're intimidating. However once you've gotten to know them, and you find a topic they're interested in. They can talk more than Angel and Sweetheart

Baabe has a daily routine, and deviating from it unexpectedly can be distressing sometimes, but once the routine has deviated, they're pretty good at factoring it in. Also, they hate showing that they don't understand something, so they do obscene amounts of research on a wide variety of subjects. Whenever friends talk about new things, they pay insane attention and ask questions because they want to know why their friend enjoys the thing.

Baabe has also started trying to do something outside of their routine at least 3 times a week. Hiking is their go-to, but adding in an extra ride on their bike is also good

Sam and Baabe when they're hanging out are either quiet 90% of the time, or they do not shut up. These two together can be professional yappers /pos.

When Sweetheart first met the pack, they were terrified. Surprisingly, it wasn't Milo that reeled them in though, it was Gabe. He asked them to come into his office because he wanted to know the person his sons best friend brought home. (Pack dens like a second home for every pack member. it's not insignificant in size big enough for every pack member to fit and then some. Multiple stories.)

When Gabe asked them to come speak with him, he saw the way their behavior changed from anxious but polite to professional and clean. He thought it was amusing, but he understood why they did it. He was the alpha, after all. Once they were in the office though, he explained he just wanted to know them a little better, and told them he was proud of Milo for choosing a person like them. They still think of that moment a lot, it was the first time they truly felt welcomed somewhere.

Angel collects stickers, pins, and patches to give to the patients they work with. Occasionally, when they're tattooing, they give trinkets to clients who want them or ask about them.

Angel also collects gothic poetry and artwork for no reason other than it fascinates them

[kyrowmee]

ᝰ dying out.

note. no thoughts, short scenario + tw. break-ups & endings, toxic relationship, love died out, onesided love? — no fluff/comfort. just pure angst + scaramouche. an old piece of mine that never made the cut. HEAVILY SELF-INDULGENT!! modern au?

The silence was deafening, although you were sitting next to each other since a long time apart—It feels like he's ever the more farther. as if you were strangers. It felt like you haven't talked in months to the point that, you don't know each other like before—No, it was like you didn't know him anymore.

How long — Has always been on your mind these days, echoing at the back of your head as another voice to listen to when dawn falls.

How long has it been since he last held your hand? How long has it been since he'd tell you the sweetest words, cooing the preaches of his love - how long has it been since he last told you, 'I love you'?

Perhaps a long time, when you cant seem to remember it anymore.

All you can remember are the bleak days of when he'd leave you to months to no end. The reassurances turning into arguments - petty reasons, and the worst part of it all, he makes it feel like YOURE the one at fault. He leaves you, alone in your shared room - letting the ringing silence of guilt eat you up until YOURE the one who apologizes.

How long - How long since he last looked at you? with those loving eyes of him once filled with so much warmth, You wait for him through every night, throughout your relationship you thought he'd be the one. Through every text messages, unread and ghosted - through all the preplanned dates moved just for him.

But for waiting as long as you have, is it worth the wait?

.. How long did you have to wait?

"Kuni-..Kunikuzushi." you call his name even if it feels unfamiliar and bitter rolling off your tongue, no longer calling him the terms of endearment that you both used to go by - because the love had already died out long ago. This was enough.. a mutual want to end it all.

You thought of yourself as a patient person, you could wait. You would always tell yourself during the late nights alone. You can adjust, You can be his greater part, is what you'd tell yourself when you're the one who reconciles with him.

But everyone has limits.

You choke out the words, fumbling with them with the nibbling of your lower lip as you think of what to say, - No, you didn't have to think really. It's obvious what you needed to say and what you wanted to say.

-'Lets Break Up.' Is what's stuck in your throat, clawing like a numbing feeling of abyss staring down at you and the years of your relationship going down the drain, and you can't find the courage to say it.

Not when you still wanted him. Not when you still wanted this.

There was a moment of silence before you talk again, glancing up at him from the corner of your eyes and he doesn't even look at you - Hell, he was doing everything to not look at you by looking at all the passerby that had walked past with more interest he'd ever had for you. That's when you knew - it was like a confirmation that you needed to just say it, there was no going back now.

"Do you.. still love me?" you stare up at him, resorting to other words to term it and it slips from your lips instead of the three words you were trying so hard to say. Cursing yourself in your head because you knew the answer all too well and you knew you were just asking for more pain. You knew it, because the first thing he'd do since getting here - was redirecting his attention to anything and everything that wasn't you.

"Do you really want an answer to that?" You stay silent for a moment, like a domino effect all the words get stuck in your throat and your breath hitches, the pain that flashes in your eyes and the sharp pang reverberating in your chest at the silent answer you knew all to well - But you wanted him to say it. you just hoped, perhaps..

But it was all in vain. Why were you just wasting your time with someone who never even wished to be here?

The fickle confidence that you gathered through the months he left you alone with your thoughts and this withering relationship, for the words to end it all - shatters in the palm of his hands like a fleeting breeze.

Right. Why would you ever work out?

He was always the sun, and you were the never changing moon.

Like the cycle, your relationship goes out like a dim flame of the sun setting upon the horizon.

Ironic that the sun really was setting at this moment and you smile up at him - one that doesn't reach your eyes, 

"The sunset looks beautiful, doesn't it?"

There wasn't any hope, its for the better for us both.

[gabessquishytum]

CW hospitals and medical stuff heyo! This is based partially off of my experience and therefore will probably be more on par with things in america.

Hob and Dream both get sent to the ER separately. Hob over a sport’s injury and Dream having some incredibly horrid insomnia issues. Hob and Dream sit next to each other coincidentally and unfortunately for Dream, Hob’s a talker. Dream is not even listening half convinced Hob’s lost it when they both suddenly notice an Elderly woman and her son come in, she is in a lot of pain and the son says he’ll be back to take a smoke break.

“he’s going to leave her here” Dream mutters the first time he’s spoken in the hour they’ve been there.

“No that’s horrible! Who would do that to their mother?” Hob asks

“people have problems, you don’t know about,”

hob hums thoughtfully,

“I’ll bet you twenty dollars her son comes back”

dream simply nods feeling he is about to become twenty dollars richer. When thirty minutes later the son comes back.

“yes,” Hob whispers “hope in humanity triumphs!”

Dream grumbles and starts digging through his purse.

“I was kidding, I don’t need the money, I’m Hob by the way”

“I know,” Dream says. “I also know you were born in 1989”

Hob is taken aback “how’d you know that?”

��you loudly proclaimed your date and birth when you were getting checked in”

“oh you cheeky bastard I like you,”

so for the next six hours that they are waiting they swap stories and make more bets. Hob finally gets a room and dream bemoans the fact that he forgot to ask for Hob’s number. Until… Dream gets his room and hey turns out he’s rooming with Hob!

“hey stranger,”

“Robert”

Dream sits down primly on his bed. Hob’s injury is fairly severe so he has to stay a few days, and so does Dream but Hob’s not exactly sure why, they’ve always got him hooked up to the vital machine but he doesn’t seem…sick? by day three Dream is defeated. “Hey Dream…what’s wrong?”

“they won’t let me go home, until I get a full eight hours,”

“oh…”

“I CANT sleep hob! I don’t know what’s wrong with me! Why can’t I do a basic human function like every other human being!” it then occurs to Hob that he’s never seen Dream sleep, Dream was awake when hob fell asleep and already up when Hob woke up. Hob assumed he slept while the other was sleeping but apparently not.

“you want to try something a tad bit unorthodox?” “I’ll do anything,” dream practically begs.

“wanna cuddle?”

“but I’m hooked up to the monitor and-“

“I’ll come to you,”

“but your foot”

“I’ll come to you”

Dream finally nods and Hob hobbles over to his bedside they managed to get themselves in an order where dream was laying on top of Hob’s chest.

“Comfy?” Hob asks, and Dream practically purrs like a cat. hob rubs his back with one hand and runs his fingers through his think dark black hair with the other and Dream? Dream falls asleep and stays asleep. the next morning Dream’s doctor comes in and is like “Did you mess with the monitor it says you got a full eight hours,”

“No sir, I simply found a natural remedy,”

Hob waves to the doctor, he’s back in his own bed.

the doctor still wants to monitor Dream for a few days to make sure it wasn’t a fluke. Eventually Hob decides to just stay in bed with Dream, it’s easier on his foot that way. and once the two have fully recovered after a few weeks, they go on their first of many dates.

-🦎 anon

Thank you for sending this!!! The dialogue you've added really made me melt, they're so sweet. I love the image of Hob, well, hobbling over to Dream with his broken foot. The doctor and the nurses on duty all pretend to be cross about breaking hospital rules, it's really not allowed, blah blah blah. But no one actually tells Hob to get out of Dream’s bed. They can see that he's curing their grumpiest (affectionate) and most horribly sleep deprived patient, and despite the rules they're not going to interfere with such clear progress.

The problem comes when both of them are discharged. Dream will no longer be able to sleep on top of Hob. But there is one solution - Hob could do with a bit of home help, with his foot still unusable. Dream immediately offers his services (he's a terrible nurse but he tries his best, bless him) in exchange for a solid 8 hours passed out with his head on Hob’s chest.

When they finally leave Hob’s flat for that long awaited date, Hob still has the cute hobbly walk, and Dream still has dark circles under his eyes. But they're MUCH better together. And yes, Dream is moving in to Hob’s place properly tomorrow <3

[i-cant-sing]

-Rambling, cuz apparently, I like to yap when it comes to you.-

I think Islam is a wonderful religion.

In the middle of octubre, I took notice of how the people in Gaza dealt with things, even if they were suffering, they still praised Allah.

And I was like, let me try that for a few months, as an agnostic, in a Christian household. I didn't know that there were 5 prayers, but once I found out, I looked up how to do them correctly.

As a person who has always questioned why everything was created and why I felt no connection to other religions.

Even going to church with my mom and doing my confirmation, I didn't have that much of a connection, if any.

Islam it kinda clicked with me.

My mom found out, and she started to tell me that in Islam, women are oppressed and so on. I told her that I was just praying, listening to the Quran, and following the teachings of the prophet (pbuph).

I also told her that her views on other religions were warped by the media, news, and movies that portray them in a bad light.

She took it as a bitter pill, but she still let me try and continue. When I would be praying and she would enter my room to ask me something, she would just say, "Oh, sorry. I'll tell you when you're down."

When I did Ramadan, getting up early to find something to eat , wait till it's time to pray then go back to bed.

Even tho she didn't understand the religion and still had her apprehensions, she would come to my room and ask me if I ate or needed to eat before I had to pray.

When I would listen to the Quran or a dua, it made me have a sense of peace of mind.

Having a hard time, I would yap and yap, knowing that even if I think I am alone, Allah is always listening.

I even asked if I was following the right path, and that very thing had a dream. I was walking in the woods and made to a mosque, grabbed a light color stone and sat at a corner, and prayed.

By the time I was done, the stone was darker, and my mom was at the door saying she come to pick me up.

It was a weird dream, but I took it as a sign to keep going, so I did. I learned some Duas, and I would get excited when I would get it right.

I would learn how to pray with those prayer videos, even now I still can't remember all of it, but I can still say them.

I did Islam for 9 to 10 months, and I learned to be more patient, helpful, and to have a clearer mind.

I even taught my mom how to say As-Salaam-Alaikum and Wa-Alaikum-Salaam. When we would go buy groceries, we could have a Muslim cashier, and she would get so happy when I would greet her.

Now the employees know me for my skateboard, and the Muslim would know me for always greeting them.

If they saw me walking by and I didn't notice them, they would greet me like I was an old friend.

Eve tho I am not in Islam as much I still make Duas once in a while, and talk to Allah when I feel like everything is too much. I try to follow the teachings as well.

My mom, even once in a while, would say, " Allah couldn't like that." Or " Ask Allah to help me."

So, seeing how you incorporate Islam into your time travel ua it makes me a little happy.

I can learn something new and enjoy a good story at the same time. I am back to being agnostic, but Islam holds a place in my heart along with the people I meet when I decide to give the religion a try.

Yeah, yapped a lot in this 🤦🏽‍♀️ but I feel glad I shared my thoughts on your wonderful religion.

This is so cute- i teared up at your dream, too wholesome. And your mom is sweet and supportive, 10/10 mother <33 And i (as do most muslims, im sure) RELATE to talking to Allah like He's our bestie/therapist because it really does feel so therapeutic. Even if Allah already knows whats in your heart, it feels good to talk to Him. Or sometimes, when you're just so heartbroken, so devastated that u cant even bring the words out and you just... cry. Oh- it feels so good to cry out to Allah , the Almighty, the Ar-Rahman, the Ar-Raheem- and you sort of do feel the pain going away after your mini breakdown sesh (actually had a minor one two days ago and after i was done, i was like "welp, that problem isnt that big of a deal. Allah will take care of it for me.") and that is the mindset that keeps me sane these days-

"Allah will take care of everything."

I think its great that you tried out something new, did your own research on it, and like yes- you should definitely explore other religions to find answers to your own questions.

And yes! I do enjoy learning new things through stories too! Thats why i find history so interesting, because im playing a whole ass 10 season show in my head with all the dramatics. It even helped me with biology and medschool too! Like take the hormonal-feedback mechanism. I'd go like- "and then the brain would send signals to release hormones from this organ to tackle with that problem, but once that problem is dealt with- the organ goes- nah bro. that's ENOUGH! STOP! FUCKING STOP!" or "in autoimmune disease, body's own defender cells would suddenly lose their memory and think EVERYONE is their sworn enemy, and *dramatic war music* attack from every direction, not realising they've killed their own, the very people they were born to protect *sad war music* War is ugly-"

i knew some people would not like me incorporating islam into this au, but like- 1. its something different, and i wanted to try it out. 2. i am the only target audience i care about. i write what i want to read. 3. i mean, so far, the eras i've written about has islam as a big component it, so its obv gonna play a big part in it.

i guess, if some people were to keep an open mind while reading, they'd enjoy it. its not like i can force u to convert from what- an au?? i think people who dont want to read this au is either u really hate islam because of false preconcieved notions or you're afraid that maybe you'll actually like islam and u might be interested in it. i dont think anyone could be that weak willed- to be so easily influenced by just mere words?????? because if u are so easily influenced, then i think u need help.

[onskepa]

REMINDER TO EVERYBODY: This au is one where Spider is a girl and the Sully's kids are boys.

Here we go for the sequel i been waiting on...

I was thinking,

Spider getting courted by this male na'vi (I really headcanon he's pansexual in canon, so i think in this au he's is too)

And like, she's on with this for a while, because why not?

She's 16 she would love to have a boyfriend and shit like that, every girl her age does it.

She and this guy, flirt, go on strange walks togheter, hunt and do things like this with eachother..

But the Sully's boys, do NOT like this, they all jealous (not in a sexual or romantic way, but in a platonic way, like older brothers are protective of their younger sisters)

And they start this series of "condolences" where Spider is needed to them.

Like

Neteyam: Spider i really need your help with my ikran, she can only calm down with your help i swear.

-

Lo'ak: dude, i need your help with cleaning my family's knives, i really cant do it without your help

-

Kiri: monkey girl, can you please help me search from this herbs? my grandmother really needs them!

-

Tuk: can we pretty please play with me?

-

Spider in a way of another always accepts, until her date gets angry at her for dropping out on their dates every last minute (especially after he organised a big day for them to spent togheter, and she dropped it because she was asked by one of the boys)

She goes cry to her brothers about it, and meanwhile they console her, Lo'ak let himself escape a "We knew he wasn't good for you anyway sis"

And she gets really mad, and starts yelling at them about how is all their fault and that she can't belive they did something like that to her.

(Idk how to go forward to this point honestly, i hope in you love xx)

Hellooooooo darling~!!

So I can see so many things with this idea! Hope you and everyone enjoy this one~!!

P.S: Spider = Arachnid, Kiri = Kamun , Tuk = Tik

Arachnid

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Arachnid: Lose strings

Some time has passed since the incident with Tony, and while he has never done anything like that ever again, Arachnid knows better than to be alone in the lab other than her own personal room. 

However, it hasn't stopped the deep worry the poor girl has. Thinking that every other male aside from the sully brothers, wants something from her. Should arachnid need something or ask, it is mostly the women she goes to. Rarely she would ask norm or max. 

But that doesn't stop her from having fun with the sully brothers. They are her best friends and closest to a family she has.  Arachnid is happy despite some bumps on the road. And it is fine. 

Until one na’vi male took interest in her.

Srefey, a young male na’vi who had finished his iknimaya not long ago. Bright, talented, always eager to help those in need. But he is also someone who longs for something. While young and still discovering new things, he desires something that his loving parents have. 

A strong bond with a significant other. 

Someone who he can call many loving names, do things together, and build a small paradise just between the two. Srefey’s parents are in no rush to find someone for him, or he is looking for someone. There is a time and a place, as they always say. Yet Srefey can't help but search. To yearn for someone as they yearn for him. 

Of course he should be patient

But at the same time, he should explore his options and see what else he considered yet. 

“Hey don't act so spoiled now temtem” Arachnid giggles as temtem, neteyam’s ikran, nuzzles against her. 

“Alright, just one more” She says, tossing a big piece of meat into the ikrans mouth, temtem accepts it happily. 

“I swear he should be your ikran instead. Never listen to me” Neteyam says as he shakes his head. Both gently pet temtem as he purrs in his own way. Loving the attention he is getting. 

“Maybe the way you approach him is wrong,” Arachnid suggested. Neteyam sighs, “I have tried your tips, copied how you speak and touched him. Yet nothing works, it is like he just prefers you over me. And I am the rider” Neteyam says. Tetem grunts as if to agree with him. 

“Awe~ Is that it temtem? You like me? Yeah? You like me better than old grumpy neyney?” Arachnid baby talks temtem as she scratches under his chin, having him pant happily like a dog. 

“I'm not grumpy” Neteyam frowns as he crosses his arms. 

“Whatever, I will watch over him while you get your stuff” Arachnid suggests. Agreeing to that, neteyam leaves. 

Srefey and a small group of other young na’vi go to attend their ikrans. Seeing his beloved ikran, roar out in how he missed srefey. 

“My dear friend, I have missed you too” Srefey comforts his ikran. 

“ARACHNID!!” 

The voice of a young one was heard past him. Turning, he recognizes young Tik sully, following behind were his two older brothers, kamun and lo’ak. All three walked towards the sky na’vi, arachnid. He sees how the brothers interact with the girl. All hugging and talking with the young girl like a close friend, family from what he can see. 

Srefey was aware of arachnid and how she does her best to contribute to the clan. Many acknowledge and some pretend she doesn't exist. He wasn't in between but this is a first where he truly saw her. 

While attending to his ikran, srefey couldn't help but observe the sky na’vi. Arachnid tends to neteyam’s ikran well, and the ikran responds to her petting, kind words, and anything she does. Speaking in fluent, perfect na’vi as she speaks to anyone. The girl's voice was soft and kind, from what he could hear at the distance. 

The more he sees, the more curious he becomes about arachnid. 

“Tsahik, some of the warriors require your help, they can't make it all the way over here” a na’vi told mo’at. Quickly she gathers her things and turns to arachnid. “You stay and continue with the paste, help anyone who comes. I will return”, with an affirmed nod from arachnid, mo’at leaves. 

Arachnid begins to hum a lovely tune as she continues to make healing paste among other medicines. It is moments like that, being alone can clear her mind. At peace and at her own pace. 

At least for 5 minutes before the flaps of the healing tent opened. 

“Tsahik, I-oh, I'm sorry, is the tsahik not here…?” A young na’vi entered, gripping his shoulder. Arachnid turned to him, shaking her head. 

“No, she left not too long ago to help with some of the warriors. However, tsahik has taught me her ways, I can help you” Arachnid offered. 

A smile reached up to the young na’vi’s lips, sitting down at the woven mat, he showed his wound to the sky na’vi. There was a deep slash, blood still escaping from the wound. Quickly, arachnid got to work. While she didnt speak, concentrated to get the materials and stop the bleeding, the boy observed her, seeing how quick and swiftly she began to do her thing, very much like a healer of advanced level. 

Grabbing a wet rag, slowly arachnid taps it gently on the wound, cleaning the blooded area. 

“Did a hunt go wrong?” She asked, as means to distract him a bit from the stinging pain. The boy huffed a bit. “You could say that, a herb of strumbeast came out of nowhere. We had little time to get out of their way. I got hurt by hitting against a rock, but others obtained more serious injuries”, he explained. 

“That explains Mo'at having to leave” arachnid replied. 

They made a few glances at each other, giving small talk. 

“There, all better,” Arachnid says as she finishes bandaging his wound. Doing a bit of shoulder movement, the boy was surprised how bit of pain he felt and how freely he can move his arm. The sky na’vi is very good. 

“Thank you” the boy says, grinning in gratitude. Arachnid nods. 

“I never catched your name,” the boy says. 

“My name is Arachnid,” the girl replies with a warm smile. This made the boy smile bigger in return. 

“Pleasure to meet you arachnid, my name is srefey”.

After their first meeting, do they cross paths more often. Notice each other but arachnid still keeps her distance. Her trust in males still warry. Of course the sully’s were not that oblivious to the quick glances but didn't interfere much. For now. 

“Arachnid, look I found these large flower orange petals. Should we make a new top for you? It will bring out your stripes more” Kamun said to arachnid one day. Arachnid inspected the material, it was soft and very beautiful, she nodded. 

“But this time, maybe I should cover myself a bit more…” arachnid mutters. Kamun hears this and sighs, “are they still bothering you?” he asked while growling a bit. “If they are, just say the word and we will take care of them”. 

Arachnid was quick to shake her hands and head denying it, “no no! They stopped after whatever you did with tony”. This brought Kamun a sense of peace as his shoulders relax. “Then you shouldn't worry, don't let the past incident cloud you. Never be ashamed of your body” Kamun encourages. 

Agreeing, arachnid and kiri begin to work. 

The following day, Arachnid wears her new clothing with love and pride. Kamun was right, orange does bring out her stripes better. Which made her feel more confident and happy. And a special na’vi noticed her happy improvement. 

“Need some help?” Srefey asked arachnid one bright morning. Arachnid collected some special leaves but holding a basket, while holding a vine and at the same time picked at the leaves it a bit of a challenge. But arachnid was still warry. 

“I can manage,” Arachnid replied, a bit stubbornly. This made Srefey chuckled, “are you sure? I can see you trying to balance yourself and the basket. It can be done quicker if you let me assist” he offered. 

Arachnid was alone and the sully brothers will doing some training, promised to help her later, but she needed the leaves now. Sighing a bit in defeat, Arachnid allowed srefey in assisting her. “Fine, but I hold the basket, you can just drop the leaves in there,” Arachnid said. This was fine with srefey. 

Switching sides, arachnid stayed on the ground as srefey climbed on the vine and started to collect the leaves and drop them on the basket. “What do you need these leaves for?” Srefey asked out of curiosity. Arachnid was a bit hesitant to answer, “why do you want to know?” Arachnid asks back. 

Srefey chuckles a bit, “can I know?”, arachnid shrugs and doesn't say much. After a few minutes, the basket was full so srefey got down. “Would you like me to carry it?” He offers. Arachnid quickly and gently takes the basket closer to her body, “thanks but you did enough. I can carry it, it's not heavy”. Really, it wasn't. Srefey took notice of how arachnid’s behavior is. A bit distant and not making much eye contact. 

“You know, you dont have to be so tense around me. I won't hurt you, you seem like a nice person to be around” Srefey compliments. Arachnid had her eyes wide a bit, surprised by his choice of words. Perhaps she was being a bit cold to him. 

“S-sorry, it's not that I think you would hurt me, I am just…still tense from an incident” Arachnid confesses. This caught srefey’s attention. Now his eyes fully on her, he couldn't help but know, “incident? Has someone hurt you?”. 

“Not physically, since I wear na’vi clothing majority of the time. Human males had looked at me with….uncomfortable glances. Someone tried to take me somewhere more private but, lucky kamun and tik arrived on time. Send me off to tsahik, I dont know what they did but after that, many males didnt try to touch me again. However, it still doesnt shake off their stares at me. So sorry if I am being like this to you, it's not easy to just shake it off. Being alone with a man still irks me” Arachnid explains. 

Now fully understanding her situation, srefey thinks of another route. Stupid humans are still doing stupid things it seems. 

“Well, how about I show you?” Srefey asks, this made arachnid raise an eyebrow. 

“Show me?” 

“Yes, let me prove to you that I mean now harm. I won't lie arachnid, you have captured my interest, and before you assume anything. I merely wish to get to know you. Be friends even. And if you think it won't work out, or if you are uncomfortable, just tell me. I won't force you, have you be in control”. 

Arachnid let his offer linger in her mind. Her finger tapping on her chin as she hums in thought. It wouldn't hurt right? She cant always be living in fear. 

“Alright, I don't mind being friends with you” Arachnid gives her answer, this made srefey smile in excitement.  

“Great, I know you are busy but how about tomorrow? We can go and…”

3 months of lovely friendship grew between arachnid and srefey. 3 months of getting to know each other, likes, dislikes, secrets and discovering new things together. 3 months of platonic relationship, until it grew into something more….intimate. 

“What…?” Arachnid asks, in disbelief of what she is hearing and seeing in front of her. 

On a bright sunny day, after playing in a clear river and eating good fruit. Srefey thought it would be a perfect moment for what he longed to speak. 

“Allow me to court you” Srefey said patiently, his smile warm and hopeful. 

Arachnid was truly at a loss for words. Someone, someone with zero bad intentions, someone who sees her more than a human, someone who desires her in a romantic way. The whole thing sounded impossible to believe. 

“B-but im human…” Arachnid says, almost in a mere whisper. 

Srefey lets a chuckle escape him as he slowly gets closer to her. 

“And? That doesn't stop me from wanting to court you. You are na’vi in all forms. Even if you don't have a kuru, or share our blue skin, I could care less. You are you arachnid, and that is what I enjoy” Srefey confesses. 

Oh if only srefey knew what those words make arachnid feel. 

“I…*Sighs* srefey, what if I don't see or feel the same way as you?” Arachnid asks, rubbing her arms as means for comfort and reassurance. If anything, it only made srefey get closer to her, his hands ghosting over hers. 

“Allow me to change your mind. And if..in the end it doesn't work, we can still be friends. You are too incredible for me to lose. Please..?” 

After long seconds of silence, Arachnid gives her answer. 

“Ok, let's see where this goes”. 

“YOU ARE BEING WHAT?!” the four sully brothers screamed/asked in complete and utter shock. Unable to process what they were told. And as they all have a moment of brain exe. Not working moment, Arachnid calmly drinks her tea. 

“Srefey is courting me” Simple. Easy. 

If only it really was that simple and easy. 

“B-but…..h-how-justWHAT?!” Lo’ak was freaking out, grabbing his hair as he paced back and forth. Tik was just as speechless as neteyam while Kamun narrowed his eyes. 

“You? C-courted?! Srefey?!” 

Arachnid rolled her eyes, “oh calm down, it's not that big of a deal” 

“IT IS A BIG DEAL!!” Tik shouted, snapping out of his own shock. Grabbing arachnid by the arm, he starts to shake her. “Tik stop!! My tea!!” Arachnid shouted as big drops of her tea were spilling from the constant shaking. Which tik didn't care for. 

“Knock it off, seriously. Great, now I have to make more” Arachnid whined a bit, gently pushing tik away as she prepares to make more tea. 

“Did he bribed you? Manipulated you? Just say the word and we will take care of it” Neteyam urges. Arachnid was starting to feel a bit annoyed by how persistent they are. 

“He didn't do anything. Srefey asked me, and I accepted. I made the choice for him to court me. No one is forcing anything. Simple as that. Meaning, you four will also have to accept it” 

This new turn of events wasn't something the four brothers liked. Arachnid is someone dear to them, a sister in all but blood. While arachnid can do many things, she is still limited and vulnerable. To protect her has become the brothers new purpose. Making sure Arachnid is safe and out of harm's way. 

And srefey, well, he has become a new threat to them.

“Here, I made these for your hair. I thought…it would look nice” Srefey tells Arachnid, on his hands are well carved beads all of them in beautiful colors. Arachnid gasped in awe. Gently grabbing one bead at a time, carefully inspecting them, the manner of the carving shows the complexity of the patterns, no two beads were the same. 

“Srefey…you didn't have to do this” Arachnid whispered as she blushed a bit. It is very rare that she is given something. Srefey feels happy and satisfied that Arachnid loves his gift. 

“I insist, besides. This is my first courting gift to you. And there will be many to come” Srefey grins. Arachnid blinked a few times, the first of many? Just how many gifts will it take? While arachnid does know the basics of courting in na’vi, each courting is still unique to their own. 

“Very well, but please. I don't need anything big for you to show me what you are capable of. Just…treating me right is enough for me” Arachnid tells srefey. Her smile bright and warm, of the many things Srefey has come to cherish with all his heart. 

“As you desire ma’Yawntu” 

Srefey will be the death of her if he continues with those names. 

Arachnid wore her new beads with great joy. She styled her hair almost the same, but this time she tied the front part and pulled back to expose more of her face. Decorating her hair with the beads made her feel more part of the clan. Oh how she loves the new beads. Srefey knew how to pick as they were of fine quality. Makes her appreciate his efforts. 

However, while the change was great, not everyone was liking it. Thus, the sully brothers often sulking and began to hate srefey. The more time arachnid spends with that young na’vi, the less time she spends with them. Which often ends the day with a sour mood. Kamun and tik are so used to having arachnid around, it is so strange not to have that anymore. Lo’ak misses pulling pranks and cracking dumb jokes with arachnid, and neteyam misses arachnid as he feels like a baby brother when she is around. 

And who is srefey to think he is worthy of their dear sister? After all that she went through, who is to say it won't happen again? They dont trust that goody goody srefey. Nothing ever good comes out of those who want arachnid. 

Until, one day, after seeing arachnid wear a matching necklace of srefey’s, did the brothers last standing tolerance break. 

“Boys…I have an idea” 

Srefey is a young warrior and a hunter, and would often go join a hunting party to gather enough meat for everyone in the village. That means there is a planned time and place of where to go. A schedule if you will. Meaning there is plenty of time to plan what to do by the time that srefey gets back. 

“Alright, everyone understood the plan?” Neteyam asks his younger brothers who all nodded enthusiastically. Neteyam grins in satisfaction. Good, if they all follow the plan, then nothing should fail. They know arachnid in and out. 

Lo’ak and neteyam left to join the same hunting party as srefey while kamun and tik do their part. By taking arachnid to a different area, a bit farther from the village. 

“You two, when I said I had time I didnt think you would take me all the way over here” Arachnid said as they settled in a nice area with a lake nearby for a swim. The view was lovely, there is no denying that, but to get there took a good amount of time. She didn't want to arrive back late and miss srefey returning. It didn't help that Kamun or tik did not think to bring their ikrans for faster travel. 

“Come on, we miss hanging out with you. It isn't the same with you being with that srevie guy” Tik complained. “Srefey” Arachnid corrected, tik could care less. That no good na’vi was taking time and attention from their sweet sister. 

“Whatever, come on! We can make some pretty cool slingshots or make more flower crowns, OH! We can plays hunter on hunter!” Tik suggested so many activities. And all sounded so much fun, unable to deny tik’s cute face, Arachnid chose what game and the three began to play. 

Until Arachnid lost track as she noticed the sun was beginning to set. Panic flowed into her. 

“Oh my Eywa, we have to get back!!” She was in a hurry, no doubt srefey already made it back and hoped to see her. But arachnid was so caught up in the games, she failed to realize how much time has passed. 

Kamun and tik on the other hand were in no rush to return home. As that is part of their plan. Placing an arm around arachnid’s shoulder, Kamun took his time walking, making arachnid having to follow his slow pace. 

“Relax arachnid, we will make it back. There will still be plenty of food by the time we get there” Kamun says in an odd relaxed tone. This only made arachnid more annoyed by the second. How she really wished she had an ikran of her own. Pushing Kamun's arm off of her, Arachnid begins to run, this makes tik and kamun follow. 

“Arachnid!! Wait up!!” Tik shouts, trying to keep up with her speed. Kamun quickly picks his little brother up in his arms and runs faster. “Why in such a hurry?! We have time!!” Kamun shouts at Arachnid, but the human girl ignores him. Her mind set on arriving at the village. There is already good progress, she will be damned if anything risks her relationship with srefey. 

And what felt like forever, Arachnid made it back just as the eclipse was forming in the sky. People were already going over to the fire pits, the meat no doubt already prepared and ready to serve. This made arachnid anxious. Looking all over the crowd to find srefey. 

“Ma’arachnid!” 

Quickly arachnid turned to find srefey waving his arm, smiling as he looked at her. Sighing relief, she goes over to him and gives him a big hug. Srefey happily returned the gesture. 

“I was starting to worry, it is unlike you to be late for anything” He says with a relieved smile on his handsome face. Arachnid chuckled a bit, “I was out with kamun and tik, we left early and I thought we would make it back. Only to realize just how far it was, but I am here now” she replied. 

Srefey brings his hand on her shoulder and guides to one of the fire puts and begins to eat together, discussing their day. While not too far from them the 4 sully’s throw death glares at srefey. 

“Well, it sort of worked” Kamun said as he stares at the couple. “Guess we will have to try harder” Lo’ak responded. 

And try harder they did.

Each sully takes turns in planning their next move, but usually it would be either lo’ak or kamun being the masterminds. And their plans work, as little by little do they interrupt arachnid’s and srefeys dates. Each sully taking turns using some form of excuse to take arachnid away from srefey. 

Less time does the two spend, and now they take arachnid everywhere before she can even look for srefey in the village. However as the boys secretly celebrate their growing victory, Arachnid and srefey were growing frustrated in their own ways. 

One morning Arachnid went to the village extra early, determined to find Srefey before those annoying boys find her instead. As she runs, she begins to see the early risers up and about. Srefey is an early riser, likes to get things early to have some free time later. Free time that should have been spent with arachnid if things don't stop coming her way. 

“There he is!” She gasps happily to see srefey organizing some baskets. 

“Srefey!” she happily calls out to him. The young na’vi turns and a smile spreads on his lips, stopping what he was doing, he turns completely to arachnid who jumped into his arms, giggling like a youngster in love. 

“So strange to see you this early, I know you treasure your sleep” Srefey teases, this made arachnid laugh. “Yes, well I am willing to sacrifice my precious sleep if it means to see you more”. 

Those words made srefey melt from the inside. Grabbing arachnids hands, he leads her somewhere more private as they snuggle together. Oh how they missed being in each other's embrace. Truly something they can't live without. 

“I miss holding you like this” Srefey confesses as he buries his head into arachnids neck, taking in her scent. The Earth of pandora and early morning mist is a lovely combination. Humming, Arachnid couldn't help but agree, “me too, I missed your big strong arms holding me. These past weeks have been endless tasks here and there”. 

Srefey couldnt help but nod, indeed it has. For some reason neteyam sully has given srefey more tasks to do, not that he minded but at times he questions why give him such silly duties when anyone can do them. And for arachnid, before she could even announce she is off, one of the four brothers would take her aside and say something along the lines of “you know temtem can't behave without you”. 

Or kamun saying “I need help looking for these herbs, grandmother says you know where to look”. 

Or thick head lo’ak practically begging arachnid and saying “Please help me sharpen the knives!! Just doing one takes forever and not every blade is the same!” 

And sweet adorable tik was also asking, close to demanding arachnid, “Let's go play at the fields! We never do that anymore! We can play your favorite games!” 

Each day one of them always has something for arachnid to do. And it takes away from her time with srefey. 

“I am courting you…yet it doesn't feel like that anymore” Srefey says in a whimper. It tugs the girl's heart seeing him like this. He should smile, not be sad. Gently strokes his ears, arachnid hums a tune. Srefey did say she had a lovely voice. 

And to srefey’s ears, arachnid can sing his sorrows away. Holding her tighter, he thinks of ways to spend time with her again. Because each day he begins to doubt and lose hope of a possible future with the girl he came to love. Srefey doesn't want to lose hope, does not wish to lose hope for arachnid. 

“How about…tomorrow? We do our tasks today, all of them. And have the whole day tomorrow just for us? No interruptions, no side tracks, nothing. Just you and me srefey” Arachnid suggests. Srefey looked at her with a new found hope and anticipation. Already looking forward to it, they agree on the time and spot. 

“Promise me you won't break our agreement?” Srefey asks. Arachnid can sense his doubts and nervousness. It wouldn't be the first time she had to cancel their meeting time. “I promise, I won't let anyone stop me from being with you”. 

Easier said than done. 

The following day arrived, no chores, no hunts, no nothing. The whole day is free to do any activities. A whole day of going anywhere at any time, doing whatever their hearts desired. The excitement of what to do fills the hearts of arachnid and srefey. Separately in their own homes, do they get ready. 

Srefey was the firs to arrive in the agreed spot. The sun was still rising from the horizon, giving color to his home. The anticipation filled his heart with joy. To see arachnid and have all her attention again was thrilling to think of. He prepared a small basket of their favorite fruits. And maybe a little gift. 

Of course he knew that the human base was a little away from the village, so it would make sense that arachnid would come a few minutes later. She does run very fast and can keep up with the speed of the na’vi. 

Besides, the day is barely beginning, there is time for the two. So he sits in a comfortable position, looking at the calm river that flows with color fishes that swim by. Won't be long now. 

8 hours later 

What hope Srefey had is now gone. Vanished. Sighing in defeat, he leaves. He should have known better. Arachnid is still human after all, and one of the things he hates about humans is how they can easily break a promise. He was a fool to think Arachnid was different. But she is like the rest. A liar and a deceit. 

Dropping the basket, he leaves in an angry huff. At this point he isn't even courting her, he should stop before he could get hurt anymore. A fool he feels, an utter fool.

Arachnid is a fool. An utter fool. To think it would just be a quick thing turned out to be lasting the whole day! 

“Arachnid come on! Don't you want to join us for dinner?” Lo’ak asks as he grabs her arm to which she was quick to yank back. “No, I have to find srefey. I messed up big time!” Panic surged into her. Thinking of the worst she makes a run for it to find srefey. But as she runs, she fails to see the satisfied look from her friends. 

“How long until he calls quits?” Tik asks as he holds neteyam’s hand. Lo’ak grins confidently, “Not long, since we had her for the whole day. I am betting he will break tonight. Might make her cry but we will be there to cheer her up”. 

Kamun turns to look at lo’ak concern all over his face, “make her cry? I don't like pushing her to the edge. What if we have gone too far?”. 

Lo’ak was quick to stare at his brother, “do you want to spend your days without her? To not have her around for our pranks and adventures? To not have her around and feel more lonely than ever?”. 

“Alright that is enough lo’ak, we all have the same goal alright? If srefey doesn't break it off we will try something else '' Neteyam cuts off a possible argument. But kamun was right, seeing arachnid cry is the last thing any of them wants. But if it is necessary to get their point across, then it will be a hard choice to make. 

Arachnid is someone the boys love as a sister. Someone they seem vulnerable to the world, she is strong and can stand her own, but pandora is still dangerous even for the na’vi. The need to protect her is a fierce emotion they all have equally, and only want what is best for her. And srefey, isn't not the best for their dear arachnid. 

They dont like how srefey has easily captured arachnids heart, taking her away from them. Not spending much time like she used to. 

“If it works, will she come back to us?” Tik asks, looking up at his siblings. Neteyam strokes his baby brother’s head as to comfort him, “that is right, it will be just like it was. And srefey will only be a bad memory”.

“Srefey!” Arahcnid calls out as she spotted him. From his stance she can tell he isn't happy, not one bit. She really messed up big time. Quickly going to him, carefully choosing the right words.

“Srefey, I am so so so sorry. I know I messed up, I d-”

“Didn't mean to take so long?” Srefey finished for her. His tone was way too calm, his eyes sharp as if piercing into her soul. Arachnid slowly reached out to touch him but he backed away. He really is pissed off. 

“You know…I am a fool to think you were special. That you are not like the sky demons, that maybe I have found what I longed for in you. But no, no you are not special, nothing unique. Just a walking demon that can't even pass as a na’vi. You are just like them all, a liar” 

Each word took a stab at arachnids heart, his anger rising making her fears rise as well. His warm eyes now burn in anger and hate. This isn't what she wanted. 

“Please, srefey, let me explain-” And again srefey had cut her words. 

“Explain what? That you lost track of time? That those friends of yours needed your help? That you couldn't say no to them? Explain what arachnid?!” Tears were ready to escape the poor boy’s eyes. His anger and sadness climbs up to his throat, anymore and he might say more harmful words. 

Arachnid however, she let her tears run like rivers. Her lips quivering and heart beating fast like a drum. This is exactly what she feared, to be rejected. To not be wanted by anyone. 

“S-srefey…” She tries to speak, but all the words were tangled in the back of her throat. Her mind and heart fight, trying to pick what to say to ease srefey, but she knows nothing will. 

A click of the tongue, srefey can't help but chuckle. “I am done, this courting isn't going anywhere. Burn the gifts, I want nothing associated with a sky demon. Farewell, demon” 

Without looking back, he leaves. 

And arachnid is left with her heart shattered, her eyes still glued to him as srefey’s body becomes smaller and gone. 

Never had arachnid cried so hard as she did that night. Running straight to the base and into her room, not bothering to give anyone an explanation. Not caring if Eywa heard her loud cries. Tears never stopped running, her heart never stopped hurting for the whole night. Not a moment of rest came to her. Srefey’s words repeated over and over in her mind.  

And that is how she stayed for days, not interacting with anybody. It made norm and others worry as she doesn't eat much or do anything. Just sit in her room. And that is when they call the sully family in hopes they could do something. 

Only the brothers responded with eagerness. 

While tight in the room, the four boys managed to sit comfortably as they sooth arachnid, trying their best to hide their victorious grins. 

“I am an idiot..he is right…I am a liar and a demon…” Arachnid muttered as Kamun and tik held her in their arms. Kamun gently pushed her braids aside, tucking them behind her ears. “Don't say that, srefey is the idiot. You are not a demon, you are our friend, sister, and more” Kamun tells Arachnid with the softness of his voice. 

“Yeah, who needs that skxawng? He wasnt good enough. Dont let him get to you” Lo’ak adds. And as more arachnid listens, the more she agrees. Perhaps srefey wasnt what she hoped for. Maybe he was like all the rest. 

She is fine without him. 

4 months later 

Arachnid was carrying a basket of sweets as she heads to the sully’s home. Smiling brightly as she makes her way. Ever since her terrible end with srefey, the sullys were there to comfort her. Make her feel better and always know how to lighten her mood. Always there when she needs them. 

So as she climbs, already excited to see their reaction of sweet treats, she hears the boys whispering. Silently, arachnid climbs and as quiet as she can. What are they talking about? 

“Hahaha! Can you believe it's been 4 months already? No doubt arachnid has already forgotten about that srefey” 

That was lo’ak, but why does he sound so smug? 

“Yes, and any attachments left are burned and turned to ashes. Look at her now, back to where she always belonged, with us” that was kamun. 

“It took a long time, but our plans worked. Purposely sabotaging their dates was executed to perfection” what the hell was neteyam talking about?! 

After the reveal, arachnid can't help but want to know what they did. Are they at fault for ruining her relationship with srefey!? 

“The hell you mean sabotaging the dates?!” arachnid shouted as she entered their home. It caught the boys by surprise, all quickly standing, their tails giving away how shocked they were. So now, they were all silent. 

“Well? Aren't you going to say anymore?!” the more silent they are, the angrier the arachnid got. 

“ANSWER ME!” 

“Lo’ak started it!!” Tik gave in. Seeing arachnid angry made her look just as scary as his mama. And a scary spider isn't something he wants. 

“H-he was the one who didn't like srefey in the first place!! He thought that if srefey didn't love you anymore, that you would come back to us! And then, Kamun and neteyam began to plan how to separate you from srefey!” Tik confessed as he let the words slip out of his mouth. 

With a sharp glare, arachnid turned to look at lo’ak, who couldn't look at her in return. “Really lo’ak? What the hell is going on in that thick head of yours!?” arachnid shouted again, demanding really. 

“Well what the hell did you think!? You were spending more time with him than with us! We just wanted you to be hanging out with us. You always do. And that skaxwng thought too highly of himself and began to court you. Who the hell does he think he is?!” 

Lo’ak had enough and began to bark back with his confession. Arachnid left out a scoff, does he really think he is in the right? 

Then she turned to Kamun who wore an expression of guilt. 

“And you went along with it? Tik I get he gets easily impressionable but you!? It is you who gets lo’ak out of trouble not dive head first! What were you thinking!?” 

Kamun scratched the back of his head, guilt breaking him already. “What I thought was best! We missed having you with us. And the thought of seeing you go with that guy, or anyone. I hate it!” 

Groaning deeply, she turns to neteyam whom she was surprised by the most. “Neteyam, you are the oldest of your siblings! You are supposed to be the logic! The brains! Letting lo’ak dig his words into you is beyond me. But you are just as stupid as the rest of them. I can't believe you went along with it and planned it out!! 

Neteyam couldn't say anything as he hung his head down in shame. 

Look at all four now, her anger just keeps rising. 

“When I was crying, when I was heartbroken and depressed, were you all happy that I dug in my misery? Crying, thinking that no one would love me? Was that your sick satisfaction? To see me break down?! And for what?! For you to pick up my pieces thinking only you four can have my attention. Ugh I swear you are all fucking stupid! I can't even begin to describe what I am feeling right now!” 

Walking back and forth, breathing deeply trying to calm herself. 

“Haven't you thought for one damn second that maybe I was happy with srefey? That I reciprocate his feelings for me? That I loved him as much? Only to be turned down thinking it was MY fault when really, it is all of your faults! And srefey! Great mother of all, srefey dealt with it the hardest! Creating all these gifts, spending time to prove his worth! And you fuckers ruined it! Well congratulations! You won! You win, but guess what? I am done. I am done with all of you. I cant anymore” 

Out of breath and dropping her hands, she starts to climb down. None of the boys went to stop her. Knowing that if they did, it will make things much worse. Letting arachnids' words sink in. More guilt and shame washed over them. Regret for what they done. Its true, they have won. 

But at what cost? 

Arachnid ran fast, faster than she ever did in her life. Now that she knows what really happened, why she was kept from being with srefey, who is to stop her now? 

Still remembering srefey’s routine, she headed straight to the river bank of the south. He loved going there to collect fresh water and herbs. And 4 months later, she is glad it hasn't changed. 

Down, near the river, arachnid saw srefey collecting some plants. A new found excitement flowed in her. Quickly, she goes down to talk to him. 

“Srefey!” she calls him. 

Sregey turned, and was surprised to see arachnid.  But it wasn't a happy surprise. He still hasnt forgotten what happened. 

“Go away” he tells in an impatient tone. 

“Please, I want to talk to you,” Arachnid pleaded. 

“I dont, you should go back with the other demons. I have nothing else to say to you” Srefey replies, his patience getting thin by the second. But arachnid was determined. 

“Srefey, if you just let me-”

“STOP!” Was all he said. Glaring daggers down at her. 

Taking a deep breath, she still goes on. 

“Please…if you hear me out, just this once. Listen to what I have to say, what you want to do after is your choice. If you don't want to see me, that is fine. Just please srefey…I need to tell you something” 

Their eyes meet and srefey can't help but soften just a bit. He did miss the color of her beautiful eyes. 

“Fine, speak” he gives in. 

Arachnid wasted no time. She began to explain what happened, and who was the culprits behind the constant interruptions of their dates. 

“They did all of that just to stop us from seeing each other??” Srefey asked. After hearing what Arachnid said, he couldn't help but feel….funny? 

The determination the sully’s had was admirable and give them some credit for not giving up. 

“Yes, and after cussing out at them I ran to find you and here we are…I am still mad at them. But I can't ignore them forever. I don't even know if their father can help fix their mess” Arachnid comments as she tugs a bit of her hair. 

Srefey does feel relieved that there was a reason behind the whole thing. 

Placing a hand on her small shoulder, he brings arachnid to face him. “I am sorry….for saying those terrible things to you. I regret it all. You must have felt the world crashing down on you” he says in a low tone. Arachnid looks down at her hands, tracing her painted stripes. 

“It did…made me think it was all my fault. That I couldn't do anything right no matter how hard I tried. That nothing I could do would be enough. That I will never be enough for you” 

Her words brought more guilt to srefrey. But perhaps…a new bloom can begin anew? 

“I know so much has happened but…what if….we start again? Start all over, and hopefully, this time, no one standing in our way?” Srefey asks. He won't deny, after months of not seeing arachnid, despite what he believed. He missed her so much. A lot of things reminded him of her. And now that he knew that arachnid was never at fault, he was ready. 

“You…you want to court me again?” Arachnid asks hesitantly. Hoping she didn't misheard him. 

And srefey nods, “yes. Yes I want to court you, and I will be better, if you allow me this chance?” 

“YES!” 

In a swift move, she jumped into his big arms. Engulfing her small frame, he holds her close. Damn, he forgot how small arachnid really is. Taking her in her scent, it brought back so many reasons why he liked her in the first place. 

“I missed you holding me like this” arachnid said close to his ear. His tail twitching happily, yes, he missed it too. 

“Come on, let's start anew. We can go to the up planes like we used to. Ride on my pali and eat as much fruit as we want” srefey suggests. Already thinking of many dates ahead of them. 

“Yes, I would like that” Arachnid agrees. 

Holding hands, forgetting of what he was doing, they go off to a new start of their official courting. 

But one thing still remains in question. 

“What about your friends? What will you tell them?” Srefey asks. 

Arachnid hums a bit in thought, “I am still mad at them. But, I think it is them that needs to think of their actions. It really was a sucker move from them. All of them. So, I will give them a day or two and talk to them. Things can end like how it did. But for now, I just want to make up the lost time with you”. 

New happiness bloomed in srefey’s heart. 

“Yes, and I with you. There is much to catch up on, and much more to explore” 

Aaaaaaand that is it for this one! I hoped everyone likes it! Took me forever berceuse of constant rewrites. Until next time, see ya!

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Srefey = expect

[sasha199]

Gale/ Wyll drama pt. 4

Y’all…this game hits different when your Tav is a stand in for yourself.

My sister and I are playing a multiplayer as ourselves, as sisters. I was romancing/flirting with both Gale and Wyll. I made a move on Lae’zel too but THAT ended in tears. Sister is pulling both Astarion and Shadowheart.

(I’m Sasha, sister is Marlie.)

Gale and I are standing in front of a rock out cropping at the edge of camp. The red leaves of the trees around us are stark against the shadowy sky, it’s almost lovely.

Gale has his back to me, I wait patiently saying nothing, he’s the one who wants to talk, after all. He turns to me and closes the distance between us. I clear my throat and stand up straighter. He says nothing, purses his lips, just looks at me. His eyes linger on my hair, my mouth, my neck. I suddenly feel a bit exposed in Karlach’s old camp clothes. It’s taking every bit of my will power to not say anything.

“Your cheeks are flush.” I stare at him. All that build up for a comment about my coloring?

“What?”

“Pink, your cheeks are pink,” he continues, his tone is matter of fact, like it's a simple observation, “and your eyes are bright. Shining. There’s a new twinkle there, and it’s not because of me.”

“It used to be.”

His face falls a bit at that and a twist of shame churns in my gut.

“It is Wyll, yes?”

“Well-“

“The connection is palpable,” he glances down, taps his temple, “no tadpole required. Was there a reason you went to speak to him when you knew I was looking for you?”

“I -“

“Because I told everyone that I wanted to speak with you. Marlie said she would find you.”

“She did.” I keep my tone even, “I knew.”

“So you hid from me.” He sounds hurt, “And then you had the gall to walk right past me when you knew I was desperate to-“ he cuts himself off. His tone is rising and I can tell he’s trying to stay calm.

“Gale.”

His eyes are so beautiful, they were the first thing I fell in love with, way back at the portal. Brown, shining and immensly expresive. When they focus on me the rest of the world falls away, or could burn for all I care.

“I’m out of words.”

I can’t believe he’d choose to close them forever. I'd never again see them alight with curiosity or sparkle with mischief. 

“Every conversation we have always comes back to the orb...and I can’t.”

There wouldn't even be a body to bury. Nothing except memory to mark that Gale had ever existed. Who would be responsible for telling his mother? Tara? And us, his friends, his found family...what would we do? Just go on as if nothing had happened? Pretend that the world wasn't suddenly darker and more depressing and Gale-less?

“I can’t listen to you talk about ending your life anymore. I don’t know…”

And me? What would I do? How would I go on? My life would be so desperately quiet.

“…how to convince you to not do this. I've come to see that perhaps I cant, and…”

I can feel my throat closing, my eyes stinging as I blink the tears away, “and it…it hurts.”

I love you.

I bring my hands up to my face, the tears are finally falling, burning with my frustration and helplessness. I take a shuddering breath and Gale is right there, inches from me. He places a tentative hand on each of my arms, as if he wants to hold me but doesn’t know if he should.

I love you, you stupid adorable wizard.

I lean into him, resting my head just below his collar bone and his arms envelope me. His beard nestles in my hair and I can feel his warm hands on my bare back.

He holds me. Snug in his embrace I let the sobs wrack me. I've been holding them in for so long. The pain of his rejection, the heartache at being unable to reach him. I hate that he built walls around himself and refused to let me in. At the tiefling celebration a month ago, I had laid myself bare. I had been so sure that he wanted me, that he cared for me and I had gone to bed that evening alone, feeling absolutely unloved.

I cling to him with a pathetic desperation. He feels so solid and safe, he smells like new robes and an autumn day. His chest is surprisingly firm, I can feel his heart thudding and I savor it. It feels strong, like it could go on forever, but I don’t know how much longer it has.

I attempt to get my breathing under control. He breathes deep with me, murmuring soothing words, stroking my back, giving me shivers. I don’t want to pull my face away because my nose is running, and I must look such a mess.

Once I feel a bit more emotionally regulated I cover my face with hands. I'm trying to hide my smeared make up. He pulls a handkerchief from his robes and hands it to me. “I'm sorry,” my voice is shakey, "I didn't mean to...I feel like I'm coming apart at the seams. And now there's snot on your robes."

“No matter,” he says graciously, his voice sounds thick and tender.

I chuckle to myself, “You should’ve seen Marlie’s face when I bought them, the price was so-“

The kiss cuts me off mid-word. I’m so surprised my eyes are open. I can see his long soft lashes, the whispy veins that trail up under his left eye. A whimper slips out of me as he pulls me against his length, deepening the kiss. My breasts press against his chest and his hips are flush with mine. He tangles a hand in my hair and moans as he sucks my bottom lip, tasting me. I open my mouth for him. Our tongues dance, hot breath mingling and I feel like I’m on fire. It’s everything I ever wanted, more than I could’ve hoped for. I kiss him fiercely, trying desperately to show the depth of my love in this one searing passionate moment.

Stay with me.

I love the scratch of his stubble, the soft clean scent of him, I run my fingers along his shoulders, his back, anywhere I can reach. He moans again, a deep satisfied rumble in his chest. I never want it to end.

As we come up for air, he huffs a laugh, “Apologies, I should have asked first.” He’s breathless, half grinning.

“I forgive you,” I kiss him again, a gentle kiss against damp lips, “this time.”

He clears his throat and touches my hair, pulls a soft curl taunt to watch it spring back. I reach up and undo the leather cord that keeps my hair (more or less) out of my face and give my head a shake.

He watches me for a moment before coming back to the business at hand. “Wyll is…he is a good man. I’ll not hesitate to say so. He would be good for you…But…I had hoped…” he trails off looking a bit lost.

“What did you hope?”

He reaches for my hair again, gently tucking it behind my ear. It springs back with a will of its own. “I had hoped I was a good man also, and a worthy one.”

“I’m sorry,” I say, “sorry I didn’t say anything about Wyll sooner, I mean. I should’ve-“

“You can tell me now,” he interjects, “who is it to be? Me or him?”

“You want me to choose? I-I didn’t even know you felt that way about me, Gale.”

He has the nerve to look shocked. He takes my hand in his, “I don’t know what more I could’ve done. You must know that I-“

“That you what?" I sound bitter, bitter and mean, but I press on anyway, "I’ve only ever thrown myself at you, Gale, and you rejected me at every turn. Yes, yes I know,” I raise my voice slightly as he looks about to speak over me, “please don’t make me talk about that bloody orb right now. I will scream.”

“Perhaps I should’ve done more,” he interlocks our fingers, traces my palm with his thumb “been more charming, more flattering, harder to reach, I don’t know.” He looks distraught, and my heart aches for him. “I was only ever myself, I hoped it would be enough.” He brings my hand up to his mouth and kisses the inside of my wrist. He nuzzles the sensitive skin, closes his eyes as if he's relishing the feel of me. "I've always wanted you, so much so that I couldn't risk it. I dare not risk it...touching you, kissing you...gods the hours I've wasted lost in my own mind with you..." he blushes a little, his cheek going warm under my hand.

I have a retort poised at the tip of my tongue. Even now I want to hurt him, to lash out. Why did he wait until someone else made it clear they wanted to be with me? Why did he wait for me to resign myself to the fact that I was not going to get what I wanted? It was unfair. To me and to Wyll.

"And if I said that it was too late?"

He opens his eyes, and tucks my hand against his chest, a small sigh escapes his lips and he takes a moment before he responds. "Then I will accept your decision. Graciously."

But before I can say more, he pulls me back into his embrace. His grip on me is firm and there is an intensity in his voice that surprises me. "Tell me I'm not, Sasha. I didn't mean to make you wait so long. Please."

I rest my face against his shoulder. Slowly I wrap my arms around his waist. What do I want? How do I choose? 

“Do you remember our magic lesson?”

He pulls back a little to look down at my face, “The one you failed, yes.”

I give him a look, “Thanks.”

“That was my fault,” he adds quickly.

“Well, remember, you told me then that you were not a big believer in fate but that you believed in serendipity. Is that still true?”

“Uh…yes. I suppose.”

“You said you wanted to embrace me.” I lay my head back on his chest, “And now you have.”

“I’d like to again,” he whispers tracing his fingers up along my spine, "and again and again."

“You will,” I say softly, “because I choose you.”

[leynaeithnea]

Hey ley how are- GET IN THE WATER

oh wow that's weird I just wanted to- GET IN THE WATER

Okay this is getting ridiculous I'm just trying to- GET IN THE WATER

alright I give up, get in the water analysis? 🥺??

ISEGSIEGJG LOVE YOU, lets get in the water together, im sure some siren can take the suffering from us...ok....Here we go…..LONG awaited song…oh BOY

34. Get in the water

There you are, coward (I listened to this almost every single day since the trailer dropped. I did smth with me, the AUDACITY for Poseidon calling him a coward, BOY, he wasnt hiding BY CHOICE, however THAT LINE? HOT ahem..anyway)

I’ve been waiting for this moment For the perfect time to strike (for 10 years, patient man) When your home’s so close and you’ve reached your coast That’s when our paths collide (Thats just cruel. Bro, you couldve just come get him in Ogygia, he wouldve been GRATEFUL, but NOoooooOoo, now you gotta deal the the consequences of your own actions HAH, UNLESS he actually didnt know where Odysseus has been ofc >:) he just coincidentally comes across him and makes up some bs to keep his reputation, speaking of which) I’ve got a reputation I’ve got a name to uphold (smth smth ruthlessness is mercy, but also??? poseidon, you slaughtered 550 men, noone will think youre weak, get off your ego here) So I can’t go letting you walk Or else the world forgets I’m cold ( the world knows, the ocean is freezing) the instrumental here is so imposing and intimating, scary Now get in the water Get in the water (making…him??? DELIBERATELY GIVE UP? EXCUSE ME????? He’s MAKING HIM CHOOSE AGAIN, choose to give up, after FINIALLY Having found hope again, how has there ever been any other option for Odysseus than to break and give in to the monster? THERE HASNT this was inevitable, you can only push a man so far) Or I’ll raise the tide so high, all of Ithaca will die (HE IS MAKING HIM CHOOSE BETWEEN HIS FAMILY; WHICH HE LOVES; AND HIM COMING HOME; WHICH HAS BEEN HIS ONLY GOAL THIS IS SEOGHSEGUH AH) Get in the water (yes daddy, i mean, what?)

Wait (odysseus is speechless, things are happening too fast, he has no time to come up with a plan, retaliate, hes tired, he was so close to home, he cant just give up like this)

Get in the water (but Poseidon ignores him, and just demands compliance, because he’s a god)

Stop this, Please (Odysseus has no way out, hes begging, he’s TIRED; he just wants to go home)

I’ll make tidal waves so profound Both your wife and your son will drown (BUTTT Poseidon makes his threats even WORSE and points out specificly that either Odysseus lets himself get drowned by Poseidon OR give up his family (and then still die, probably)

No! (oh, this is a man close to breaking, do not threaten his family, if you read the odyssey you know how this ends poseidon, be smarter)

Get in the water Get in the water (and poseidon keeps repeating his threats) Don’t mistake my threats for bluff You have lived more than enough (OUCH, but also hot) I’ll take your son and gouge his eyes (OUCH???? HELLO??? I MEAN?? kinda fair, because that IS what Ody did with Polyphemus BUT ALSO??? NOT MY BOY TELEMACHUS POSEIDON SHUT UP) That is, unless you choose to die (THIS IS MONSTROUS, POSEIDON; BRO) Get in the water (ok yes we get it, at this point you gotta act on your threats poseidon)

Aren’t you tired, Poseidon? (…..OUCH? hello? Odysseus? are you really…MY GOD, okay so after everything, after learning ruthlessness and having that end with loosing it all AGAIN, after 7 YEARS on Calypso’s island, he doesnt want to fight Poseidon, he is just…tired. He’s asking this to Poseidon because HE is tired. He’s the one who is barely holding it together, he tries to give poseidon another chance, also we hear a heartbeat…..my god) It’s been ten years, how long will this go? (gods can hold grudges for eternity, but it gotta end one way or another, doesnt it? Jorges vocals…my guy) We’re both hurting from losses (Ody is just so tired man, someone let this man sleep, and yes poseidon is hurting from Polyphemus maiminig, but LIKE come on…..they both hurt each other, VERY Least in equal measure….) So why not leave this here and just go home? (*and just go home, his voice almost breaks, theres almost a slither of hope…)

I can’t (…he cant? he doesnt want to? why cant he? he almost sounds remorseful)

Maybe you could learn to forgive (ody sees an opening, a chance to negoiate…forgiveness….but)

No (…futile, but also, hot, but POSEIDON WHY)

Ruthlessness is…Mercy upon…Ourselves (here comes the tidal wave, shit)

DIE (what became of “get in the water”? ig poseidon just choose that Ody is taking to long and that he became bored of waiting for him, so now he’ll make sure Ody will get in the water, sooo….Ody is pushed underground….and deeper,..and deeper and….)

The underwater instruments, the piano? underwater?…..man You can relax, my friend (he imagines Polites, telling him to relax, to give in, to just…find rest, here and now) I can tell you’re getting nervous (afraid of dying or afraid of living? yeah ALSO POLITES is in our right ear, and eurylochus in our left, in love in paradise it was the other way around, WHY??? WHATS THE MEANING OF THIS) Look at all we’ve lost and all we’ve learned (he lost so much, what rly has he learned? it was worth nothing in the end because he’s still not home and either he chooses to die, or his family will die, eurylochus pulls him down too, as he sinks deeper) I’ll stay in your heart (his mother wraps his warms around him and pulls him down, she’ll stay in his heart, even when she’s dead, he’ll stay in their hearts, even if he doesnt come back…but…) Oh, woah, Odysseus (beautiful vocals, probably a PAIN to record ngl) Waiting, waiting, waiting, ah (theyre waiting for him in the underworld…he takes his last breath….but…he cant give up his family is waiting, the man who he was before gets buried, he drowns)

[manias-wordcount]

HIII i really love your writing!! and i was wondering if you’d be able to write smut of royalty!lisa minci (genshin impact) x servant!afab reader? maybe with a teeny bit of angst…

NO WORRIES IF U CANT i completely understand!!

When the Lord Steps Away (Lisa Minci x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆-𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 (𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮) 𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲! 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀, 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚!! 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁, 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿/𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽, 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗻𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆, 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽-𝗼𝗻𝘀

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

You haven’t seen Lord Minci around the estate in a while.

In fact, it has been a long, long time since you’ve last seen him. And even now, you’re having trouble recalling what he looks like despite the fact that you’ve been working with this family for so long. But Lady Minci started telling you to call her Lady Lisa. And that as Lady Lisa’s most faithful and most obedient servant, you didn’t have to worry about silly things about where has her husband gone or answering to anyone else who holds a title above you.

  No, you just need to be able to lift your skirt and spread your legs whenever she asks. Just like she taught you. 

  She tells you that you don’t need to worry about the other maids and servants and butlers too. She tells you that they’re just jealous. Envious even. Of your beauty. Of your grace. Of the attention that she spares towards you. She tells you to ignore their whispers and glances. She tells you to avoid speaking to them. To avoid talking to them. And for the most part, you listen. Because why would Lady Lisa lie to you? Why would Lady Lisa try to hurt you? She wouldn’t. At least, you don't think she would. Now if you can just figure out why everyone’s eyes turn so sad when they look towards you. If you could just figure out why…

  But to you, it’s no matter. At least, Lady Lisa makes it so that it doesn’t matter. After all, she’s very kind to you. She smiles at you so gently. And she feeds you good food. She brushes your hair with pretty brushes. And she dresses you in fabulous clothes too. The ones that you see in those fancy shop mirrors on the days you’re sent to the market. The ones with the expensive fabrics and jewels and gems sewn in. The ones that glitter and shine in both the sun and the moonlight. And Lady Lisa tells you that you look so beautiful in them. That you look absolutely gorgeous. 

  She tells you those same exact words when she takes them off you and sits you down on the hard thing that stands up in her lap. The makes your breathing unsteady and parts your legs in a way that’s unladylike- even for someone of your status. But Lady Lisa says it’s okay as long as you do this for her and her alone. 

  So you do.

  This time it was a purple dress. It had frills and lace and a low, low neckline. The type of neckline that made you feel like one of those ladies of the night. One of the ladies who you know all the lords fall for. The ladies who are always at the center of a big, big scandal. You giggled as spun in the mirror for her, letting the dress fan out around you. And Lady Lisa said you looked so, so pretty when you smiled like that. And so you smiled even harder at the compliment, waiting patiently for instructions as she walked up to take off your dress. But instructions never came. 

  Because somewhere in her attempt to pull the dress off of you, she started pulling the dress down on you. Enough to expose your bosom to the cold air of this spare bedroom. But Lady Lisa said that was fine. She had even asked you if your bosom had grown since the last time she had dressed you. You shyly answered that you didn’t know, but as reached out to hold and grab and play with your chest, she said that she could have sworn that you’d gotten bigger, but there was only one way for her to know for certain. And when you asked what that way was, she didn’t respond. 

  She just leans down in front of you, took off your nipples between her lips, and sucked. 

  Oh, how you squirmed and squealed! Lady Lisa’s tongue always felt weird against your body. She always moved it so strongly- so boldly. And always on the most intimate parts of your body. You remember when she dragged it up on down across your torso. You remember when she pushed it into your mouth as she captured your lips in a heated kiss. You even remember the time that she decided to push her tongue past your lower lips. How she got mad whenever you’d try to move your weight off of her face. And how happy she was when you sprayed that clear liquid everywhere- including her face, her clothes, and those brand-new sheets on the bed she had you on. You apologize so, so many times. She only asked if you could try to do that again for her.

  But now, it’s not her tongue pressing past your lower lips. Rather it’s her fingers this time. They snuck down your body while your attention was captured by the way she suckled at your breast. But now your mind is jumping back and forth and up and down between the sensation of your nipple being sucked on and covered with slick, slick spit and the loud, loud noises that your most intimate parts make as Lady Lisa takes two of her fingers and curls them deep inside of you. And after a while, you start finding it hard to stand still as she makes your hips shift and move and jerk in that way only she knows how. You also start finding it hard to think as she pulls soft gasp after gasp from your lips. And soon enough- that odd feeling starts to grow inside you. That tightening cord. That deepening pit. It starts to grow. It starts to become too much.

  But suddenly, she stops. 

  It’s instinctual how you whine at the loss of pleasure. But Lady Lisa pays you no mind she pulls her fingers out of you and releases your now-sensitive nipple from her mouth. Instead, she just stands to her full height and gives you one of those gentle, gentle smiles before she starts to pull off her own dress. And sure enough, the familiar little toy is there. Standing loud and proud between her legs- held up by the harness that wraps around her hips and bottom. 

  At the sight of it, you swallow nervously. But you don’t need to say much as she takes you by the hips and guides you onto the bed. In fact, you know you don’t need to say anything to her at all. You just let her lead you to bed and let her lay you down. And she hovers above you for a moment. She leans down and kisses your lips. Letting her tongue slide against your bottom lip a few times before deepening it even further. And when she’s had enough of your lips, she moves down. Pressing her mouth against your cheek and your jaw and your chin and your neck. Once again, her hands move up to your bosom. And this time, she starts massaging your breasts and her lips make their way down the valley between your breasts. And then all the way down your stomach. And to the top of your mound. Before place a few lingering ones against that extra sensitive little button you hide between your legs. 

  But before you know it, she’s standing up again. Pulling you to the edge of the bed as she instructs you to spread your legs just a teensy bit wider for her. And your breath starts to hitch as she takes a step closer, and runs that hard, hard thing against your wet slit. Coating it with your love juices, as she calls them. 

  At the sound of your sharp breath, Lady Lisa spares you a glance. Her eyes were bright, and her gaze was electric. And that gentle smile of hers and an underlying emotion. One that you’re not sure of what you should call it. But one that reminds you all you need to is relax and not tighten up so much now that Lady Lisa is sliding that thing inside of your eager little hole and filling you up so nicely. One that reminds you that she likes it when you squeal and squirm and cry out when she starts to snap her hips all rough and fast inside of you. That she really likes it a lot. But most of all? It’s one that reminds you all you need is Lady Lisa in the end. 

  And all she needs is you and that pretty little body of yours too.

[lestrodamus]

hello good day im here to ask abt the mcr au

YES YES HELLO YES!!!!

APOLOGIES IN ADVANCE FOR HOW MUCH YAPPING THIS IS, ALL OF THE PARENTHESIS I USE TO EXPLAIN SIDE THINGS, AND THE POOR GRAMMAR THIS HAS LOL.

ALSO warnings!!! - Forced prostitution (and murder that isint violently described or anything. Just a lot of people dying)

ALSO ALSO i talk about the forced prostitution in a casual manner, but obviously, none of that is casual and shouldnt be taken lightly. I talk about it in such a way, as i am still processing my own sexual trauma (which was absolutely not to the degree of forced sex work), and its just how i cope or however you want to call it.

Anyways, if you want to read this mess, please enjoy below the cut!

Okay. Listen. I have to explain the Kabaret Sybarit lore before i get into the MCR / suprise mystery other band. There is so much shit going on in these 2 goddamn albums. Im just gonna get into this. So like i said, everything takes place in the Kabaret Sybarit (KS) universe/story the sister albums set up (The Poodle/ The Grand Finale), where a woman (who is reffered to in like 3 different ways, Honey, Kirsten, and The Poodle. Im going to just call her Honey, even though she usually isint called that. Just for my sanity.) leaves behind her life in Germany and immigrates to a city in France called (The) Sybaris, likely to look for work. This backfires on her almost immediately, she cant find any jobs and ends up getting hooked into a burlesque troupe, which is actually a front for a woman named Madame Marcelle to force her and 3 others to do sex work for her profit. Pretty much all that needs to be known about Madame Marcelle is that shes a fucking asshole, that she treats the women she uses like shit (as expected), her husband (reffered to as The Rubber Man) mostly covers the cabaret part of things (and he gets killed by Marcelle because why not), and she's in debt to a guy simply reffered to as the Elephant Man. Anyways, Honey gets romantically involved with a lot of people during her time in the troupe, the first being Cherry. Cherry is actually such an airheaded sweetheart and deserves the whole world. Best KS character. Anyways, sorry for the sidetracking, let me get into everything going on with her. Honey and Cherry meet while working for Marcelle, obviously. They end up being either friends with benefits or partners. They're awesome. They fuck crazy style while talking about life and whatnot. Anyways, during all of this Cherry has a (SHITTY ASS) boyfriend named Jaques who really only used Cherry for sex. And then Honey is also involved with the Elephant man. His part in the story isint as important, they end sleeping together behind everyone's backs. Madame Marcelle finds out and is understandably not very happy about it. And she just fucking kills Honey because we cannot have a liability in the traveling burlesque prostitute troupe.

Thats essentially all of the important stuff. Other things that happen in canon that i thought i should mention just because they're insane:

-Honey, Cherry, and the other 2 women (Sally and Sugar) have an orgy in front of a crowd of men because Madame Marcelle told them to

- After Madame Marcelle kills the rubber man she stitches him back together for no apparent reason

- Madame Marcelle also killed the Elephant Man so she didnt have to pay him back. Valid tbh.

- Honey has a son who she just left in germany (a lyric in one of the songs: Honey fled her past, the boy grew up without a mother)

- the cabaret front is literally just called the Kabaret. So creative, thank you people behind KS

And thats pretty much the story of KS. Now what in the world does this have to do with MCR? Im SO GLAD you asked and then patiently waited for me to explain an unrelated band's lore! The AU i thought up was the MCR (and some of the FOB members) as the KS characters. Essentially i thought of it as follows:

Gerard - Honey

Frank - Cherry

Ray - The Elephant Man

Mikey - Madame Marcelle

Pete - The Rubber Man (Madame Marcelle's husband)

(Then just whatever the fuck else for the other FOB members, i didnt think it through too much)

Essentially whatever can be done with the idea. The guys are gals to fit into the story better? Hell yeah! You switch around the guys' parts in the story? I fw that! The real only rule of thumb is that one of the Way siblings HAS to be Madame Marcelle, as to prevent waycest. Waycest is icky asf.

AND THATS PRETTY MUCH IT!!!! Ive been referring to the au in my mind as My Kabaret Romance but thats whatever. Im also working on drawing the guys in the au as well so look out for that, even though i might just not do it.