#Even when my baby brother wakes me up just by saying my name I fucking spring out of bed like I'm expecting the rapture

[lesbianwyllravengard]

Why the hell do I sleep like I've been through 4 wars someone gently nudges me awake and I gasp and jolt up like I'm having a nightmare. my sister got scared of a noise our dog made and just stood over my bed until I woke up and I saw her (very small, petite, very recognisable silhouette) over me and started shouting "who are you!?" while pressing myself up against the wall like I was gonna get attacked. It took five whole seconds for me to calm down and realise it was her only after she finally spoke. What is wrong with me

[inkskinned]

what is with men being mad any time a woman raises her voice where did that even come from. someone posted a video of a small electrical explosion, and the top comment was of course the woman screams. the second comment is women try not to scream challenge, level impossible. i had to go back and watch the video again. there is, somewhat fainty, a little gasp emitted off-camera, more of a yelp than a scream. it is mostly lost in the crack of the explosion. afterwards, you hear her voice, shaken, say, are you okay?

i am helping one of my friends train her voice pitch lower, because she wants to be taken seriously at work. she and i do each other's nails and talk about gender roles; and how - due to our appearance - neither of us have ever been able to be "hysterical" in public. we both appear young and sweet and feminine. she is cisgender, and cannot use her natural voice in her profession because people keep saying she appears to be "vapid". we both try to figure out if our purposeful voice lowering is technically sexist. is it promoting something when you are a victim to it?

a storm almost sends a pole through a car window. in the dashcam, you can hear the woman passenger say her partner's name twice, crying out in alarm. she sounds terrified. in the comments, she is lambasted for her lack of calm. how is that even fucking helping?

in high school, i taught myself to have a lower voice. i had been recorded when i was genuinely (and righteously) upset; and i hated how my voice sounded on the phone speakers when it was played back. i was defending my mom, and my voice cracked with emotion. it meant i was no longer winning the argument: i was just shrieking about it.

girls meet each other after a long summer and let out a little joyful scream. this usually stops around 12-14, because people will not tolerate this display of affection (as it has the effect of being passingly annoying). something about the fact that little girls can't ever even be annoying. we are trained to examine each part of our lives (even joy) for anything that could make us upsetting and disgusting. they act like teenage girls are breaking into houses and shrieking you awake at 3 in the morning. speaking as a public school educator: trust me, it's not that bad, you can just roll your eyes and move on. it does not compare to the ways boys end up being annoying: slurs in graffiti, purposefully mocking your body, following you after you said no. you know, just boy things.

there's another video of a man who is not allowed to yell in the house, so he snaps his fingers when he's excited about soccer. the comments are full of angry men, talking about how their brother is unfairly caged. let him express himself and this is terrible to do to someone. eventually the couple has to address it in a second video: they are married with a newborn baby. he was trying not to wake the infant up. there is no comment on the fact women are not allowed to yell indoors. or the fact that it could have been really alarming or triggering for his wife. sometimes i wonder if straight men even like women, if they even enjoy being in relationships with them.

for the longest time, i hated roller coasters because it always felt inappropriate and uncomfortable for me to scream. one of my friends called me on it, said it was unusual i'm so unwilling. i had to go to my therapist about it. i don't like to scream because i was not raised in a safe situation, and raising my voice would have brought unsafe attention towards me. even when i am supposed to scream, it feels shameful, guilty. i was not treated kindly, so i lack a basic form of self-protection. this is not a natural response. it is not good that in a situation of high adrenaline - i shut up about it.

something very bad is happening, i think. in between all the beauty standards and the stuff i've already discussed - this one feels new and cruel in a way i can't quite express. yes, it's scary and silencing. but there's something about how direct it is - that so many men agree with the sentiment that women should never yell, even in an emergency - it feels different.

is the word shriek gendered automatically? how about shrill or screech? in self defense class, one of the first things they tell you is to yell, as loud and as shrilly as you can. they say it will feel rude. most women will not do this. you need to practice overcoming the social pressure and just scream.

most women do not cry out, even when it's bad. we do not report it. we walk faster. we do not make a scene. what would be the point of doing anything else? no matter what we do, we don't get taken seriously. it is a joke to them. an instagram caption punchline. we have to present ourselves as silent, beautiful, captivating - "valuable."

a woman is outside watching her kids when someone throws a firecracker at them. she screams and runs towards her children. in the comments, grown men flock together in the thousands: god. women are so annoying.

[theosmommy1966]

Unfair Love

Your fingers were cramping from how hard you were holding the door. Your eyes mad to be deceiving you, Regulus fucking Black cant be standing in front of you. The guy you loved from the simply age of 5 all the way until the end of school. He had been your best friend, the guy you pined over for years and years while he pushed you aside every time he got a girlfriend. Only to suck you right back in when he got bored. 

“No..” You said moving to close the door to your brother's manor. Tom, Mattheo and You were triplets. Magical beings already formed crazy connections but the three of you could literally feel each other and each other's major feelings. So the shock and pain of seeing Regulus had pulled them from the upstairs living room to the top of the stairs. Leaning against opposite walls, Tom positions so he could see down the stairs easily keeping an eye on you while being positioned in a way to be easily overlooked. 

When Regulus pushed his way in, it took everything in both of them to stay put but your voice stopped them. “Tom is home. If that's not bad enough, so is Mattheo. Do not come any further into my home Regulus.” Regulus paused just inside the door, while he had been friends with both boys in school. He also knew they were fiercely protective of their ‘baby’ sister. They would kill each other if the other hurt her, so they would easily Avada him if he pushed to hard. 

“Y/n.. Dont marry him.” He said in a nonchalant tone. Acting like he wasnt rocking her world and trying to crumble her relationship to pieces. “ Regulus.. Your being a dick.” You said unconsciously stepping towards the stairs and pulling your hands up to your chest. He stepped towards you and smiled in a cocky way that made you want to slap him “Come on y/n/n, you know you its always been me.. Dont marry him.” 

Those words sparked anger in your gut. 

Stepping towards him this time you sneer. “I was second to every single girl that even looked your way in school! You literally asked me to the yule ball and then FORGOT and went with some girl from Ravenclaw! I cant.. I wont.. I.. I..” It felt like a let down to your last name when that spark died and never turned into a fire as you started to almost hyperventilate. Every time he broke your heart played through your head as his eyes flicked above your head. 

You didnt need to turn around to know your brothers were coming down. Mattheo was past you quickly, having moved before your breathing even got uneven. Tom wasnt as familiar with panic and anxiety attacks as you and he were. He didnt stop to comfort you as he grabbed his old friend harshly and jerked him out the door. He didnt slam it on his way out knowing that would just startle you and make it worse. 

Tom had always for some reason been the one you went to for comfort. You thought it was probably just because he was the ‘oldest’. He was the one who retucked you into bed when you had bad dreams even though he was the same age. He had always just carried himself in a way that gave big brother vibes. Every where you went people thought you and Matt were twins and Tom was the older brother. 

He would always have a hard time dealing with others feelings but he always made the most effort for his siblings. When you collapsed onto the stairs and started sobbing he moved the rest of the way to you quickly. He tries to get you to calm your breathing but its like you cant hear him. He does the only thing he knows too, the same thing he use to do when you were children and he couldnt wake you from a nightmare. Pressing his forehead to yours he gently entered your mind. it was easy to find you in panic because when all the thoughts finally formed into a picture you were stood frozen while everything moved around you. 

Him saying your name broke your focus as you turned confused then relieved to see him. “Tommy” You said in a broken whisper as he reached for you, tucking your head against his shoulder and hugging you he looked around. “Lets walk through all this, yeah?” Nodding against his chest “I just feel so much right now.. Im so mad at Regulus. Ive tried my entire life to be what he wants, to be someone he sees but he never did. I was just someone to placate his ego in between relationships.” 

Tom watches as memories of you crying, of Regulus manipulating you and leaving flash around him and he squeezes tighter. “He hasnt spoken t-to me in years and then he just shows up here the night before Im supposed to get married?!” You sob and then suck in a harsh breath “Oh my god. Teddy.. Whats he going to think when he finds out I was crying over another man when im supposed to be relaxing and getting ready to marry him!” 

You pull away and pull out of your head and then away from Tom in the real world. Standing you start to pace and pull at your hair. Tom sighs and stands to try and stop you but the door flies open. Mattheo running in frantically looking for you, only to be shoved out of the way by your tall sandy blond fiancee. “Tesoro” He barley whispers as he rushes to pull you into his arms. Your knees giving out again but he keeps you up. His huge hand cups the back of your head and neck as he shushes you gently. 

Theo swears his heart is breaking as your shoulders rack with sobs. He turns to look at his other best friends, Tom is staring at the door, clearing pissed and trying to stay put. Mattheo is pulling at his own hair when he sees the questions in his friends eyes. Hes struggling because he wants to tell him so he can better comfort you, but he doesnt want to betray your trust. Thankfully he doesnt have to, you can feel his panic and pull away just enough too look up. “Regulus was here.” 

Theos head snaps back to you and he tries to reign in his feelings quickly knowing that they will all play out on his face. His first feeling was worry, he had worked so hard to show you how you should actually be treated. So many dates where he couldnt even hold your hand yet. Regulus had treated you so poorly from day one that his nontoxic love was foreign and unwelcome. 

You had grown up in vastly different environments. Birthing triplets had killed your mother. While your father wasn't horrible or abusive, he was unattentive. He would rather you have a nanny (who he sleeps with before replacing and repeating) then try and raise you alone. While Theo grew up with parents who not only loved him but each other. 

Next was anger at the audacity. Then was worry again but this time for you. Taking a deep breath and taking your cheek in one hand he wipes your tears away. “Ok, tell me why your so upset by that. We have to be on the same page to talk through this. Can we go sit down?” you shake your head and pull him up the stairs, away from your brothers to your room. You let go of his hand and keep walking straight for your bathroom. 

After a few mintues long arms wrapped around you, crossing over and gripping your upper arms. “Im here, Tesoro. Whenever your ready.” You didnt register any measure of time as you stood under the water with him holding you and pressing kisses to your neck and shoulder. “I dont deserve you theo..” you say so quietly he almost doesnt hear. Before he can ask what you mean your already speaking. “Here I am, the night before marrying you, crying over some other guy.. God im so horrible.” 

Before your hands can cover your face, Theo has spun you around and is tilting your face forcing you to look at him. He looks just a little annoyed as he speaks, “Dont say that. Do you remember what Tesoro means?” You sniffle and nod but he raises his eyebrows waiting for you to say it. “It means treasure.” He nods and smiles just a little “So.. My Tesoro couldnt be horrible.. I get it darling.. He was your first love, theres a lot of trauma there. I know your not crying because you miss him, your crying for 17 year old you, for 15 year old you and so on. And thats ok, because thats how we heal.” 

Theos heart warmed as you stare up at him in awe. “I know its difficult for you, my love. That this open communication and understanding isnt something that comes naturally too you. So youll have to give me just a little grace while I continue to learn to navigate you. I promise one day Ill be an expert.” He leans in and kisses your forehead, staying there for just a moment to give you both a second to pull yourselves together. 

When he pulled back the smile he loves was back on your face. He sighs happily and kisses your nose before looking at you. Everything was right in his world again, all he needed to do now, was wait for you to go to sleep. Because Regulus.. Well Theo completely understood where YOU were coming from. But Black? Nah. While tending to lean towards his mothers Hufflepuff nature, sometimes he needs to remind people why he was sorted into Slytherin. Why he became friends with The Dark Lords children. Why he and your brothers trusted him to care for you. And tonight, it would be Regulus` turn to learn. 

[n6ptunova]

can u do chris bf headcanons

boyfriend headcanons • chris sturniolo

a/n: ofc pookie!! thank you for the request🫶

warnings: none

- chris would try to act a bit more “chill” and “nonchalant” before you guys date, but once it’s official he turns into the sweetest boy ever. he becomes almost soft spoken when it comes to you and you only.

- he goes to you for fashion advice since he can’t really match clothes. you take him shopping and dress him up in a way that he’s comfortable with but also looks so fine. he might even make one of those tiktoks “my style before and after my gf.” he also loves matching with you for sure.

- speaking of clothes, he LOVESSS when you wear his shirts and hoodies. it doesn’t matter if they’re baggy, tight, or well-fitted on you, he just thinks you look so beautiful in his clothes and he thinks it’s cute how giggly you get and how you burry your face in them admiring his lingering scent. he’ll let you keep your fav hoodie of his too.

- he cannot go to sleep without you. we all know how he’s always sleeping in nick and matt’s rooms, but ever since you got together, he only sleeps in his bed, yours, or the couch but you HAVE to be there or else what else is he gonna cuddle??

- his favourite is when he’s the small spoon laying on top of you and resting his head on your chest (not for that reason but it’s def a bonus) and you playing with his hair till he falls asleep. if he wakes up and you’re separated he’ll whine and cuddle closer to you.

- i think it’s a given that he likes when you play with his hair, it’s his weakness fr. but sometimes when you’re bored you start braiding his hair or trying different hairstyles on him like man bun, piggy tails, space buns or your personal favourite half up half down with some strands falling out. he acts like he’s annoyed when you do this but he melts at the feeling of your fingers in his hair.

- he’ll just be looking up with heart eyes at you focusing so hard to perfect the hair style for him and secretly smiling every time you get excited at how cute he looks and the little kisses you cover his face with. he’s so whipped it’s crazy.

- he’s a part of the sassy men apocalypse idc. being in a relationship with chris is mostly joking around and poking fun at each other. so when he’s in a goofy mood and you shrug him off bc you’re busy or not focused he’ll go “oh so you don’t love me anymore?? i see.”

- “babe literally what’s more important than me rn this is insanity.” you always call each other bro but when hes feeling sassy and you call him bro he’ll say, “are you bro/friend zoning me rn. what the fuck.” and sometimes he doesn’t even respond and just crosses his arms dramatically looking away until you say his name or “babe/baby”

- he takes pictures of things he noted you like before eg. the sky, sunsets, flowers, cats, etc. and sends them to you bc it reminds him of you and he knows how excited you get over them.

- he’s a mama’s boy i stand by that, so it’s important for him that you get along with mary lou, which you do! mary lou loves you so much he starts to get jealous of both of you because you’re “stealing” his mom and you’re spending more time with her that chris starts to miss you.

- i feel like in general chris is a bit touch deprived, like in vids he’s always reaching for his brothers’ hands or resting on them, hugging them, leaning on them when laughing etc. now that he has you, you get all these little touches, playing with your fingers subconsciously, tracing circles on your thighs occasionally squeezing it, rests his arms on your shoulder when you’re standing somewhere, always hugging and kissing you on the cheek, forhead, corner of your lips, and even boops your nose sometimes 😭.

- he definitely is always looking at you with loving heart eyes all the time that fans start to make edits of “the way he looks at you” and you both eat them up.

- when he’s sick he turns into a literal child, you have to baby him or else you’ll never hear the end of his whining and complaining. but it’s okay bc when you’re sick he does the same.

- overall that man is just whipped for you fr and his brothers tease him for it sometimes but he doesn’t care (he literally punches their arm almost every time and tells them to shut up but we move!)

[danikamariewrites]

Hi! I’m the anon the asked about the pregnancy request! I’d love to request one with Ruhn. I feel like he would be an amazing dad!

The reader has been having pregnancy symptoms like morning sickness, cravings, etc. she doesn’t even think she might be pregnant and Ruhn doesn’t consider it either because of what the oracle told him. Either Dec and Flynn or Bryce and Hunt (or whoever you want) bring up that maybe she might be pregnant to Ruhn or her. Their reactions are up to you. I just think after Ruhn thinking he would never have kids it would be great. 😅

Baby?

Ruhn x reader

A/n: He would be so happy to be a dad and I hope he and Lidia can have a kid of their own one day

Warnings: pregnancy, mentions of vomit

Ruhn did a double take as he walked past you. “Hey y/n/n, what ya got there?” He raised an eyebrow at the wild sandwich you were putting together. You look up at him, knife in hand floating above the toasted bread. “A sandwich.” You murmur, a slight blush at being caught.

Your mate hummed taking in all the ingredients you have laid out on the counter. “Cream cheese, turkey, pickles, and Solas, I don’t even want to name everything else.” He joked. You throw a pickle at him, “Let me eat in peace asshole,” you giggle.

Throwing the pickle back at you he makes his way to stand next to you, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Ok, ok, make your crazy whatever this is.” “Thank you,” you kiss his lips and shoo him away.

The next morning Ruhn wakes up to the sound of you being sick in the bathroom. He flings himself out of bed to be by your side, knowing how much you hate being sick. Pulling your hair back Ruhn lays a tattooed hand gently on your back, rubbing in soothing circles.

When you’re finally done you lean back against him, your eyes closed and trying to calm yourself. Ruhn helps you stand, guiding you over to the sink to rinse out your mouth. “You ok, baby?” You nod, holding your face under the faucet gulping water and spitting it out. Resting your face in your hands you take in deep breathes, “Solas, that was fucking awful. What the hell did I eat?”

Ruhn bit back his laugh thinking back to the monstrosity you made for lunch yesterday. “And don’t bring up my sandwich. It was good.” You say, reading his mind. Ruhn goes back to rubbing soothing circles between your shoulder blades. Kissing the back of your head he murmurs, “Come on you, lets get you back to bed,”

Leaving you with a few slices of toast, ice water, and a forehead kiss Ruhn leaves you to rest.

Hours later Bryce comes in the house to find her mate lazing about with her brother and the rest of the frat pack. Looking around for you Bryce purses her lips curiously. “Where’s y/n?” Hunt rushes over to her, embracing his mate like he hasn’t seen her all day. “She’s in bed, she was sick this morning.” Ruhn said with a small frown.

“Oh, I’ll go check on her.” Bryce gives Hunt one more kiss before untangling herself from his grasp. Bryce raced up the stairs, gently knocking on the door to Ruhn’s bedroom. “Come in,” you grumble, rising up on your elbows. The sight of Bryce’s wine red hair brings a smile to your face. Bryce plops down next to you, “How are you babe?”

You let out an exaggerated groan, burying your face in your pillow. “I feel like shit. I’ve been sick all morning and I am so fucking exhausted.” Bryce narrowed her eyes at you letting out a small hum. You could see the gears turning in Bryce’s clever mind. “Do you…are you pregnant?” Your eyes practically bulge out of your head at the question. Pregnant? But the Oracle…didn’t she tell Ruhn he wouldn’t have kids or something?

“No. There’s no way. Right?” You say quickly. “Let me call Hypaxia. She’ll be able to help.” Bryce quickly whips out her phone to call Hypaxia.

The Witch quickly entered the house, passing the boys without a word, ignoring Ruhn’s questions about you. Entering the bedroom she gives you the brightest smile. Putting her hands over her heart she makes her way over to the bed. “You think you’re pregnant,” Hypaxia coos at you.

“Yeah,” you say with an equally bright smile, pressing your hands against your cheeks. You move to the middle of the bed, Bryce holding your hand while Hypaxia kneels next to you, holding her glowing hands over your exposed tummy.

Full of worry, Ruhn couldn’t just sit here and mindlessly chat with his friends. If Hypaxia were here, and speeding up to you, did that mean you were really sick? It was rare for fae to get really sick. Was Ruhn missing the early signs of a bad illness? Standing abruptly Ruhn quickly made his way upstairs.

Opening the door he found the three of you on the bed, smiling like giddy school girls with tears falling down your and Bryce’s cheeks. So not severely ill then? Ruhn cleared his throat, all three of your heads whipping toward him. Bryce and Hypaxia looked at you, nodding at them they both slip off the bed walking past Ruhn giving him a knowing smile.

You wave him over and Ruhn wastes no time rushing to your side. Ruhn brings his hand to cradle your cheeks. His vibrant blue eyes scanning your face for any signs of sickness. “I know what you’re thinking, I could feel you through the bond. I promise there is nothing to worry about. Well not yet,” you joke. Ruhn title his head in curiosity. Taking one of his hands you rest it on your still exposed tummy.

Sending a wave of love down the bond you smile up at Ruhn. “I’m pregnant, my love.” You whisper. A joyous laugh leaves Ruhn’s lips, silver lining his eyes. “You-you’re really,” he can’t get the words out. The bond overwhelmed with joy coming from both of you. Ruhn pulls you to his chest, holding the back of your head as he burys his face in the crook of your neck.

Pulling away he gently lays you down, now hyper aware of the little life growing inside you. As he stares down at your still flat stomach he places a hand over his mouth. “I’m gunna be a dad. We’re gunna be parents.” You cover his hand that still hasn’t left your stomach, nodding your head against the pillow. “Yeah,” you whisper, still in disbelief.

[thevoidstaredback]

Tales of Conquest, Warnings of Fools:

Letters Between Brothers

Damian Wayne,   Jan 15, 2014

Thank the gods you’re okay! I was so worried! When you didn’t answer, I assumed the worst, and then I saw the news and I freaked out! Seeing as you didn’t mention anything about accepting my help, I’m going to assume you don’t need it right now. The offer will remain open, however.

A lot has happened since my last letter, though you’ll forgive me for not going into detail. It’s gonna be a pain to get this to you at all, let alone if it had been filled with everything I want to say. What I can and will tell you is that my town has been put under a soft lock-in and a Media Blackout. Things and people and news can come in, but almost nothing and no one can go out. Everything is screened before it’s even considered for being able to leave the city lines. Something is here that the government doesn't want to get out to the general public. It took a lot to be able to even get this out, hence the huge amount of time between me writing it and you getting it.

I’ll keep the line open, but it might take a while for my responses to get to you.

Ancients, I hope you can come visit soon. If you need an excuse, we’ve got the only female purple-back gorilla in town! Her name’s Delilah. I can teach you how to communicate with her if you’d like!

Anyway, I gotta go.

من الجيد أن أسمع منك يا أخي.

Danyal

***

Danny was tired. He was ready to sleep for a week. He doesn’t care that he’s not gonna be allowed to because he’s gonna do it anyway. After beating Pariah Dark, Danny had laid on the floor for a solid hour before moving. When he finally got up, he moved the crown and ring to sit on the cushion of the throne. The orb he kept with him. He was gentle with it, careful to not hole it too tightly or too lightly. Then, he flew back to where Amity Park was floating.

“Where were you!” Sam demanded the second he landed in her room.

“Finding a way out of the Zone,” he said.

“And?” Tucker prompted, “Do we have a way home?”

Danny paused and then groaned. “Noooo.”

Sam inhaled deeply, frustration dripping from her voice like honey. “Then what took you so long to come back?”

Tucker finally looked up from his PDA and then startled. “Dude! You’re hurt! What the hell?”

“What?!” Sam screamed.

Danny looked down at himself. “Oh, yeah, did I forget to mention that?”

“Dude!”

“Okay, okay! So, you know that really scary Ghost King guy that Vlad decided to wake up because he’s a piss-baby who wants power?”

“Yeah?”

“Well,” he looked away from them and then held up his right hand, showing them the fire orb in his hand. “This is maybe kinda all that’s left of him.”

“Danny!” They both jumped away from him. “Did you bring the fucking Ghost King into my house?!”

“I wasn’t just- I couldn’t- Leaving it where it was seemed like a bad idea!”

“So you brought it with you!”

“Yes! It seemed like a better idea than leaving him where anyone could pick him up!”

Tucker calmed himself in the corner, taking large breaths. Sam closed her eyes where she stood, doing the same thing. After a few seconds she said, “Get that thing out of my house. Then, find out a way to get us back home-”

“Technically we are home…”

“-to Earth. When you’ve done that and the sky is blue and I can see fields on the horizon, then you may come back into my house. Okay?”

He backed towards the window. “I guess this is a horrible time to mention that I don’t know a single ghost that can help me?”

“Out!”

“Okay, bye!” He was quick to leave, flying away as Phantom, the fire orb still in his hand, though now he cradled it to his chest. He was stopped a few times by his classmates, trusting Phantom more than the ghost hunters. Anytime they’d ask him what was happening, he’d tell them that he had everything under control and that he was going to get them all back to their home dimension soon.

He didn’t tell them that he was freaking out. He didn’t tell them that they’d been there for six days now because he and Vlad are the only two in Amity Park who can keep track of time in the Realms. He didn’t tell them that he was working alone because the government decided to cut off all access to help. He didn’t tell them that no one even knew they were missing because of the same government. He didn’t tell them a lot of things. 

He’d learned, from watching other heroes in the world, that smiles and reassurances were the only things to keep people calm sometimes. So, that’s what he did. He kept the freakouts internal, and smiled at his classmates as they asked him to tell them it would be okay.

He flew over the edge of the island that was now taking the space of the Amity Portal. He didn’t know where he was going, but he was hoping that he’d be able to find someone that would help him as long as he picked a direction and flew.

It took an entire day, but he found someone who could help. Probably. The island was purple, just like all of them, and the only building on it was a dark clocktower. It looked like a grandfather clock, a balcony wrapped around the building just under the clock face. There were cogs floating in the space above and around it, as well as implemented into the building itself.

He dropped his flight, landing on the ground a ways from the door. “Ḵ̴͓̈́͌̔ạ̶̍s̵̥̤͠ ̴̤̽̓͛m̵̹̠̈́̂̍å̸̢͎̜̎ ̸̫́v̶͖͙̍̀̚õ̸̠͔̀i̴̍̕͜n̸͉̪͊̾̓ ̷̝̻͊̚̚t̷̬̩͝͝ú̷͔̟͖l̵̗̖͗͛̎l̸̻̫̂̀̕á̸̜͔̥?” he asked. The door under the glass pendulum window opened. He took that as an invitation and walked forward.

Inside the body of the clocktower was plain, a stone staircase winding up behind the ticking pendulum. He walked up every step, the fiery orb cradled in both hands against his chest. It was really warm.

There was no trap door or hatch at the top of the stairs. Instead, it opened up into the room behind the clock face. The wall opposite the clock face was covered in screens with orbs floating around, each one showing different faces and events and times. There was a small seating area right next to the giant window; that’s where he found his host.

“T̴̡̫́͊͝͠ē̸̞̱͑͊̃͝r̷̩͛͒͠e̶͉̠̪̎̔͂́̅ ̴͚̤͓̬̲͊͒̔̽t̵̢͉̗̺̲̑̌̅̚u̸̬̔͌͆ḻ̷̛̫͍̜́e̵̖̰͕̰̪͝m̷̳͎̘̮̞͝͠a̶͖̬͉̤͉̒̀̋s̸͖̱͓̪̪̈́́t̷̖̿̓͊,̸̢͙̮͊̾ ̷̡̲̱͖̲͑͆̔̕ń̴̠̪̈́̊̒̃ó̸̡̺̞͕͍́̽̀͆ō̵̦̅̔r̶̠̉͆̕ ̵̞̟̣̇̈̆ḱ̴̢͕͔͈̇͛͂͋u̵̫̲̎̀̀̽ͅǹ̵̢͖͚̜ͅį̴̠͖̠̪͗̒̓̅ǹ̸̝͒͊͠g̸͎̖̗͎̈́̃ả̸̮͉̱̀́̌̉s̷̡̞̼̃̿̏͂͊.” the ghost said. They were covered by a dark purple hooded cloak, a lighter purple tunic and pants underneath. Their skin was a light teal and their eyes were bright red. A black metal cog held the cloak on their shoulder, a glass door showed black clock and a pendulum in their chest. Floating upright beside them was a black metal staff, a mint green eye-like orb resting between the three prongs on the top. “My name is A̸̠̺̹̐̉̈̅j̶͈̐ą̷͈̩̱̣̑͐̎̔̉͝ ̸̛̹̮̹̦͆̊̇͘͜͝ͅm̷̢̲̳͚̞̄́̈ê̵̡̙̞̥i̷̡̹̺̺̼̟̽͜s̶̹͈͖̲̫̫̍̅t̶͖͈̓̽̍̒̋͝ę̵͔̠͐̍͛̒̈ͅŗ̶̡̲̺̩̯͌̓, but you may call me Clockwork.”

Danny bowed a little in greeting, the ghost’s very gaze pouring an intense pressure on him. “Greetings, Clockwork. My name is D̷̨̨̤̥̤́̈́͘è̷̲̟͗͒̾ë̶̩̥̪́́͠m̷͎̿̀̎ͅö̸͍̤̫̥͕́͂̓n̷̤̰̆͑͂̊ḯ̵̮̰͝ ̷̦̜̪̬̿͂̓͒̚l̶͓̬̣͚͈̉ȃ̵̰̭̮͈͐̿p̸͔̝̓̈͗̋ş̶̥̦̥͍̽͑͒̊, but you may call me Danyal.”

Clockwork nodded in return, motioning to the seats around him. “Please, join me.”

“Thank you,” Honestly, Danny had no idea where these manners were coming from, but they were here now and they seemed to be the right things to be doing and saying because he had yet to be attacked. And even when he’d gone to Pariah with the intent of a fight, they had a cordial conversation beforehand.

“There is a town from a Living Realm trapped in the In-Between Realm.” Clockwork said after Danny had sat down. “You seek a way to return them.”

Danny nodded. “Yes.”

“You walk a fine line, K̴͔̑͘u̸̙͌̋͠m̴̬̯̤̄͗̊̚m̷̹̜̟̣̈ḯ̴͚͕̙̗̥̀t̸͚̠̭̣͎̒̄u̷̺̹̫̅͑ṡ̷̞͆l̶̝̈́̌̅a̶̹̪̎̇̈̈̓p̸͎̬͖̺͊̾̽͜š̶̞̤͐͗͝.” Clockwork said. “The line between the Living and Dead is a thin one, and yet you walk with perfect balance.”

A million questions were going through Danny’s head too fast for him to fully register them. He asked, “Do you know what I am?”

The older ghost nodded. “You are P̷̺̞͆̓̇ö̵̯́̄̃̃õ̶̮͕̭l̷͕̪͉̮͚͆̽͆e̶̡̢͔̝̽̈͗̑l̸̢̖̗͇̐̿̕d̶̠̻̬̂̉̓̑̕ĭ̵̝̻͋̈ ̶̳̩̯̠͋̂̈́e̵̢̳̬̖̍͠l̴͓̼͒̄u̷̢̲͖̞̦̒̎̂s̷͙̪̘͊͒͆,̶̲͕͓͌̚̚ ̵̙̩͍͊p̶̫̼̪̝͑͘o̷̭̼̰̚o̸̖̭͓͚̲̽̓̅̏̕l̸͍͙̀̑̉ȩ̴̡̣͔̃̄͋l̶̟̫̭͗̌̊d̵̛̻i̴̺͈͉̔̂͘ ̷̜̯̣̙̍̅̇ș̷̌̂͝͠ư̴̰̿r̸̡̹͚̣͑ͅn̵̙͖̅̐̅ú̴͈͛̃͑́ͅḍ̶̖̱̍; T̸̬͒̆̎̈́͠õ̷̡̰̝͖̂̐e̴͙̊ͅl̸̥̥̹͚̩̥͊̄̀̔̈́͠i̴̟̜͖͔͓̦̔n̵̢͖͓͌͂ḛ̵̡̼͍̏̒��̂͜͝ ̸͍̱͋̑͗ẗ̴̺â̵̧̞̰̣̰̬̝̊͌͊̆́s̷̤͍̱̜͙̑͒å̸͚͔̩̇̎͆͝k̴̲̅ä̶͕́̈́͂̎̂̏a̷̠͋́̌͊͊̓͝ļ̶̯̤̍.”

“What does that mean?” he wondered.

They shook their head. “You will understand in time.”

Danny was quick to concede the point. “Can you help me return Ḿ̷̢̳̫̮̾͗i̶̧̩̣̐̓̓n̷̬̼̘̟̞͝û̸͔̰̠̞̒͘̚ ̶̦͋k̸̤͔͊̄́ŏ̶̮̦̬̫̙̐̂͝͠d̶̝̯̆̎̉̊͜u̵̲̬͒͜ to where we belong?”

“I cannot,” was the answer, “But I can tell you how to do it.”

Danny hesitated for no more than a moment before nodding. “Your help would be greatly appreciated, sir.”

Clockwork smiled. “No need to be so formal anymore, T̶̨͇͋͌͆͌́ä̸͇̰͓̿h̷̥̓͌͋̈̔̓t̴̗̻͚͈͚̺̓́̔e̴̢̯̱̓̄̎̾̆ḑ̷̬̔ḛ̷̱̭̙̪͑̃͌̓͐ ̵̭̯͔̈̈̇̓̕̕l̶̜̞̺̜̦̋̿̄͒͊a̶̢̼͈͆p̶͓̟̱̣̉š̶̹͋̄̕͝. You are welcome in Ḿ̷̢̳̫̮̾͗i̶̧̩̣̐̓̓n̷̬̼̘̟̞͝û̸͔̰̠̞̒͘̚ ̶̦͋k̸̤͔͊̄́ŏ̶̮̦̬̫̙̐̂͝͠d̶̝̯̆̎̉̊͜u̵̲̬͒͜ whenever you seek it.” The whole building was filled with the chime of a clock striking midnight. “To take s̸̡̮̤̽̓͝͝į̴̡̯͙͌n̴̤̅̈̌͊̃u̷͔̗̮͐ ̷̜̈̆̇̕͝k̵̢̰̙̗̱͂̄͋̈̈́ô̸̦͛̾̿͑d̸̢̡̪͇͋͗͝u̵̲̠͊̃̈͜ back to the Realm in which it belongs, you must use Ŗ̸̢̱̻͊̍́̐̒ä̴̯̫̗̪̑̕͠e̸̯̞͎͇̍v̴̲̥̲̊͜͝ṳ̵̀ ̷͓̞͇̙̑̍̏̏s̴̡̫͇̅̑̏õ̸͔͋̏̀r̴̛͚̰̔͆m̷̲̞̈́u̸̠͆̀̂͜ş̴͔̩̰̎̇̆̎̿ to open a portal. However, once you put it on, you will be announcing your claim to T̴͖̳̪̭̫͆͜r̴̤̻̳͔̭̪̭̅́̋o̴̲̍͌̂͒o̶̢̩̳͂̒͠n̵̩͕͖̟̈̆͐́̃͋̾.”

“Wait,” Danny said, worry seeping into his tone and expression, “T̴͖̳̪̭̫͆͜r̴̤̻̳͔̭̪̭̅́̋o̴̲̍͌̂͒o̶̢̩̳͂̒͠n̵̩͕͖̟̈̆͐́̃͋̾? I don’t want to be King! I just- I wanna be me.”

“And you will be, but you must first make your decision. You told T̵̳̪̂̌̎y̵̛̭̻̖̽r̴̹̰̗͝ḁ̸͚̟̈̆n̴͔̞͊̈͑ṅ̷̝̂-̷̼͙̼̏̃k̴̛̙̣̠͑û̶̘͍̞ň̷͈͇̲ỉ̶̛̗̺͜͝n̸͐̈́͜͠g̴̼̀ä̸̞͙̲́s̶͎̬͙̀͒ that you fight to protect, so now you must choose to protect. Claim T̴͖̳̪̭̫͆͜r̴̤̻̳͔̭̪̭̅́̋o̴̲̍͌̂͒o̶̢̩̳͂̒͠n̵̩͕͖̟̈̆͐́̃͋̾ and get s̸̡̮̤̽̓͝͝į̴̡̯͙͌n̴̤̅̈̌͊̃u̷͔̗̮͐ ̷̜̈̆̇̕͝k̵̢̰̙̗̱͂̄͋̈̈́ô̸̦͛̾̿͑d̸̢̡̪͇͋͗͝u̵̲̠͊̃̈͜ back to where it belongs, or refuse and keep s̸̡̮̤̽̓͝͝į̴̡̯͙͌n̴̤̅̈̌͊̃u̷͔̗̮͐ ̷̜̈̆̇̕͝k̵̢̰̙̗̱͂̄͋̈̈́ô̸̦͛̾̿͑d̸̢̡̪͇͋͗͝u̵̲̠͊̃̈͜ here between the L̷͔͕͔̂̿̆̾͠õ̸̭̙̮̭̽ͅp̸͚̲͍̐̚ͅư̶̐̍ͅt̷̡̰̙̚u̷͚̖͖̐̀̿́͝ḑ̷̟̲͔̭͗́̀ ̷̘̟̦́̾̒̑̕k̸͚̃ứ̵͕̘̥̩̾̓͑n̸̘̹̗̗͙̂͂̓͗͝i̷̳͕̝͂̓n̴̪̈́̇̌g̶̩͈̺̟͖̀̐̽͒̈ŕ̶̛̜͔͠ì̸̯̈i̸̠͎̳̳̓͠g̷̪̲̈́̽̐̌̄ì̸̮͌͒̌d̶͉̻̭̀̓͑.”

“That’s hardly a choice,” Danny said. Clockwork shrugged. “How do I use the  Ŗ̸̢̱̻͊̍́̐̒ä̴̯̫̗̪̑̕͠e̸̯̞͎͇̍v̴̲̥̲̊͜͝ṳ̵̀ ̷͓̞͇̙̑̍̏̏s̴̡̫͇̅̑̏õ̸͔͋̏̀r̴̛͚̰̔͆m̷̲̞̈́u̸̠͆̀̂͜ş̴͔̩̰̎̇̆̎̿?”

Clockwork’s smile hadn’t dropped at all during the conversation, but it did seem like they had only just started smiling. “You will know when you put it on.”

“Oh.” He remembered the little ball of fire in his hands. “When I beat T̵̳̪̂̌̎y̵̛̭̻̖̽r̴̹̰̗͝ḁ̸͚̟̈̆n̴͔̞͊̈͑ṅ̷̝̂-̷̼͙̼̏̃k̴̛̙̣̠͑û̶̘͍̞ň̷͈͇̲ỉ̶̛̗̺͜͝n̸͐̈́͜͠g̴̼̀ä̸̞͙̲́s̶͎̬͙̀͒,” he held the small orb in from of him, “he disappeared and left this behind. What is it?”

There was a twinkle in Clockwork’s pupiless eyes. “That is the very essence of his being; his T̸̼̈̏u̶͉̭̘̓̀ȗ̵͔͘͜ͅm̷̡̫͗͋̽. To T̵̨̉̈́̉͝a̴̗͉̪̐̾́̃ͅp̷̫̔̆̉a̴̗͉͛̈́̒͘͠ a ghost, you must End them by crushing or eating their T̸̼̈̏u̶͉̭̘̓̀ȗ̵͔͘͜ͅm̷̡̫͗͋̽.

“What?” Danny freaked out, “I don’t want to End him!”

“Then keep that with you at all times.”

“What’ll- What’ll happen if I don’t?”

“It would be within your best interest to keep T̷̢̥̟̈̎̀͆͝ÿ̴̪̍́͌r̷̯͍̹̔̎͠͠ȃ̶̮n̸̦̪̜̓́̽͑d̶͔͚̿͗́͘ȋ̸̢̪͉̕ ̵̩̎͐̒k̵̥̬͐̌u̷̢̎n̵̻̾̊i̶̧͖̳̅̽ņ̷̞̫̹̀̿̔̈͘ͅg̶͖̻̈̋̎͌͜͜͝a̵͔̱͍̺̓͝ ̵̰̲̤̈́̏̏t̸̺̫͙͐̽̔͐̎ú̵͖̗̪̠͊ụ̸̥̖̈̀̆̚̕m̷͇͕̮͖͑̀͝ with you at all times.”

Danny gulped and nodded, standing from his place. “Thank you for helping me, A̸̠̺̹̐̉̈̅j̶͈̐ą̷͈̩̱̣̑͐̎̔̉͝ ̸̛̹̮̹̦͆̊̇͘͜͝ͅm̷̢̲̳͚̞̄́̈ê̵̡̙̞̥i̷̡̹̺̺̼̟̽͜s̶̹͈͖̲̫̫̍̅t̶͖͈̓̽̍̒̋͝ę̵͔̠͐̍͛̒̈ͅŗ̶̡̲̺̩̯͌̓”

“It was my pleasure, K̸̡̧͕̇̑́̐̚͝o̸̧̰͕̯̿̐͠s̶͔͇͇̱̲͔̩̓̽͗̀͊̈m̶͉͇̟͆̄͆͆̈̉͘͝o̶̹̬̤̟̥̣̅͒́̇̇̆s̴̗͇̰̫͆͑e̴̪͕̲̪͎͓̾̚m̶̢͈̰̳̙̻̜̩̱̀̒ẹ̵̖̟͔́̃̒͑i̸̭̩̙͉̮͚̻̰̰̇̎̈́͊͘͠s̸̛̛͚̤̳̭͋̊́͒̔́̚̕t̴͍̮̱͈̹̞͊̋͂ḛ̸̢͙̺̼͍̬̙͍̣̽̎̊͘̚r̵̤̜̲̱̦̕.”

Danny left through the clock face, flying back towards Pariah’s Keep. It had been just under a day since he’d been there. Amity Park had been in the Infinite Realms for seven days now. Any attention drawn by them disappearing for a week could either be really good or really bad. Regardless, they’d all find out about their lost time as soon as they got back to their Living Realm and Danny was not looking forward to that.

He arrived at the Keep much as he had earlier. Though, instead of walking up the steps, he flew straight into the throne room. It was just as he’d left it. Before he went to the dais, he tried to calm his nerves by picking up the weapons from his battle. The daggers were re-hidden, the rapier re-sheathed. He picked up Pariah’s long sword and strapped it to his back, just under his tanto using the two halves of the former King’s cape.

With a deep breath, Danny finally approached the Throne, Crown, and Ring. He touched only the Ring, fearing what might happen if he even breathed on the other two, and slipped it onto the middle finger on his left hand. He felt a pulse of fury rush through him before it settled deep in his gut. The Ring itself changed from a simple black band to an obsidian ring encrusted with ice. It wasn’t cold on his finger, and was hardly noticeable.

Once again, he flew back to where Amity Park had been dropped. Once he was floating over the town, he reached for the power inside the Ring. It came easily to him, as though he knew exactly what he needed to do. He lifted his left hand, ripping it down in a quick motion. The green and black sky ripped open, blue calling the attention of everyone in Amity Park. He ignored them, pulling the rip bigger and bigger before pushing it down onto the town. He ignored the screams as the rip engulfed them. Then, once the last of the purple island was through, he zipped the rip up. In its place was the reactivated Fenton Portal. He used it to go home.

No one was in the lab when he got there, but he turned invisible anyway, making his way to his room to put Pariah Dark’s Core somewhere safe until he could get something to turn it into a necklace or something. He texted Sam and Tucker, telling them he was fine and that he was going to sleep before he texted Jazz the same thing. He told all three of them to wake him next week.

*

Danny woke up the next day because his parents had invited the G.I.W. over to study the Portal. He groaned and flipped over, shoving the pillow over his face. When that didn’t work, he sighed and got up. May as well be productive if he couldn’t sleep, right?

He was still so tired.

Sluggishly, he dragged himself around his room to get ready for the day. Then, with the fire orb that was the former Ghost King in his hand, he left his room and knocked on Jazz’s door. She answered immediately.

“I thought you were gonna sleep for a week?” Her answer was an explosion in the lab. She winced. “Right. What did you need?”

“Do you have-” He yawned. “Do you have, like, a chain or something? I gotta turn this into a necklace.”

She looked at the orb in his hand, slightly larger than a marble and seemingly made of fire. “Do I even want to know?”

“Not until I’m awake enough to explain.”

“Riight.” She turned and nodded for him to come in. “Let me check real quick, but I can’t promise I have something.”

“That’s-” He yawned again. “That’s okay.” He sat down on the armchair in the corner of her room, pulling the light pink throw blanket on the back on himself. It was really soft. His eyes drooped.

There was some shuffling for a few minutes, the quiet noise lulling Danny further to sleep. He startled when she shouted, “Here it is!” She turned to him, holding up two chains, one thrice as long as the other. “This should work- Danny? Are you asleep?”

He rubbed his eyes. “No.”

She smiled softly. “Why are you so tired?”

“No reason.”

“I’m sure,” she hummed. “Let me see that, okay? I’ll make a necklace for you real fast.”

“Thanks,” he mumbled.

“No problem.”

Again, the quiet noise of Jazz working started to lull Danny back to sleep. He shifted to get comfortable, closing his eyes for a minute. A minute that turned into a day and a half.

“Welcome back to the land of the living,” Jazz snarked when he left her room to eat breakfast.

He yawned, much more awake than before. “Yeah, yeah. Sorry about crashing in your room.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she waved off, “I crashed in yours, so we’re even.”

He reached up and touched the fire orb amulet that was now resting against his chest, fiddling with it as he watched Jazz make pancakes. “So, what’s the plan for the day?”

She shrugged. “I don’t have anything, do you?”

“Nope,” he said, “Just a let-” He froze. “The letter!” Quickly, he flew up the stairs and into his room. On the desk was the sealed envelope he’d meant to send when he got home the day Amity Park was pulled into the Infinite Realms. He found his way back down stairs, not stopping by the kitchen before going outside to have it delivered. He stopped short, however, when he registered where he was.

This was definitely Amity Park, and they were definitely back in their Realm, but everything had a strange tint to it. He didn’t think anyone noticed, though. The sky was slightly more green than blue, same with the sun and clouds, and it was slightly dimmer and colors were more vibrant, like during a solar eclipse. The ground and buildings all had a slight purple tint that made the shadows darker. Every plant, animal, insect, and person he saw had a barely-there glow to them.

He stumbled. What the hell? Was this a consequence of being in the In-Between Realm for so long? What did this mean for the people and animals living here? What did this mean for him?

“Are you alright, D?” Jazz asked from the door behind him. She must not see it, then.

“Um, yeah, just, um…Forgot my glasses.”

“Tsk. You need to get better at remembering them, Danny.”

“I know, I’m just…still not used to them!”

“It’s been a year.”

“It’s actually only been three months since I got them.”

“Just go mail your letter. Breakfast will be done soon.”

He waved behind him, going to stand in front of the mailbox. He was quick to put the letter in and close the door, flipping the little red flag up. He hesitated before going back into the house, though. He shook his head and moved before he could chicken out. Damian had reached out after two years and Danny wasn’t about to make him wait that long for a response. It would be childish.

The anticipation of waiting for a response was bubbling up in his stomach again. It was just like when he’d sent that first letter. This time, though, he knew he’d get a reply.

*

Damian was worried. He’d sent Danyal a response, but he’d yet to get anything back. He couldn’t blame his little brother, though. After all, he’d waited two years before finally answering. He wouldn’t fault him for not even opening the thing. However, he did worry if something had happened. When he’d looked up Amity Park again, he found that the whole town was on lockdown; Nothing was going in and nothing was coming out. That was lifted a day ago, though, and there was still no response.

His Father and his siblings all remained none the wiser to his communications. At least, he liked to believe that. Father was aware of Danyal, but he doesn’t know that he and Damian are - were? - in contact with one another. He would like to keep it that way.

He wanted to go visit Danyal soon, or maybe have him come to Gotham. There was so much to tell him, but only so much room on some paper. He wanted to know things, too! Ask questions and get more than a few words for an answer. He wanted to be able to see his brother’s face for the first time since they were six years old.

But he might’ve fucked it all up because he was a coward.

There was a Media Block on Amity Park, Illinois. It wasn’t obvious at first glance, but it was glaringly in the face of anyone looking into the town. He hadn’t managed to get much before he was found and kicked from the servers, but he did find news on two hero-like figures in the town; one of which was being debated as a hero or a villain. Damian thought it should be obvious if someone is a hero or a villain, but that’s just him and the rest of the world’s opinion versus this tiny little city in the middle of nowhere.

Father had caught onto his distracted state of mind and threatened to bench him if he couldn’t pull himself together. He tried, but he couldn’t keep his thoughts from wandering back to Danyal and how he was doing.

He refused to answer anyone when they inquired about why he kept spacing out. He knew it wasn’t like him, but there was a lot on his mind at the moment!

The very next day, a letter from Danyal arrived for him. Like the last one, this one had no return address, but he recognised the handwriting. His family - minus Alfred - were all suspicious of the letter because of the lack of information on the front, but Damian batted them all away and took the letter to his room, locking himself inside.

As soon as he finished reading it, he got a piece of paper and wrote out a reply. He was not going to make his brother wait any longer than he already had to.

Was Danyal this anxious about getting letters from him? He hoped so.

***

Danyal Fenton, Jan. 26, 2014

I am fine, as are all of the others. Thank you for your concern. Though, are you alright? I found the Media Block when I tried to access any information from inside Amity Park.

Your offer of assistance is greatly appreciated. Does it matter what I ask for? If not, then I have an idea that would require me to call upon you. If you are willing, that is. My family, though I am glad everyone is back together and tolerating each other, are stifling. Especially since I have taken up the Robin Mantle.

The Media Block is very concerning. What is the government hiding and why does it require them to soft-lock the town? Would you like me to contact the Justice League? This is something they will be able to help with.

I would be beyond delighted to come meet Delilah. If you are willing to teach me how to communicate with her, I am willing to learn. عسى أن تقود النجوم مسارك دائمًا. Damian Wayne

Translation 1 - Arabic: Good to hear from you, brother

Translation 2 - Estonian & Zalgo - May I come in?

Translation 3 - Estonian & Zalgo: Greetings, young King … Master of Time

Translation 4 - Estonian & Zalgo: Child of the Demon

Translation 5 - Estonian & Zalgo: Ghost Child

Translation 6 - Estonian & Zalgo: Half Living, Half Dead; A True Balance

Translation 7 - Estonian & Zalgo: My home

Translation 8 - Estonian & Zalgo: Child of the Stars … My home … your home … Ring of Rage … The Throne

Translation 9 - Estonian & Zalgo: The Throne

Translation 10 - Estonian & Zalgo: Tyrant King … The throne … your home … your home … Infinite Realms … Ring of Rage

Translation 11 - Estonian & Zalgo: Tyrant King

Translation 12 - Estonian & Zalgo: Core … Kill … Core

Translation 13 - Estonian & Zalgo: Tyrant King’s Core

Translation 14 - Estonian & Zalgo: Master of Time

Translation 15 - Estonian & Zalgo: Master of Space

Translation 16 - Arabic: May the stars always lead your course.

Part 9 Storyboard

[daenysx]

the reader. she's so me as a drunk. oops.

requests are open!

my masterlist

drunk lover

modern!aemond takes care of you when you're drunk.

absent smiles, teary eyes, shaky fingers.

you get drunk on aemond targaryen.

"i told you countless times, to not mix drinks like this. now, you'll get sick- fucking- will you stop pulling my jacket?!"

you laugh slightly. "why are you so far away? come-come here."

he takes a step. "wait. wait-come on." he cups your cheeks. "look at me."

you turn your head, refuse doing what he says. "no, you're mean."

he scoffs. "come on."

"why are you so mean to me? i thought you loved me!"

"can you please stop shouting in the middle of the street? i'm not mean, i'm taking care of you here."

you look at him with tears this time. "don't you love me? "

"i'm- no, stop or you'll fall- of course i love you, come on."

you give him a smile then. "okay, then you should treat me nicely."

"yes, sweetheart, i'll be so nice to you." he says with a soft voice this time. "we should go home now."

he helps you walk but only after 2 minutes you start complaining.

"aemond, i'm tired."

"the car is right there and i can't leave you here to go get the car, you can't even stand by yourself."

you pout. "but i'm tired. can't the car come by itself?"

he chuckles. "some day in the future, i hope. okay, come here."

he lifts you easily and you wrap yourself around his body instantly. your arms are around his neck, your fingers stroke his hair. "your hair is so beautiful."

"thank you, sweetheart."

"no, really, what's your secret? you-you have the prettiest hair i've ever seen." you say.

"genetics and a good hair care routine. i'll tell you later."

"but don't forget to tell me, okay? i'm-hmm." you can't finish your sentence because it's so hard to talk right now. words don't come out and you give up.

you brush little kisses to his neck and he rubs your back affectionately. he notices how you get silent, knows that you feel really tired now. the short walk to his car ends and he carefully places you on the seat, buckles up your seatbelt.

he drives to his apartment as you sleep next to him. he didn't drink anything when you were at the pub, only watched when you celebrate the end of term with your friends. his brothers and sister were there too, being in the same university with him and you. hours later the night ended and left aemond a drunk lover.

you mumble his name in your sleep and he smiles. you mixed too much tonight even though he warned you about your stomach. you just wanted to be free and careless, not giving a shit about how you'll wake up tomorrow. he knows you'll feel a little guilty tomorrow, telling him 'i'm so sorry you had to take care of me like that, it's not fair.' and he'll say 'don't be silly, i'll always take care of you.'

the ride ends and it takes him precisely 7 minutes to take a sleeping you to his apartment. he lays you on his bed, taking a clean t-shirt from his drawer. he goes by your side and takes off your shoes first. your eyes are closed but you're not sleeping yet, just whispering unclear words.

"aemond- i love you, i love you." you say with a sweet tone, your eyes a little more open.

"i know baby. i love you too. come on, lift your hips for me." he says, taking off your jeans.

you help him undress you with tired muscles. "no but i don't think you know how much- how much i love you."

"let me take this off. that's it."

"i just- i love you. i'm in love you. too much feelings, don't know how to deal-"

your words are incomplete mostly, a silent love confession that makes his heart clench. you hold his heart in your hands and he lets you do anything you want to him.

"you should wear this, sweetheart. come on, i'll help you. there you go, baby. you're all good now."

you nod, reaching for his hand. you put his hand on your chest, make him feel your heartbeat. "can you feel this? it's for you."

he smiles. "you are such a romantic when you're drunk, hmm?"

you giggle. "no, i just told you i'm in love."

he kisses your forehead, your nose, your lips. "i'm in love with you too, baby. it's getting too late, you should sleep now."

you shake your head. "i want to brush my teeth but the bathroom is so far away."

"the bathroom is right there, sweetheart. no, don't try to stand by yourself, let me hold you-"

and for the next 10 minutes he helps you brush your teeth and remove your make up. "but do you know how to remove mascara, aemond?"

"i watch you every night doing the same things, i'm sure i can handle it."

when you're convinced you are ready to sleep, you hold his hand and go to bed once more.

"can i have some water please? i'm so thirsty."

he nods quickly, gives you the water bottle on his nightstand and helps you drink. "thank you."

he kisses your forehead and you get under the covers. he stands up to change his clothes and brush his teeth but he stops when you hold his hand. "don't leave me."

"i'm right here baby, just changing my clothes. i'll come hold you in a minute, okay?"

"a minute?"

he nods. "you count down the seconds and i'll be right there when you're finished."

you do as he says, whispering numbers. however, sleep takes over when you reach the number 17, your eyes close and the words get stuck in your mouth.

when aemond comes to bed, he finds you sleeping. he is quick to get under the covers and hold your body. you turn your face to him, even in sleep you seek for him. your head on his chest, your fingers on his waist, his arms around you. just like every night.

he presses little kisses on your hair until he falls asleep. he closes his eye and confesses his love silently just like you did before.

same words, same feelings.

aemond targaryen's heart beats for you. just like yours beats for him.

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Reckless (8)

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader

Warnings: Sadness, Violence

Word Count: 2.1k

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Previous Chapters

“Y/N.. you have to listen to me.” Jisung panics. “I was only trying to do what was best for you.”

“What was best for me? So me being so depressed I couldn't shower, brush my teeth, or even fucking eat was the best for me?” You scream. “Why do you get to choose who I love and who I want to be with?”

“He's my fucking best friend! I didn't want things to change between us, or me and you. And I knew they would. Not to mention I think there's better guys out there for you.” Jisung says, glancing at Minho.

“Your reasoning for ruining him and me was because you didn't want to lose your best friend? Are you fucking kidding me!? How selfish are you!? I can't.. I can't even look at you right now.” You whisper.

“Why would you tell her? Fuck sakes.” Jisung yells at Minho.

“Are you serious?” Minho gasps. “You told her I said some awful shit and you're mad at me for telling her that you made me choose?”

“It was for her own good! And yours! Neither of you would have been happy with each other!” Jisung screams.

“How do you know!? Huh, how do you know!? I've never felt so fucking safe and content with anyone, except when I was with Y/N. She made me feel like I could do anything..like I could be anything. You have no fucking idea how much better I felt about my shitty life when I was with her. And YOU took that away from me!” Minho screams back. “You ruined me! You ruined her! So fuck you!”

“Fuck you too!” Jisung yells. “What does it matter now anyways, huh? You gonna abandon Maya and your fucking baby to be with my sister now? Huh?” Jisung yells.

You stand there, shock flowing through your body, your mouth hanging down as you stare at Minho with tears in your eyes.

“Fuck.” Minho screams. He lunges for Jisung, tackling him to the ground. You can barely even process what was happening in this very moment. You were too stuck on Maya and baby.

A baby.

He was having a baby?

With someone else..someone he really didn't even like. You watched Minho on top of your brother, getting shot after shot to Jisung's face, and Jisung trying to shield himself. You can't breathe. Your head was spinning. You so wished this fucking moment was a dream. You closed your eyes trying to wake yourself up but it wasn't working. Why wasn't it working? You just wanted to get up from this fucking nightmare.

Jisung manages to get Minho off of him, hitting him wherever he could. You turn around, walking out the front door. You continue to walk and walk until you have no idea where you are. You barely even remembered how you got to where you were. You pull out your phone, calling Chan. You needed someone but not your friends. You needed someone who was going to give it to you straight and not pussy foot around, and that person was absolutely Chan.

“Hellooo?” He answers.

“Can you pick me up?” You whisper. “I'm not terribly sure where I am.” You sigh.

“Give me street names and a number on a building if you can. I'll find you.” He says, hanging up the phone. You slip your phone back into your pocket, finally letting your tears flow. You crouched down, resting your head in your knees as you hugged yourself and sobbed. You felt so betrayed by the two people you trusted more than anyone else in this world, despite all the shit they had put you through.

“Y/N.” Chan whispers. You look up at him, you're sure mascara is smeared across your cheeks. He looks at you sympathetically, holding his hand out. You reach out to grab it, he pulls you up, helping you to his car. He opens your passenger side door, closing it once you're in and heading to the driver's side. The entire car side is silent, aside from your whimpering. You appreciated that he wasn't badgering you for information but instead waiting until you were ready. He pulls into the parking lot of his apartment building. You follow him inside, heading to his couch, where you pull your knees up to your chest and take a few deep breaths.

“So.” You begin. You can feel your lip beginning to tremble again as you try to get the words out. The tears threatened to roll down your cheeks again.

“Take your time.” Chan half smiles.

“Jisung.. he um, he told Minho that he had to choose between me and him.” You whisper. “So he had to make a decision if it was going to be me, or his best friend, his brother.” You say.

“What?” Chan gasps.

“That's not even the worst.” You half laugh. “Remember how I told you those things Jisung told me Minho said about me?” You ask. He nods his head. “Turns out Minho never said them. Jisung made it up to make sure I stayed away from him.” You cry. “And now I find out that Maya is pregnant, and Minho is going to be a dad, and I feel like I have no one and my entire world is fucking falling apart.” You whimper. Your chest gets tight as you try to catch your breath. Chan grabs onto your arm, looking you in the eyes, his face close to yours.

“Breathe, Y/N. Come on, breathe.” He smiles. You take a few deep breaths, maintaining eye contact until you feel like you can breathe again. He smiles at you. You lean in, pressing your lips to his. He doesn't move away, but the kiss.. Is not how a kiss should feel. You both back away, looking at each other a little confused.

“That wasn't..” Chan starts.

“No offense, but it felt like I was kissing a cousin.” You giggle.

“No offense taken, I feel the exact same.” Chan laughs. “I think we're meant to be friends.”

“I wholeheartedly agree.” You smile. “Look, I'm sorry about this.” You sigh. “Calling you, all the crying and big dump of issues I just threw at you.”

“Isn't this what friends do?” He smiles. “I'm pretty sure friends are meant to be there for you when you need them.”

“Well I really appreciate it. Any advice on what to do? I don't know if I can go back there.” You say.

“Did you hear back from that psychology scholarship you applied for a few weeks ago?” He asks.

You shake your head. While you were on your healing journey, you had applied for a scholarship at a different University across the country. You had thought it would be nice to get away and go somewhere for a fresh start for a few months at least. You really didn't think you were going to get it.

“Well feel free to stay here tonight, if you want.” He tells you. And that's exactly what you did. You had messaged Jisoo and Hyunjin, letting them know there were some issues and you were turning your phone off.

It was mainly because Minho and Jisung would not stop fucking calling and texting you. You needed time away and would turn it back on in the morning, when you were ready. That night you spent your whole time with Chan, watching movies, eating good food and just talking. You talked about everything and nothing, how you were feeling, your feelings for Minho, which, despite everything, haven't changed. You still loved him, and seeing him after a month of not seeing him had every single thought and feeling you had rushed back to you at full force. But you weren't sure if you could do it with him, not to mention he was going to be a dad. How could you come in between him and the mother of his child? You weren't that type of person.

That night you laid on Chan's couch, your mind racing between everything. You were so fucking conflicted and you honestly just wished you could get away. You turned on your phone, feeling the need to scroll mindlessly through TikTok or something. You had a few texts come through that you ignored, and an email. You checked the email, and sat up on the couch.

“Congratulations Miss L/N Y/N.” You read. “You've been selected for the scholarship in…” You pause. You screamed, as loud as you could, forgetting it was 3am and Chan was sleeping. He rushed into the living room, looking panicked with a baseball bat in his hand.

“What?” He yells. “What happened?”

“I GOT IN!” You cry. “I got the scholarship!”

“Oh my god, Y/N, that's amazing!” He yells, rushing over to hug you. He squeezes you so tightly, like a proud dad. It filled your heart with so much joy. Jisoo and Hyunjin had the same reaction when you told them the next day, but then sadness filled the room.

“I can't believe you're really leaving.” Hyunjin pouts. You take his hand, holding it tightly.

“I'll be back. I promise.” You smile. “It's only for a few months. And it'll be good for me to get away. From everything.”

“I still can't believe Jisung did that to you.” Jisoo sighs. “I broke up with him, by the way.” She tells you.

“What? Why? You really liked him.” You gasp.

“I did, but the fact that he could do that to his own sister is just appalling.” She says.

“His heart was in the right place, Ji. He definitely went about it the wrong way, but don't let it ruin your relationship. You seem to be having a positive impact on him and I like that.” You smile.

Later that day, you went home. You see a depressed Jisung sitting on the couch, wallowing in self pity and ice cream. The second he sees you, he jumps off the couch. A tear rolls down his bruised cheek.

“Y/N.. I'm so fucking sorry.” He whispers. “I was so selfish and just such a piece of shit.. my god, I'm so sorry for everything.” He tells you. You walk towards him, wrapping your arms around him.

“I know.. I know your heart was in the right place.” You sigh.

“But I went about it in the worst possible way. And I will never forgive myself for that, Y/N. I was really just trying to protect you.” He says, holding you tighter.

“I know you were.” You say. “I forgive you, but I'm still so fucking mad at you.

“Jisoo is too. She broke up with me.” Jisung sighs.

“I spoke to her already, I'm sure you'll be getting a call soon.” you smile. “Listen.. I have some news.” You say, pulling away from him. You lead him to the couch to sit down.

“Oh god, what?” He whispers. You can tell he's scared.

“I got accepted for a scholarship at a university.. across the country.” You grin.

“Oh my god, Y/N! That's so amazing! I'm so happy for you!” He yells. “How long are you gone for?” He asks.

“Just a few months.. but given everything, I need a few months away.” You half chuckle.

“I think so too. A nice little fresh start. Recharge and do a lot of thinking. Make some new friends. I'm really excited.” You say.

“When do you leave?” He asks.

“Saturday..”

“That's tomorrow!?” He panics, standing up. “Get upstairs and get packing! Right now!” He exclaims. You laugh as you stand up, pulling him in for another hug. You head upstairs to your room, pulling out your suitcases and start packing, making sure to do the essentials first. A few hours into your packing, there's a knock at your door.

“I am packing Jisung, don't worry!” You yell. The door opens.

You turn around, Minho stands there. You don't know what to say.

“You're really leaving?” He asks.

“Not forever.” You say. “But this is a great opportunity and I need time.”

“She's not pregnant.” He blurts out. “It was a false alarm.”

“I'm sorry.”

“Why? I didn't want to have a baby with her, I don't even want to be with her. It's you, Y/N. I know everything has been shit these last few months and I'm so sorry for that but it's all done. Everything is out in the open, we can really be together.” He smiles.

“Minho..” you sigh.

“Please Y/N. Please don't go. I love you. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. I want it all with you, I'm all fucking in. Just please.” He begs.

“Please don't leave me.”

[sanjisboyfie]

one piece smau: dating sabo edition

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[name]sblondie: this is exactly why im always late to work

tagged: sabosbf and d.dragon

sabosbf: DONT TAG YOUR BOSS????? HES GONNA FUCKING KILL ME??????

-> kokoala: LMFAOAOOA

-> sabosbf: i'm fuckin scared what is going on koala

d.dragon: This is hardly an acceptable reason to be late to work, Sabo.

-> [name]sblondie: boohoo just say youre sad and single

-> divaiva: SABO you're so dead.

freeluffy: cuddling is worth it

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-> kokoeala: just heard dragon-san gasp in his office hold on u might be saved

-> [name]sblondie: thankgodthankgodthankgod

-> freeluffy: huh?

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sabosbf: he's urethral guys idk

tagged: [name]sblondie

[name]sblondie: i think you're urethral too baby

-> sabosbf: i love u i knew u would get my humor

-> [name]sblondie: of course i would my love <333

portgasace: no fucking way u two are real

dni_nami: something is telling me theres something wrong with the caption, but lemme not

-> sabosbf: what's wrong with it :0?

-> dni_nami: ....

divaiva: u two are the cutest (please change that caption, i'm telling you this out of the kindess of my heart)

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-> [name]sblondie: my boyfriends caption is perfectly fine

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portgasace: barfed in my mouth i hate them

tagged: [name]sblondie and sabosbf

[name]sblondie: be nice to ur brother in law damn

-> freeluffy: [NAME] IS OUR BROTHER IN LAW NOW !?!?!?!?

-> [name]sblondie: future* brother in law my bad

-> freeluffy: booooo :(

sabosbf: yeah i hate u too ace, the only rzn u ever go out w us is so u can leech off our wallets

-> portgasace: thats a fuckign lie asshole

-> sabosbf: BROKE ASS

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boahancock: luffy's brother and luffy's brothers boyfriend are so cute <3

-> [name]sblondie: damn she don't even know our names

-> portgasace: professional luffy dickrider (for some rzn)

kokoala: my favorite gays <3333

-> [name]sblondie: ?????

-> sabosbf: thank u koala ;)

-> [name]sblondie: ???????

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[name]sblondie: guys do u think he loves spiderman more than me

tagged: sabosbf

sabosbf: if peter parker hit my line, im sorry

-> [name]sblondie: ????????

sabosbf: his theme song is my ringtone for u so i guess it connects?

-> [name]sblondie: YOU GUESS???

-> sabosbf: that just means ur my spiderman baby >///<

-> [name]sblondie: DONT TRY TWISTING THIS IN A COMPLIMENTARY WAY U JUS CONFIRMED THAT IM UR SECOND CHOICE

kokoala: spiderman >>>> any other man

-> sabosbf: u get me koala ughhh

portgasace: good taste [name], gooooddd tasteee

-> sabosbf: hehe

-> [name]sblondie: WHAT THE FUCK????????? STOP FLIRTING WITH OTHER MEN RIGHT NOW???

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sabosbf: got jumpscared by this pic in my cameraroll pls someone buy this guy brown contacts

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[name]sblondie: me looking at u when u wake up 🧿🧿

-> sabosbf: its ok babe jus please maybe think about blinking a little bit longer

kokoala: cannot hold a conversation with him without feeling like hes thinking about murdering me

-> portgasace: what i said

divaiva: nooo you'd ruin his natural beauty :<

-> [name]sblondie: thank u iva <3

-> [name]sblondie: YOU JUST VENMOED ME 40 BUCKS WITH THE MSG "listen to [name]" ???

-> sabosbf: LMFOAOA babe don't actually buy contacts i love ur eyes theyre pretty :3

d.dragon: They are quite terrifying.

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[name]sblondie: boyfriend appreciation post because even though hes got a weird sense of humor, hes still mine (...i guess)

tagged: sabosbf

sabosbf: HEHEHE he loves meeeeee

sabosbf: ok why that ugly ass photo of me as the second one what the hell is wrong w u u just hate me

sabosbf: I LOVE U SABO, LOVE UUU

-> [name]sblondie: love u too handosme (...i guess)

-> sabosbf: STOP WITH THE I GUESS i'd choose u over peter parker anyday baby pleaseee

portgasace: not [name] picking up on me and luffy's appetite too

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sabosbf's story

RESTRAIN ME??? MY SEXY BOYFRIEDN IN MENSWEAR HOLY SHIT IM CREAMINNNNGGGG

[name]sblondie replied to your story: u shouldve told me sooner, i'll wear them more often now just for u babe ;)

[lexxspark]

Mike Schmidt Blurb: Nails

Nightmare trope! Mike has a nightmare while you guys are in bed and you find the best way to soothe him back to sleep.

A/N : I can’t escape my roots, I always eat up the nightmare trope.

Tags: established relationship! Hurt/comfort of course and mike x caring!reader

not proofread🙌🏻

You lay in bed peacefully asleep until you hear faint whispers and whimpers coming from the man sleeping next to you. At first you don’t think anything of it. It’s only when you hear a quiet sob and then a whisper of your name do you realize what’s happening.

Your boyfriend of a few months, Mike, had a horrible past. His brother went missing and he carries the guilt with him every day, his parents passing away leaving his little sister and him all eachother had. You met by babysitting Abby while he worked, then you got closer sharing hearts to hearts and opening up to eachother. He was the shy type so it was surprising that he opened up to you, but he knew it felt right. After he got up the courage to take you on a nice date with your favorite flowers and a reservation at your favorite restaurant, it was only a matter of time before he was helping you carry your moving boxes into his bedroom.

You sat up and looked over to him, his eyes were closed but his brows were furrowed In concern and fear. He was also very tense, you placed your hand on his arm and you could feel him flexing and relaxing in his sleep. He was turned to the side away from you, curled up a bit. You rubbed his arm and said his name, comforting him that it was just a dream and reassuring him that you were right here.

Mike’s eyes shot open, his breath was ragged as he sat up and looked around the room, searching for you and rubbing his eyes.

“Mike, I’m right here. Hey, you okay? Everything’s alright now love it was just a dream.” You looked at him, your hand on his cheek bringing him to look at you.

“Fuck, y/n I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up.” His face was in his hands now, not wanting you to see him this way. Mike has always been riddled with nightmares and that was a part of him he was scared to share with you because he was an over thinker, worried you would grow tired of comforting him and you’d leave.

“Don’t be sorry. You know it happens, happens to me too. I’m right here through everything Mike you know that. I’m not going anywhere.” You grabbed his face gently for him to look at you. You rubbed small circles on his cheek with your thumb and he was reminded of you. Reminded of how much you cared for him and how he would do anything for you.

“Come lay back down with me?” Mike didn’t even respond he just wrapped his arms around you and you fell back into the bed, his head falling on your chest. In return you began playing with his hair to soothe him, not thinking much of it.

You heard a small whine come from him as he held you closer. You quickly asked him what was wrong and he said in almost a whisper, ”Baby your nails. Feels really, really nice.” You were confused for a moment until you remembered. You had gotten your nails done with Abby while Mike was at work. Just some simple long almond shape acrylics. You were using the tips of your nails to scratch mikes scalp and hair absentmindedly.

“Oh Mikey, I’m sorry.” you said gently.

“Nonono, don’t be sorry it’s so nice. It feels so good.” He said in response, that last sentence coming out in a whimper.

You laughed a bit before saying,”Anything to help you feel better baby. Sleep good for me okay?”

“I really love you.”

“I love you more Mike, you know that.”

And with that the two of you fell peacefully back to sleep. <3

A/n : thanks for reading! Happy holidays guys🗣️

[covetyou]

a dress up!Joel interlude

tomorrow (29th May) I'll be posting the next part of dress up!Joel, lovingly titled ghosted.

in the meantime, have this interlude of sorts that I've been sitting on for weeks (and honestly thought I posted back in April, whoops.)

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rating: Explicit (18+ only!) word count: 969 warnings: more brotherly shenanigans, sex toy talk, mild relationship angst, alcohol consumption summary: Joel's egg hunt couldn't have gone worse, and so he confides in the one person who has his back no matter what - his baby brother.

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Shooting the shit with his little brother wasn't something Joel Miller ever thought he'd enjoy. But, with age and maturity, there wasn't anything quite like sipping cold beers in his backyard, his brother yapping away about work, or girls, or the playoffs, or just about anything else, as they relaxed at the end of a long week. Tommy could talk, and Joel could listen, and that's how it'd always worked.

"Hey, you still got that thing I gave you," Tommy suddenly asks, after giving Joel a blow by blow of his latest conquest - some blonde he met at a bar and didn't even know the name of.

"What, this pain in my ass? Yeah."

"Very funny. Nah, I mean that ballpedo thing. Turns your balls into a torpedo."

"Balldo."

"Yeah! You still got it? If you ain't usin' it, ain't no use in it goin' to waste."

Joel lifts his beer, the condesation leaving a dark ring on his jeans, and takes a sip, averting his eyes from Tommy.

"Still got it."

It was stuffed at the bottom of his sock drawer upstairs. After Christmas, and his uncomfortable walk back home with the thing still strapped to his balls, it took him a little while to pry the thing off. The lube he'd spread over himself was turning tacky combined with your juices, and wetting it just made everything too slippery. But, eventually, he was free, and he cleaned the thing up and left it to dry, as if there would be any opportunity to use it again.

It was a happy coincidence that Sarah was with her mom again on Valentine's day, and your calendar for that day was empty - he noticed when he was fixing a drip in your kitchen sink. Given you enjoyed Christmas, he thought you might like something else too, and he was happy to be right. On Easter, he was going to leave a note for you for his little egg hunt, hoping you'd wake up Saturday morning and make your way over to his place to find the final prize.

He hadn't expected to get caught, and he hadn't expected things to be left as they were afterwards. Now the memory of all of it left a sour taste in his mouth.

"Can I go grab it? I'll take it off you."

"Nah... nah it's okay," Joel says, with a non-commital wave, as Tommy stands, taking a few steps to head inside.

"C'mon, if you ain't usin' it, I can take it. Mom never teach you to share your shit?"

"I'm always sharin' my shit with you, I said no," Joel shoots back with finality, unable to stop himself from mumbling into the rim of his beer. "You wouldn't want it now anyway."

Tommy was never one for being quick to catch on, and for that Joel was grateful. Though, maybe this time he underestimated his little brother. Tommy still makes a move to head inside, likely to rifle through his shit to find the toy he'd given Joel so long ago, but he stops in his tracks before pulling the patio door open.

"Holy shit," is all Tommy says. "Holy shit."

"You remember you're an asshole again?"

"You used the fuckin' ball thing?!"

Joel's silence says all Tommy needs to know.

"You gave yourself a dick for balls and you didn't tell me? Fuck I've been wonderin' about that thing ever since I gave it to you. It good?"

Joel doesn't really know what to say. He doesn't want to say anything - he wants to keep his fuck up with you his own tragic little secret, but now the balldo's out of the bag, he can't exactly dodge the question. Tommy was a persistent bastard when he wanted to be, and Joel knew that he was going to be extra persistent with this.

"It... yeah. Yeah, it was good."

"Wait... fuckin' wait a minute. This mean you got a girl?!" Tommy's face lights up as he asks, and Joel can feel the color drain from his. "You got a girl and you didn't bother tellin' me? You wound me, brother."

Shaking his head, Joel takes another swig of beer, hoping it'll wash the memory of the taste of you from his mouth. It doesn't.

"Nah. Didn't get the girl."

"You fuck it up that bad?"

As much as they could piss each other off, they always had each other to fall back on. Usually, of course, it was Joel picking up the pieces for Tommy, but there was an unspoken agreement between them that meant no one was keeping score. No one owed anyone anything, they'd always be there for each other, whether it was one time or a thousand times. So, against his better judgement, Joel tells Tommy everything and, for once, Tommy listens.

"Only one thing I don't get," Tommy muses when Joel finally finishes with a sigh. "If it was a misunderstanin', what the fuck are you doin' here with me, and not over there with her, explainin' yourself?"

"She told me to leave. I don't wanna intrude any m-"

"You broke into her fuckin' house, brother, think you're long past that."

Tommy slides the patio door open, half inside, half outside, and looks back at his big brother.

"Take it from an asshole who knows - doin' nothin' ain't gonna do shit. You don't get the girl, you don't get your shit rocked. Talk to her. You got nothin' to lose. If she don't want anything to do with you, nothin' changes, and if she does, well... you get the girl, and you get your shit rocked."

He hated to admit it, but Tommy was right, and Joel had never felt so fucking stupid that he didn't come to the same conclusion sooner.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow he'd make this right.

[whatdoidosatoru]

lost in you

pairing: hanma shuji x reader | ao3

in which shuji comes home after a fight and needs to be taken care of <3

wc: 3.3k

cw: first person (sorry i just can't do second person pov), bruises, fighting (duh), no y/n, dry humping, some dirty talk, shuji is so needy, riding, light choking, unprotected sex, creampie, begging, pet names (baby, doll face)

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI FUCK OFF 18+

Coming back home late from a fight was normal behaviour for Shuji Hanma. He fought for the thrill of it, for shits and giggles, but what he didn’t like about the whole ordeal was getting scolded for his injuries by his girlfriend.

His sweet girlfriend, who had never even thrown a punch, who didn’t like him fighting, who, despite that, always patched him up whenever he needed it and kissed his bruises better when he came home.

Now it was two in the morning and he had just parked his motorbike outside of the apartment complex. He walked up to the door and buzzed the intercom.

“Baby? It’s me, let me in.”

He wasn’t in the mood for anything apart from lying down pressed against his girlfriend’s chest and resting his aching limbs.

Inside the building, I got off the sofa where I dozed off while waiting for him to come back. I tried to stretch my neck but only made it hurt worse, so I dragged my feet (and the blanket that was draped over my shoulder) to the front door and buzzed him in. 

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and waited by the door to hear his footsteps and let him in.

He smiled as soon as he saw me standing in the doorway, wrapping his arms tightly around me. He didn’t hold back, squeezing me with all his leftover energy, and I responded with a tight embrace filled with everything I had at the moment.

“Hey baby…” He cooed softly, leaning down to plant a few kisses along my jaw and neck.

I was melting in his arms, slightly slurring my words as I was still waking up.

“Shuji, is everything okay?”

He chuckled softly, gently picking me up off the ground and carrying me into the living room. 

“Everything’s fine, baby. Sorry I’m home late,” he says softly, sitting down on the sofa, placing me on his lap, “just…had some assholes piss me off, nothing new.”

I ran my hands across his chest, checking his face and the sides of his head, his back, arms, thighs…everything, for any signs of bruises or other injuries. He definitely had a rough night, his body was littered with new and fading bruises from the previous fights. He allowed me to look him over, gently tilting my chin up with his fingers so he could look into my eyes clouded with worry.

“Baby, I’m fine…I promise I am.”

He assured me softly, pressing a few tender kisses to my lips. My lips stayed in a pout after he kissed them repeatedly, too tired to adjust my face.

“Who was it tonight?”

He couldn’t help but sigh at my question and the fact I even had to ask.

“Ran Haitani and his prick of a little brother.”

He grumbled softly, his hand holding me by the chin to appreciate my pout in full.

I leaned forward to kiss an old bruise on his jaw gently, reaching the back of his neck with my hand. He closed his eyes at my gentle touch, tilting his head back for better access. 

“Baby…”

He breathed out softly, his hands tracing down my waist and the tops of my thighs.

His eyes were lidded as he looked back down at me. I shifted on his lap so I straddled him instead of sitting sideways, getting better access to hug him and never let go. I trailed my lips softly along his bruises, down to his Adam’s apple. I let out a hum, feeling him gulp under my lips.

“Baby…what can I do to make you feel better?”

“Mmm…”

He practically purred as he ran his large tattooed hands along my thighs and back, feeling my body against his, distracting him from the soreness of his limbs and his bruises.

“Baby, you really wanna know what’ll make me feel better?”

My hands went into his hair, gently scratching his scalp again, seeing him become putty in my hands.

“Mhmm, what is it?”

He leaned back into the sofa, tilting his head back once more, melting in my hold. He couldn’t help but groan at the feeling, relaxing and erotic at the same time.

“Your touch…” he practically moaned out, “keep doing what you’re doing…it feels so…” he breathed out the word “good…”

I smirked as I tugged the strands of his hair ever so slightly before scratching gently again. I leaned forward to press a kiss to where his jaw met his ear and whispered.

“Feels good, baby?”

He shivered and his eyes drifted shut at my voice, a moan escaping his lips.

“F-fuck baby…” he breathed out shakily, “yeah…it feels…really good. Don’t…don’t stop.”

I let out a breathy chuckle as I saw him draw shallow breaths and shakily speak. His breath was warm against my neck and it sent shivers down my body.

I lifted my hips slightly just to rock them against his, teasing both of us at the same time. I kissed along his jawline and down to his neck, my tongue darting out to taste his skin.

“You deserve to feel good, baby.”

He shuddered at the slight contact of my hips, a breathy moan escaped his lips as his own hips buck to chase mine.

“Mmm…you make me feel so good…” he moaned out softly and pulled me closer, nuzzling into my neck and leaving small kisses on my skin, “don’t stop…”

I arched into his chest, pressing my breasts into him and biting the soft skin of his neck. My hands gripped his scalp tighter, sending shivers down his body. My hips pressed against his harder, begging to release some of the tension that was building between my thighs.

“What do you need baby? Tell me and I’ll give it to you.” I practically moaned into his neck.

“You…” 

He all but moaned out, tilting his head to the side to allow me easier access to his neck. His grip on my hips tightened, pressing me further down until I straddled him more firmly. A strained gasp escaped his lips as the movement pressed my clothed pussy against his straining bulge.

“I need…” He bit his bottom lip, barely holding back a low groan, “you, baby…don’t make me say it out loud.”

I chuckled against the sensitive skin of his neck, licking up to his ear and whispering.

“Mmm I kind of want to hear you beg, baby, but I’ll be good.”

I rocked my hips against his bulge, one of my hands still scratching at his scalp lightly, the other snaking up under his shirt and tracing the lines of his abs and chest. My rolling hips sped up slightly, helped by his firm grip on my ass and waist.

His breath came out in short bursts, each sound leaving his mouth either a desperate moan or a choked-back shiver. He couldn’t help himself, his fingers were digging into my plush skin as the friction on his bulge nearly had him seeing stars.

“Baby…f-fuck…” He practically gasped out, a cry for mercy. “B-baby…”

I used one hand to squeeze his cheeks together, pressing a deep kiss onto his pouty lips, swallowing every moan that had slipped from them. I lifted my hips up from his lap and in a soft voice commanded him.

“Unzip your jeans, Shuji.” 

As I said that, I moved the cloth of my panties to the side to allow him access to my slippery folds.

His mind was spinning, and with a shaky exhale he was all too happy to comply, his hands making quick work of his button and zipper, releasing his bulge from the denim confines with a sigh of released tension. His gaze flew over my body, ready in front of him, and landed back on my eyes.

“You’re so…gorgeous…”

I reached into his underwear and took out his hard and throbbing cock, positioning it at my entrance, and swiping it along my wet folds a few times for good measure. I took a moment to brush my thumb on his bottom lip slowly and kissed him deeply before sinking down on him, tantalisingly slowly.

His moans were hot on my lips, his breath heavy and thick against me as he wrapped his arms around me, holding me close to feel my body shivering as I took in his length all the way to the hilt. I moaned into his mouth as I sat flush on his lap. I rose up, sat back down, and rolled my hips a few times to establish my rhythm.

Every roll of my hips and every grind on his lap had him moaning and growling against my already kiss-swollen lips. His arms tightened their hold around me as I bounced on him.

“You look…so pretty…like this…” he moaned softly, his voice gruff, “I can’t…get enough of you…”

I let out a soft chuckle at the compliment, then ran a hand through my hair and threw my head back in pleasure, letting out a loud moan into the air. His lips were on my neck, needily kissing it with an open mouth. 

“You’re…so big, Shuji. Mmm feels fucking good, baby.”

He cursed under his breath, burying his face into my neck.

“You take me…so good…” He breathlessly moaned out, his arms flexing around my waist in an effort to keep me closer. 

I let out a needy groan, my hands moved up my body to squeeze my breasts before sliding back down to his chest, one still on my own body, rubbing circles around my clit as I mewled from all the sensations. I quickened my hips, desperately chasing a high, but still wanting to keep this going as long as possible.

He watched my hand work my clit carefully as his hands trailed up my sides and back down, settling on my plush thighs. He moaned at the sight, his breath catching in his throat.

“That feel good, baby?” He moaned out softly, his face flushed. “You look so…perfect…like that.”

I mewled at his words, nodding as I bit my lip. My hips sped up, rolling more intensely against him now, feeling his cock stretch me and hit all the right spots.

“S’good baby, feel so…full hmmm” I squeezed out a moan as I was getting close to release. “S-swear sometimes you go and fight just t-to get inside me…”

He chuckled breathlessly, his hand tracing along my thighs before his thumb replaced my fingers against my throbbing clit, rubbing it gently in time with my riding.

“Mmm…maybe I do…” he admitted with a playful smirk, his breath hot and heavy against my sensitive skin, “you know I can’t…get enough of you…”

He moaned lowly into my ear, his voice turning into a soft plea against my tight skin.

“Baby…I’m s-so close…”

I leaned against him, resting my head on his shoulder as I cried out with his thumb rubbing me just right, increasing the pressure just how I liked it.

“F-fuuck baby…I…don’t stop I-I’m so close…”

I sped up my hips, my rolls and hard drops of my ass against his lap becoming more desperate as he sped up his thumb on my clit. His breaths and moans became heavier, I could feel his breath faltering, warmth spreading against my neck.

His thumb pressed harder, rubbed faster in a desperate attempt to make me cry out in pleasure and cum around him, coming apart on his lap.

“C-come on…come on, for me baby…” he practically moaned the words into my ear, “wanna…see you cum…please…want you to cum…so badly…”

His other hand reached up to the base of my throat to squeeze a little, making me close my eyes in ecstasy and cry out his name at the feeling of his long, nimble fingers restricting my throat. The sight of his large tattooed hand snaking up my body to grip my neck was enough to send me reeling.

“Shu-ah fucccck Shuji!”

He moaned in response to my loud cry, the sound of his name slipping through my throat nearly finishing him off. He gripped my hips with both hands now, pulling me onto him, thrusting upwards into me like a maniac.

“That’s…good girl…” he moaned out against my chest now, grabbing any bit of flesh he could with his teeth, biting and marking anything he could reach, “so good for me…”

I shuddered at the intensity of my climax, my pussy clenching around him, and the sensation of his teeth grazing me, his lips sucking in any bit of skin they could. I cursed under my breath, not being able to slow down the rhythm, rolling my hips as he pushed into me with vigour, trying to get him to cum inside me again, chasing the feeling of being full.

“Shuji, baby, need you…fuuuck…need you so bad please.”

The feeling of my warm walls tightening around him, along with the pleas from my lips were enough to have him growling out my name, his breath became a low gasp as his hips moved to meet mine mid-roll. He was practically melting at the sound of my mewling for him.

“Y-yeah?...” he moaned out breathlessly, leaning down to bite a hickey into the soft flesh above my breast, “need me to…what? Tell me, baby…”

I groaned as he used my own words against me, making me say it out loud. My hips were recklessly rolling into him as I tugged on his hair lightly.

“Baby…I wan-I need you…to…fuck ah…need you to fill me up…ah”

He responded with a low, guttural moan from his parted lips, his gaze drifting to watch my lips rock against his. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer, not with those noises coming out of my lips.

“Say please baby…” he moaned out desperately against my chest, nipping it in the process, “say please…and I’ll give you everything…”

I mewled against his neck, my forehead pressed against his shoulder for support.

“P-please Shuji, cum in me…fill me up please…” I gasped as his thumb returned to my clit and started rubbing it quickly, “m-make it trickle d-down my thigh, baby…” I rolled my hips harder, clenching around him with need, “make my birth control work overtime, please, baby…”

A low, guttural moan of ‘yes’ escaped his lips in a barely audible whisper. His breaths turned into heavy gasps as he was still fighting his own release.

He reached up to cup my cheek in his large tattooed hand, tilting my head towards him to capture my lips into a greedy, messy kiss, practically pouring every ounce of passion and energy into it. He broke the kiss only to bite down on my bottom lip, his hips still moving up to meet mine in a more intense thrust.

I moaned into his mouth as he pulled me in, I neared another shuddering orgasm.

“Cum for me, Shuji, please baby…”

He moaned as heated, breathless gasps left his parted, kiss-swollen lips. He continued rocking his hips into mine, his cock bullying its way into me with each movement.

“B-baby…I’m close…” he murmured as he captured my lips with his again, “tell me…say please…I need to hear…you beg for me…”

I cried out, feeling my climax nearly there.

“Shuji please, b-baby, need your cum…need it please, give it to me, give me what I need baby please-”

He moaned against my lips, the hot breath bathing my sensitive lips and nearly breaking me. My mewling and begging nearly drove him wild, he was a desperate mess, his body pleading for release.

“Beg me…more…please,” he moaned through his teeth, “be…be a good girl for me…”

I whimpered and a sob escaped my throat into his shoulder where I was barely holding on. His cock was still working its pace, rutting into me even when I slowed down my hip movements.

“I’ve been g-good for you, baby, haven’t I? Please, baby, please, please, I need it…please, Shuji, fuck please, I’ll do anything…”

A guttural moan of pleasure ripped itself from his parted lips, his breath heavier against my skin.

“Yes…” he moaned out in hot gasps, his voice thick and raspy, “you have…so good for me…my good girl..”

I couldn’t hold myself back any longer, I cried out his name, along with a few curses, into his neck, shuddering and releasing another orgasm, clamping down on his thrusting cock. Squeezing and not letting go of him until I got every last drop of what he had to offer.

His breathing turned into deep moans as he rutted into me and finally spilled his cum all over my wet walls, shuddering in ecstasy, slowing down to help us ride out our highs together.

“Baby…” he all but groaned out, the soft nickname on his lips like a prayer, “good girl…you’re such a good girl…” he moaned into my neck, pressing a gentle kiss to my collarbone.

“Love…love you so much…love you Shuji, so much.”

His breath gradually evened out as he came down from his high. He pulled back to look into my eyes, his expression nothing less than utterly mesmerised and enamoured with me in his arms.

“Love you…more…” he murmured softly, his gaze practically glowing gold as it burned into mine, “so glad you’re mine…”

I attached my lips to his in a deep expression of the intense love I held for him.

“We’re not playing that game today, baby,” I stroked his hair gently, “you’re so good to me.”

He moaned into the kiss, eyes fluttering shut as he leaned into the touch of his head.

“Mmm, and you’re an angel…” he muttered under his breath, his face glowing in bliss as he pulled away slightly, “my favourite person in the entire world…”

I chuckled and shook my head lightly at this weirdo.

“It helps that you don’t like other people, but okay, I’ll take it.”

He rolled his eyes at my response, at the same time a smirk spread across his lips.

“Fair enough…” he paused for a moment, the smirk softening into an affectionate smile, “you really are my person, though.” He muttered in a soft tone, his gaze gentle and loving. “You’re my world…”

I caressed his cheek, smiling warmly at him.

“You’re such a damn sap. You’re lucky I would never go around and tell people.”

“Oh am I, huh?” He mused as he leaned into my hand, “You’re lucky I’m only this way with you, doll face. My reputation would be in ruins otherwise…”

“Big bad wolf, God of Death, Shuji Hanma, a big ol’ sappy pile of moans and shivers under a kiss of one girl, and one girl only.”

He sighed, shaking his head in amusement as he rolled his eyes.

“You make me sound so…needy and desperate. But maybe I am…I’m lost in you, completely.”

His hand moved up and gently gripped my thigh as he kissed me, gently, slowly. His thumb was tracing soft patterns along my flushed skin, his kiss as warm and tender as a summer evening.

I sighed against his lips when he broke the kiss, lips still in a light pout, not even an inch from mine and head tilted to the side.

“Take us to bed, baby?”

He gently picked me up and began making his way to the bedroom, pressing soft kisses against my neck and shoulders as he went. My feet were dangling along his sides and he held me tight. When he dropped me onto the bed, he crawled in after me and covered us with the duvet, snuggling into me, burying his face into my neck and breathing in my scent as if it was a drug he could only get from me.

His embrace tightened ever so slightly as if he was afraid he’d lose me if he didn’t hold on tight enough.

[zhuoyichenpretty]

Eps 30-33 Commentary

No meta, just reactions! I have less to say about some eps so I'm combining several episodes worth. To make up for my head-emptiness and lack of meta, I've included more pictures lmao. Spoilers under the cut!

Ep 30:

"You really are pitiful." Li Lun waking up thinking of ZYC's words oooh they did that opening line for Li Lun/ZYC lovers (me)

What a homoerotic way to give the Truth Eye

ZYC and ZYZ having their first drink(s) together here, ZYZ and Li Lun having one last game of chess here. Gay ppl will go “I know a place” and take you to a damp cave and a little stone table in the Wilderness

Oof. The apparent inherence of winning/losing in their activity of choice compared to the drinks that took place here between ZYC and ZYZ. Even with a draw, it’s competitive by nature. If Li Lun knew about the three (very intense, very intimate) toasts that came before in this very spot, I wonder how aggrieved he’d feel.

Ah well there goes the date spot /:

I’m so happy to see LZY (Bai Jiu’s actor) get to fight! His fight scenes in MTJY were awesome and he continues to impress here as well. It’s so fun to watch!

………..to revisit my question from previous commentary about when the grievances against Ying Lei will end, the answer is never ;-;

Damn…For ZYC to promise to spare Li Lun after all that Li Lun has put him through specifically and personally. ZYC really fucking loves ZYZ doesn’t he.

I’m so fucked up over Ying Lei’s last words jesus christ.

ZYC sobbing and feeling the fleeting warmth of the rock Ying Lei was just leaning against…when will the world stop taking away his family members??? His brothers???

That scene of everyone looking at Bai Jiu after Ying Lei dissipates. The fact that he's right there. And it’s like they traded one life for another. The two babies of the group. Goddammit.

Do NOT hit me with Bai Jiu’s actor singing “Broken-Tailed Bird” right now oh my god

So like…regarding ZYZ losing his demonic power, does he still count as the most evil demon of ZYC’s time? Can someone ring Ying Long and ask?

ZYC crybaby oh no I can’t believe he’s crying over ZYZ being so weakened aw I love him

My god, Bai Jiu running after Ying Lei and into ZYC’s arms has to be one of my favorite sequences in the whole show. So so good. So so painful. Between this scene, all the flashbacks, and ZYC’s reaction when he died, I’m at least glad the show is spending so much screen time and significance on Ying Lei’s send-off, even if I’m heartbroken that he’s gone. We couldn’t even have the whole family reunited for one moment.

Also have you ever seen a man so mother?

No but seriously "Cry if you want...[tears] have to do with our hearts" ZYC my healthy masculinity king!!!

This song fucking hurtssssssssss this cheese (it's buttermilk) hurts everything hurts

I’m glad PSJ gets time and space to react. Her lines about being a mortal and not being needed are so good but also ow!!! And oh WX always knows exactly what to say to her 🥹

I love everything ZYC says to Bai Jiu about each family member (like yeahhh WX is unlucky 😭 and yeaahHH PSJ does need support too) but MAN the way he says ZYZ’s name is so fucking good. The fact that it gets so much emotion across without saying a single word further as he gets interrupted. His voice and his expression both collapsing a little in that moment. Efficiency of acting strikes again.

Is it even possible for ZYC to cherish this little family more?

Yo this dramatic ass lighting on ZYZ and ZYC standing in the doorway. Why y’all need so much drama just to talk? Also oughhhh ZYC’s gaze is a mess looking every which way while discussing WX’s poison. He is such a bad liar (but he looks so good doing it). Is that why they gotta talk about this like ten feet apart so ZYZ can’t see him lying? Lmao

Okay also tho if ZYC's coming around looking like this I am not hearing a single thing he's saying:

They flashed back to the previous time ZYC held his hand out but cut away from ZYZ taking it this time. Is it bc the absolutely unfettered tension between them can’t pass censors anymore? Haha god but that shot of ZYC slowly meeting ZYZ’s eyes from ZYZ’s POV whewwww we don’t got the skinship but their gazes are kind of insane??? TJR in blue contacts is too powerful I'm shaking somebody needs to stop him.

Ep 31:

Trying so hard not to be driven a little crazy by the lapses in continuity in this show (‘: It’s just tonal and costuming stuff that are a little difficult for me to ignore, just the fact that it’s kind of apparent which scenes were filmed in what order based on their costume/styling changes + the sets, and how sometimes the tone from the previous events don’t smoothly carry over because of this. But it's momentary, I just gotta. Power through.

YO the Pei siblings sparring was so cool and for what. They should have had WX spectating instead of staring at nothing in the previous scene (-:

Damn how long has it been since they played the fun music. Also feels kind of wrong without Ying Lei though fml

Awwww Qing Geng I missed her she’s so cute!! I wasn't doing ep commentaries during her arc so I gotta make up for it here. Her actress is so talented and adorable, and her costuming in this show is stunning!! Her lashes!! Her colors!!

THE TREE BRANCHES lmfaooo ZYC what happened to being worried for ZYZ’s weak body?? We really haven't had a moment like this in so long though (':

Well I do like the reason why WZY had a fake out death, that’s pretty clever and narratively sound, but also oh god what in the AOT??? The inner cores hidden in the medicine is some odious fucking work dear lord

I also like that the endgame is coming about from what initially seemed like another small-time case. Of course the evil physician's huge scheme at the end weaponizes plague and poison and medicine.

Ayeee fun that they used the teleporter on WZY instead of as a getaway

Lmfao ZYC just standing there taking a huge hit of the poison smoke. Poor baby doesn’t watch movies and doesn’t know smoke from a bad guy always means some kind of poison

Why does poisoned!ZYC have such an incredible smokey-eye siren look I’m shook

After knowing the poison is about indulging in your greatest wishes, the first moment ZYC woke up and approached ZYZ they sure looked like they were about to indulge in something sorry ignore me

The way this is so similar to ZYZ’s imaginings where he and WX always turn around and look at the camera. The show wants censors to believe they’re looking at ZYZ but we've known all along who the third POV is here

Also why aren’t ZYC’s bro and dad in the wish illusion?

Ohh the eerie instrumental rendition of the OST when ZYC draws his sword is too good. And yesss we were so due for some more crazy dream fuckery like is this real? Is this real??

Ep 32:

The team is spread so thin )-: One man (mountain god) down and a whole town to save and an immortal villain to vanquish.

WZY's eagerness in trying to goad ZYC into killing himself while poisoned is so so sinister goddamn. I love how disturbing it is to slowly realize what he wants without any lines at all

ZYZ shielding ZYC from a huge fucking fireball with just his hand is adorable and sad:

I already normally love Li Lun's whole leaf-swirly entrances and exits but you know I cheered when he deus ex machina-ed his way here!!! With that bgm too!!!

Li Lun came back to accept ZYC into their throuple. He's had some time to think and yeah he's decided ZYC's kinda hot and maybe shouldn't die or else ZYZ will be sad.

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ZYC's soft and anguished, "Qing Geng" when he realizes she gave him her inner core. That's my bleeding heart hero ;-;

Throuple of the fucking yearrrrrr:

Spoiler for ep 33/34 but—watching Bai Jiu watch the three of them and realize he can't do anything to help here... It would have been dangerous for him to stay, but I wonder if things could have ended differently ):

Ep 33:

Oughhhhh Pei Siheng ))): The cruel fucking poetry of PSJ, the most emotionally closed-off character, having her heart, her brother, made into her armor. And then to lose him once more.

ZYC proving time and again that his heart is entirely boundless and he'll shelter anyone from the rain and he just wants everyone to live:

LI LUN/ZYC LOVERS HOW ARE WE FEELIN'?!?

Did not expect MORE ZYC choking now that they're on the same side but yeah Li Lun is not one to let go of a good thing I get it. I'm screaming but I get it. "I'm giving you half my demonic power" yeah right just admit you like doing this dw Li Lun this is a safe space.

Literally what am I watching and also no don't mind me, keep going. Feral over ZYC dropping his hand and letting it happen.

But lmfao the way Li Lun did not need to be doing all that, like he sends his power out to ZYZ without even making physical contact. He could've just grabbed ZYC by the shoulder.

Can't believe I just keep winning:

ZYC didn't even know what Li Lun was doing putting his arms around him and he just let it happen. That's some next level trust.

Ah goodbye Li Lun, presumably another victim of the "(ex-)villains can't have good endings" brand of censorship

Oof I love that the initial horror after the seeming victory is reserved first for the simple fact that ZYC and ZYZ are separated, that ZYC can't go to him the way he was intending to. Even when it's unclear yet that WZY is still alive, just the wrongness of them being divided this way is so poignant. ZYC has such a helpless look about him when he says ZYZ's name.

Goddammit WZY saw Li Lun choke ZYC and got ideas.

Oh I love the uncertainty of whether the One-Word Spell works on ZYC or not. ZYZ's sudden and intense fear. Also though WZY tries to use ZYC dying as a deterrent for ZYZ blowing up the barrier but he's literally choking the life out of ZYC as we speak

Bai Jiu's completely unrestrained screaming and crying in pain is so brutal to listen to. His scenes go on forever. Also, the choice of having some of his flashbacks be blurred and vague in the background, once again something privately kept for the character

ZYC holding out his hand to ZYZ a third time ;-; The utter relief of being able to reach each other again paralleling that previous horror of separation.

ZYC physically feeling Bai Jiu's death oh god. We do not get a single moment of happiness and victory in this drama everything is bought with pain and returns pain I hate it here.

Also another post-finale thought (spoilers for the end of the drama)—If ZYZ remained in his weakened state, I really am curious if he would have still met the conditions of the prophecy (ZYC being cursed to kill the most evil demon of his time, if the prophecy is indeed conditional like that, of course). If that could have been a technical loophole, did Li Lun giving both of them his power and then ZYC giving ZYZ his as well basically fulfill it again? I mean, logistically speaking, without that extra power, I'm not sure if ZYZ would have been able to trigger the Baize cycle again (or whatever it is he did to save the town). So the show's final tragedy can be traced all the way back to these moments of giving out of love and protection, just as Bai Jiu being in the perfect place for his final sacrifice came about because ZYC, ZYZ, and Li Lun were trying to protect him and get him out of danger. The way love and grief are so helplessly, inevitably intertwined that one begets the other. They were all just trying to save each other.

On that completely painful note, that's 30-33! And it'll be downhill from here for the next one (-:

[sarah-bear706318]

Chasing Storms and Finding Love. Chapter 9

Series Summary: When Tyler's baby sister joins him and his team for a season she seems to catch the eye of a certain StormPar member much to her brothers dismay... will she listen listen to her big brother or follow her heart?

Chapter Summary: Reader has to deal with the aftermath of her night out...One last girls night before her sister leave. Scott ask reader to move in after the storm season is over how will her bother take it? And a super storm leaves every to a small town to help but not everything goes as planned when reader gets hurt!

Pairing: Scott Miller X fem!reader, Tyler Owens x sister!reader

Series Warnings: Sneaking around, Pissed off Tyler, Love Struck Scott, ALOTS of kissing, A little age gap, Cussing, Drinking, Storms(duh), Falling in love, Slow burn

Chapter Summary: implied smut, kissing, big storm, blood, getting hurt, Tyler being over protective, Scott being the sweetest, talks of drunkeness,

@nikkicloudie @thespillingvoid @turnerintoabutler @Lindsayjoy444 @glenpowellluver @@harrysgothicbitch @ambipom9 @lxaah11

You wake up the next day with your head pounding, not really remembering anything past body shots. You roll over and notice Scott isn't in the room, just as you reach over for your phone you hear the door open and you see Scott walk through the door.

"Good morning beautiful, got you coffee even had them add 2 extra shots expresso" he says leaning down to kiss your head

You thank him in a soft voice and a smile taking a sip of the coffee he brought before asking the dreaded question...

"How bad was I last night and don't lie"

"Baby you weren't that bad you were kinda cute and funny"

"Oh thank God" you say drinking your coffee

"until you told your brother about the time we fucked in his truck" that made you spit and choke on the coffee you just drank

"I did what, oh...my...God my brother is gonna kill me" you said running your hand through your hair. "Not gonna lie he's pretty pissed I'm surprised I'm still alive" Scott added

"Anything else I should know" you ask Scott gives you a look that tells you your answer. "You got sick in his truck so did your friends"

"You might as well find a new girlfriend because my brother is about to kill me twice, once for having sex in his truck and another time for getting sick in his truck, just make sure I'm dressed nice when they put me in the ground" you said holding your head in your hands.

"I wont let him kill you sweetheart but you do need to get up your brother was asking for you when I went to get coffee So let's get you in the shower and ready so you can go face your brother"

"You mean go face my death"

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You walk out of your room and look down to the parking lot and what do you see? A very pissed off brother with his arms crossed and a burning look in his eyes...oh if looks could kill! Nope you think to yourself and try to turn around and go back in your room but you are met with Scotts hard chest turning you right back around. You take the stairs very very slowly hoping the longer you take the less mad he will be. But no such luck because once you reach the bottom of the stairs you are met with an upclose pissed off brother!

"Hey T..." you don't even get his name

"I don't want to hear it" he says in a low voice which makes you a bit more scared that he's not yelling. "Come with me little sister let's have a chat"

You look back at your boyfriend silently begging for him to come with you but you and Scott both know you had to do deal with the fallout from last night on your own.

He walks you to his truck and opens the back door, "You and your little friends are paying to have my back seat detailed got it" he says crossing his arms "yes"

"And you are having my drivers seat detailed since you WANT TO FUCK YOUR BOYFRIEND IN MY TRUCK ARE YOU CRAZY WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, HE'S LUCKY I LET HIM LIVE"

The calm and soft voice was now gone and replaced with a very deep angry voice. You wince at how loud he got and held your head thinking it would help your hangover headache.

"Tyler I am s..." you begin to say something but you are cut off "I'm not done, not only did I find out you and your boyfriend fucked in MY truck you and your little friends don't know how to shut up and I now know WAY more about my little sisters sex life then I EVER WANTED TO OR NEEDED TO KNOW. Care to take a guess what I learned about you and your boyfriend huh" you stand there and shake your head no.

"Ty I'm sooooooooo sorry for your back seat and..." you stop and kinda winced looking at his drivers seat before you continue in a softer voice "your divers seat I'll cover all of it I promise, and I'm sorry for anything you heard.

"Damn right you will y/n, this is my truck, Doesn't your boyfriend have his own truck"

"Yes yours was just closer" you said and jumped a little when he raised his voice

"CLOSER YOU COULDN'T HAVE WAIT 30 SECONDS AND GONE TO YOUR ROOM AND FUCKED THERE HUH? MY TRUCK Y/N, AND WHEN WAS THIS"

"Bout 2 weeks ago" you say "2 fucking weeks I have been driving around sitting on Scotts ass cooties" that kinda made you giggle but you were quick to stop when you say your brothers face, and he continues

" you good to drive right now" your brother ask and you just nod at his question "good go get go get my truck cleaned I still have a job to do and can't do it with my truck smelling like vomit" he tosses you the keys as he walks aways.

You hold the keys in your hand as your brother walks off, and from the corner of your eye you see Scott making his way over to you. He wraps his arms around you and you lay your head on his chest and let out a breath. "That bad huh" he questions "well I have to pay to get vomit out of his back seat and your ass cotties off his drivers seat" at that Scott give you a look "his words not mine I love your ass its cute" you say with a smirk

You decide that since it was your friends, your party idea, and your brothers truck you would just take care of the detailing on your own, then you pulled out you sent Casey a text

Y/N:Hey I gotta go do a few things gonna take a few hours so yall just chill in your room maybe sleep off your hangovers lol let yall know when I'm on the way back and we'll have dinner"

You do a little research to find out where the best car detailing around is and find a place with great reviews about 30 minutes away, so off you go!

3 hours, an inside/outside detail, later your brothers truck looked brand new! You even made sure his tank was full of diesel. You pull in to the parking lot seeing everyone standing outside well everyone but your boyfriend. Once parked you made your way over to the group and handed Tyler his keys, "all clean inside and out and you got a full tank"

"you didn't have to do that but thank you" he says taking his keys from you. "no problem least I could do, anyways anyone know where my boyfriend is?

"up stairs in your room" you hear Javi say

"thank you" then you turn and look at Casey and Ashleigh "yall ok with a low key dinner maybe some takeout and movie or 2?

"That sounds good to me" "yeah me too" they both say with a smile

"ok give me about 30ish minutes"

You head upstairs and find Scott sitting at the little table on his laptop he looks up and smiles when he's you open the door. He gets up wraps his arms around you and give you a kiss "Hey baby I was wondering where you were"

"the place i found was over 30 minutes away. You wanna join me and the girls for takeout and movie night?" you ask with a smile

"as great as a night of chick flicks sounds I have a meeting with Javi and a few of the new investors for the new and improved StormPar, but here's one of my cards have your girls night be on me" he says handing you one of his credit cards. "You sure baby" you ask

"Yeah baby girls night on me" he says and kisses the top of your head "thank you baby can we get some snacks too maybe some wine" you ask with a smile

"Anything you want sweetheart"

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You and your sisters got wings and fries you got tons of snacks and watched The Notebook How to lose a guy in 10 days and Sweet home Alabama. Yall even got a few bottles of wine! And let's not forget face masks! You were gonna miss your sisters so much so you were gonna live it on your last night with them!

You spent the whole time talking laughing way to loud and drinking a little to much wine, it reminded you of of your years at ZBZ when you all shared a room in the house. "I'm gonna miss yall so much I hate you can't stay longer" you say trying to hold back your tears

"Awwwwww y/n we'll be back we promise maybe stop again on the way back, in a couple months but I think I'll have my brother with me" Casey says looking at you

"Awe I miss him he was so adorable if you do I'll have Scott or Tyler baby sit him" that made both girls laugh "you know he had the biggest crush on you his freshmen and sophomore year even wanted to ask you to the KT's formal" Casey said laughing "awwww I would have gone with him but I didn't know about the crush that explains why he got red as a tomato when he walked in on me changing"

"Oh God when was this and how much did he see" Casey asked not being to stop her laughing

"Those couple weeks I went to Chicago with yall and I was only in my shorts so he saw my boobs" you answer laughing

"No wonder he wouldn't look you in the face for months" Ashleigh added

The rest of the night went pretty much the same just laughing and talking about old times! These girls truly were your family!

It was a little after midnight when you got got back to the room. You see Scott watching tv and it brought a smile to your face. all you wanted was to lay in Scott's arms, so you kick off your shoes and do just that.

"You wanna take a shower with me" you asked after a few minutes of laying with him

"Have I ever turned down a shower with you baby?" he asked looking down at you and kissing the top of your head "come one"

The shower felt great the hot water, Scott helping you wash away the day, having his body pressed against yours. You turn around to face him and kiss his chest and start to move your hand up and down his shaft, you smile when you hear a moan come from his lips. "Don't start something you cant finish baby" you stand on your tip toes kiss his neck and whisper in his ear "I plan to finish it" you kiss his neck again "alllllll night long". That was all Scott had to hear before capturing your lips in a heated kiss, lifting you off your feet and pinning you to the wall "then let's get started baby"

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The next morning you stand in the parking lot hugging your sisters while all 3 of you cry your eyes out.

"Please be careful yall" you say wipping the tears from your eyes "we will you be careful too y/n those tornados are no joke" that brings a small laugh out of you "I will I promise, call me when you get there please" "we will promise" they both say

One last round of hugs tears and love yous later, you are watching them pull out of the parking lot.

You walk back up to your room to go meet with Scott and hope you get at least an hour before you have to head out. You walk in the door and Scott can still see your tears even tho you tried to hide them and he didn't waste a second before coming to wrap his arms around you.

"Awwww baby don't cry you'll see them again soon" Scott said wiping your eyes "I know just hard seeing them go those girls are the closest thing to sisters i will ever have but it was nice seeing them for a few days"

"It was nice hearing all those stories and seeing a different side of you made me fall in love even more" Scott says kissing your lips. You look up and smile before asking "even drunk party girl y/n" Scotts just laughs "yes baby even her, now come on we got some storms to chase"

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It's been a month since since your sisters left and you missed them but you were kept busy with the outbreak of storms. With the outbreak across 2 states you didn't stay in a hotel longer then a night or 2, there was even a few times you crashed in either Tyler's or Scotts truck when rooms were all booked.

Speaking of Scott things were getting even more serious between the 2 of you. More talks of the future, he even asked you to move in with him after the season was over, you of course said yes! You hadn't told your brother yet you wanted to avoid that fight a little longer, but you did tell Kate.

"Oh my gosh I'm so happy for you both, but have you told Tyler yet" she asked while you both walk to to trucks after checking out of yet another hotel. You sighed before answering "not yet I was trying to avoid another fight he can't stand us sharing a hotel room let alone a whole house". "You got to tell him y/n he's gonna find out either way"

You throw your bags in the back of Scotts truck when you hear your brother call your name "Hey y/n come look at this radar and tell me if I'm crazy". You walk over to your brothers truck, he moves out of the way so you can get a better look. You stand there looking at the radar almost studying it for several minutes, it was definitely something you have only studied in college something pretty rare you were sure not many chasers have seen. You call Scott and Javi so they can see it too and so you only have to explain once.

"These are 2 supercells over here" you point to the side of the screen "there are a few things that can happen, one being nothing just a storm maybe a tornado,maybe rain or even nothing . Another being a family of tornados forming in different areas from the different cells nothing to major maybe an EF1 or a weak EF2. But there is another thing that could happen and if it did it's rare but also very dangerous for anything or anyone in the path" you look around before you continue so you know everyone hears. "The cells are very close together and they can merge in one major supercell. If that happens we're taking monster thunderstorms, large hail, superwinds and monster violet EF5. It's kinda like when 2 hurricanes meet and become one big hurricane. Put it this way the tornados in Joplin in 2011 and Moore in 2013 would look like nothing in comparison" you look around at everyone before adding" but that is very very rare when we're out there we just have to keep a very close eye on the radar because if it does happen it can happen very fast"

Everyone looks at you but you can't read their faces. Your brother breaks the silence "ok you heard her let's all be careful today, Javi yall ok with teaming with us today with the possibility of a major supercell forming?"your brother looks over to Javi, Javi looks to Scott and Scott answers "Yeah Owen's that's fine might be smart to have my Dr. girlfriend on both side" he says and kisses your cheek "you mean MY Dr sister" Tyler says,now it's a stare down between your brother and boyfriend... great you think and step in the middle of them!

"OK that's enough put egos aways I'm not dealing with it today you two I mean it, I will beat both your ass, now Tyler I'll ride with you the first half of the day Scott I'll ride with you the second part of the day" you say and turn to walk away heading to the store beside the hotel and Kate joins you.

"You ok y/n" you sigh and roll your eyes "just wish they would stop with the fighting and the egos. I feels like it did when i was forced to go to our dads place sometimes and im in the middle of 2 fighting adults" you say as you reach the store. "I didn't know your parents were divorced, every time yall talk bout home you say mom and dad"

"Our real dad isnt Ty's favorite subject so i avoid it we call him by his name. Our mom got remarried and we call him dad " you said reaching for your your coffee drink and Tyler's energy drink. "I'm sorry y/n" Kate adds as you both walk down another aile. "The way he acts with Scott is why I haven't told him about us moving in together yet, I might do it today" you say grabbing Scotts gum with a shurg.

"Here is is your monster big brother" handing Tyler his drink "and your gum boyfriend" Scott thanks you and leans diwn and kisses your head, the eye roll from your brother didn't go unnoticed by you.

"OK sis let's load up and go see what this storms brings up" your brother says clapping his hands together. "I will see you later baby please be careful I love you" you say to Scott standing on your tip toes to kiss his lips. "I will. You be safe too I love you baby" he kisses you back, turns and walks to his truck with Javi. You turn to get in your brothers truck but instead you are met with a scowl from Tyler "what" you ask. "Nothing let's go" with that your brother opens the door for you and slams it shut.

A few hours later you and the only thing you had seen was a bad thunderstorm with a little hail. You all decided it was time for a break, so you would stop at the next town for a late lunch bathroom break and let everyone stretch their legs. You still haven't brought up the whole moving in with Scott thing so you decided to do it now before you lost your edge.

"So Ty I have something to tell you and you cant freak out blow up or cause a scene when we stop can i..." you couldn't even finish your sentence before Tyler is interrupting you. "Oh my God your pregnant aren't you I knew something like this would happen dont you know what a condom is?" your brother says holding the steering wheel so tight his knuckles turn white, then Boone starts from the back "dude your pregnant y/n congrats that's awesome T your gonna be an uncle"

"No no no I am not pregnant not even close and I'm on the pill just F.Y.I, now can I finish what I was saying please" you look to your brother "fine go ahead"

"Scott as asked me to move in with him after the season ends and I said yes" you look to your brother and he has an unreadable expression so you wait a minute before speaking up again "Ty say something please" still nothing now your starting to get a bit scared that your brother is so silent.

A few minutes later you are pulling into the small truck stop you are meeting everyone, as soon as Tyler parks the truck Boone doesn't waste a second before jumping out. Your cuts the engine and looks over to you.

"You are not moving in with him y/n"

"What do you mean I'm not you can't stop me Tyler" you start to raise your voice. "Its to soon you barley know him" Tyler shouts back "I have been with him 3 months by the time the season ends it will be over 6 months I'm moving in no matter what you say" you say to your brother, you open the truck door and get out before you can close it Tyler is right beside you.

"I said you can't move in with him if you need a place to live for awhile you can stay with me" your brother says. "Its not about me needing a place to stay Tyler"

"Then what's it about y/n please explain it to me" Tyler says crossing his arms over his chest. "I LOVE HIM TYLER I want to live with the man I love, I want to start building a life with with him what is so hard to understand?" You yell.

By this time your fight has gotten the attention of all your friends who just stood there watching. You see Kate Scott and Javi making their way over to where you and Tyler were.

"You love him so you have to live with him? Why can't you get your own place or live with me for awhile or even move back in with mom and dad hell even Danny

"Because I still think he's gonna break your heart and leave you more messed up then you were when Jake left then what huh?"

"Tyler I don't want to live alone or with yall especially Danny I want to live with the man I love why can't you just accept that" you say

"Who's Danny" you hear Javi whisper to Scott "their real dad, long story" Scott replies

"How dare you bring Jake up Tyler" you say anger and hurt in your your voice walking closer to your brother "And if you haven't noticed Scott is nothing like Jake and I'm a hell of a lot older. I trust Scott with my heart and my life the same way I trust you! So if you don't trust my judgment I don't know what to tell you. Now I am moving in with Scott and you cant stop me" and with that you start walking towards Scotts truck but not before you hear your brother one last time "we aren't done talking about this y/n y/m/n Owens" you stop in your tracks and turn around "yes we are Tyler James Owens you can either get in the boat and row or not it's up to you but either way this conversion is over"

A little while later your riding in Scotts truck looking out the window over the Oklahoma fields. Your mind wondering a million different way. Why can't my brother just accept Scott? Why can't he just put his dislike for him away and see his little sister is happy?

Your pulled from your thoughts by the sound of Scott's voice and the feel of his hand on your thigh "what's going on in that pretty head of yours sweetheart?" You take a second before answering "just don't understand why my brother is being such a dick, does he not realize I'm 25 almost 26, and he's trying to tell me what I can and can't do, like I'm not a child I'm a grown ass woman, I'm not telling him what do to do,he's acting like Danny and thats saying something because that man is the king of assholes,sorry I'm rambling" Scott just laughs at the rambling "it's ok baby just vent"

You vent for a few more minutes until something catches your eye on the radar that makes you pause. You take a closer look then look out the front windshield and what you see horrifies you "ummm Scott radio Javi tell him to get somewhere safe and take as many people with him as possible NOW and turn the damn truck around and get off this road and head back to that down 10 miles back" Scott looks at the radar and now sees what your seeing "sweetheart javi is with you brother" You pick up your phone and hit your brothers contact *ring ring ring*

"what y/n" your brothers voice comes through

"Not the time Ty Where are you"

"Look to your right we're across the field from you" you look over and sure enough there is Tyler's truck "wait why are you turning around"

"Tyler look at the radar then turn around and head back to that town, radio the rest of your crew and tell them to do the same, we have 20-25 tops to get to that down warn people then get to safety"

"10-4 little sister see you there be careful love you"

"Love you too big brother"

Scott makes it to the town in under 10 minutes, (and of course theres a town festival going on)as soon as he stops the truck you both jump out. Right as you close your door you brothers truck is pulling next to you and right behind him is Dexter Dani and Lilly.

The winds are picking up so is the rain and everyone is screaming and running around. "Go get inside" you yell as you try to help people into the nearest building. At one point you lose Scott and as much as that scares you you don't have time to think because as your running you see a little girl no older the 8 standing alone crying and scared so you run as fast as you can to her "Hey sweetie I know your scared but we need to get you inside and somewhere safe come with me" you scoop the little girl and start running. It's hard with the wind and rain, all of sudden Scott appears out of nowhere "give her to me I'm stronger" you don't question him you know he's right, so you hand her to your brother and continue to run.

"OK y/n how long do we have" Tyler ask "from the radar maybe 10 minutes 15 tops if we're lucky and this thing is BIG"

"OK spilt up get everyone you can into any near by building and all of you try to meet at that church across the street" with that you all scatter.

You make it the front steps of the church, Scott hand the little girl off to Kate while you, Scott, Tyler, Boone, and Javi usher as many people as you can inside. The wind is whipping around hail is coming down in the side of golf balls and the rain is coming in sideways and it's stinging. You can see the monster tornado heading towards the town. Just as you are about to go inside you see a little puppy in the street and don't think twice before running out to grab him.

"Y/N" you hear your name being yelled from all four guys but you don't care. Right before you reach the dog, you feel a sharp pain in your leg. You look down and see something has sliced right through your calf and its pouring blood but you push yourself to keep going. You reach the puppy and shove him into your jacket, he was so small and scared. The last thing you remember is turning to run back, you see Scott running towards you as fast as he could and and your brother getting held back by Boone and Javi screaming your name it all seemed to go in slow motion,then pain in your head and it all goes black.

[uchihaharlot]

How would Shisui react if his wife gave birth to triplets instead of just one?

Oh nonny,

I’m sorry this took so long. What a cute idea 😩🥹❤️

I see you’ve chosen choas this particular morning lol and I too often wake up on the side of lunacy. I think if any one particular Uchiha was destined to have triplets—it would unfortunately be Shisui. I can’t even imagine Itachi with twins, he is patient but lacks the energy for it. And Sasuke…well. We’ve seen how he was with just one. (Don’t hate me I love Sasuke 😩🥹 He was my original Uchiha boo, but damn was he an absent father for so long..)

Mostly sfw, a few lot of suggestive and descriptive—maybe more than just suggestive ideas here and there. This also got waaaayyyy more detailed than I intended but, I’ll take it 😍❤️

Well let’s see here, Shisui is a man of many qualities. Exceptional talent, generous lover and his undying loyalty to the village and its people. He’s an amazing man all around. Did I say generous lover already? The baby making sex was hot, ok? Like really hot being folded up like a pretzel as he rutted into you with such passion…

But for fucks sake when the sonogram showed not just one, not two but it three of his fucking tadpoles bouncing around inside his wife’s poor womb. He’s definitely going to, and very silently, go through the stages of grief. Just momentarily. He is elated of course, no doubt. This is what they’ve wanted!! It also didn’t take as long to fall pregnant but the surprise of three of his Uchiha little spawns is a bit, well, too much for even him.

This escalated even further than he could have imagined. The pregnancy phase is probably his favorite, doting on his wife as she grows their cute little babies 😩🥹 spoiling her rotten with foot rubs and such. Taking advantage of her not being able to get up at some point and just eating her soft pussy as she giggles and then moans. Those sort of things he’s going to take full advantage of before these little hell raisers are bestowed upon them.

They are blessings no doubt, I don’t see Shisui as an overtly religious man. But I mean, he was gifted with Kotoamatsukami. The man thanks the Gods damn near every day for you, his family name and these sweet little angels you made.

There is no way around it, they’re born via cesarean section. As much as his wife wanted to have a natural birth, the babies have Shisui’s head and yea. Which also comes with mops of curls. And despite Shisui having seen and been drenched in the blood of his enemies. Seeing his wife split open, and not in a good way, almost makes him falter. But he perseveres through this for her, with her. She’s so out of it too, says the cutest things while under the knife and on a copious amount of drugs.

All babies are of course healthy. Two boys and one girl. Which is great, she will have mini protective brothers from the start! Funnily enough, the first out the center cavity was the little girl. 😩😍 So she’s automatically the queen between the three siblings. They all almost look alike. The boys are identical twins and the girl was her own embryo. The doctor had joked it was most likely she absorbed her twin; but they won’t mention that. Ever.

Yeah so, this is a lot. The five days in hospital are some of the most intense and painful days for his wife. They eventually go home and it’s not entirely easy for them. Triplets is a lot of work. Feedings, diapers. Not a single one of them are on the same schedule for the first few weeks. And while Shisui is hardened by battle; three babies waking up hours apart at night does wear out a man. His wife is the same; and she is recovering.

Let’s say we’re a few years into it now. 😮‍💨 These toddlers are some of the most high octane in the world. Shisui often considers what he’s done to deserve such blatantly bad children at times. Though he’s being mostly dramatic, they’re pretty well behaved…except when they’re with him. Shisui of course is the kind of father to be a child with his own. Having been robbed of his, this is the perfect excuse to be a little bad himself. And he sees so much of him and his wife in these beautiful little people.

If he prompts his wife for another baby. She’s gonna laugh and ask how many since it’s clear they’re not having just one at a time, but full litters. Luckily. The last baby, is a singular baby. The finale.

[waynes-multiverse]

I have a request for a dean drabble! Let's say Dean has issues with Baby. Then Sam is giving him hell. So once they get back from a hunt, Dean sends Sam off to get his own hotel room and has you to keep his mind off of things 😁😋

A/N: Full disclosure, this one got away from me... Literally. But it's not my fault! My mind just couldn't imagine a world where Dean could be distracted by anything if something was up with Baby. And well, the rest is entirely his fault, okay? Clearly, he didn't have his head where it needed to be... 😂 (But heed the warnings for this one since it's not everyone's cup of tea)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Warnings: +18/NSWF, language, smut (p in v, rough sex, one spank, dirty talk, anal sex), crack & brotherly bickering

Word Count: 823

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Motel Diablo

Dean hums, forest green eyes closing as he concentrates on the feeling of your tight walls enveloping his thick shaft as it slides effortlessly in and out of your soaking pussy.

His body moves like a seesaw, soft ocean waves on a calming sea as his hips rock against your ass, balls shamelessly slapping against your clit and filling the shady motel room with obscene noises loud enough to wake the neighbors. Your screams of his name are a delightful little melody, a symphony just for him as it flows through his ears.

“Fuck, Dean! Need more, baby…,” you mewl, meeting him thrust for thrust as you push back even further, propped up on all fours on the squeaking mattress while Sam’s occupying the room next to yours and Dean’s.

“Need you to scream when you cum again, baby. Even louder than last time,” Dean chuckles devilishly, his own breathing ragged and green eyes fixated on the shared wall that borders Sam’s room. “That little bitch needs to learn a lesson… Prick thinks he can just mess with me.”

“D-Dean…” You try to gather your senses as your boyfriend picks up his pace, angling his hips so that he fucks even harder and deeper into you, causing you to cry out between your words and fist the filthy bedsheets. “C-can you please st-stop… talking about your b-brother while you’re fucking m-me? It’s getting weird…”

“Y/N, he almost crashed Baby! That fucking vamp wasn’t worth risking my precious… She has a scratch because of that careless little dick!” Dean barks defensively, the next slam of his hips pushing you forward and face down into the mattress. “I just gave her a new coat of paint…,” he murmurs, shaking his head. He accidentally slips out of your cunt for a second but grabs your hips a little tighter, blunt fingernails digging into your taut skin, and quickly sinks back inside your hole.

“AH! FUCK, DEAN!”

“Yeah, that’s it, baby girl. Just like that,” Dean smirks, satisfied with the current noise level. Sam surely won’t be able to sleep. “Shit, you’re so fucking tight, Y/N. Squeezing my cock so good…”

“That’s because you slipped into my asshole, you idiot,” Y/N huffs and glances back over her shoulder, brow creased in annoyance as their gazes meet.

Dean’s head tilts before his eyes wander down and register what’s going on. “Oh… Whoops!” A bashful chuckle escapes his throat, his cheeks and tips of his ears turning beet-red. He stops his movements, drawing out his glistening cock till only the tip remains inside the tight ring of muscle. “Sorry, baby,” he apologizes sheepishly and then bites down on his bottom lip. “Want me to pull out again?”

You roll your eyes with a loud sigh. You can hear it in his voice, the little plea to keep going. The hunter loves to abuse every hole of yours, and it’s been a while since he used the back door. “No, it’s fine. You can stay where you are…”

“Thanks, baby,” he replies giddily, a large palm coming down to strike your right asscheek, making you yelp with pleasure before he caresses the burning flesh and picks up his thrusts again, carefully spearing in and out of your puckered hole. “Fuck, so good, baby. Always loved that perky ass of yours…”

“Shit, Dean, don’t stop,” you pant as one of his hands reaches around your front and starts to furiously circle your clit until your toes begin to curl, the tension in your stomach rising. “So thick, baby. Fuck me so good with that cock of yours…”

“Can feel you getting close,” he groans, speeding up his administrations on your bundle of nerves and the roll of his hips. “Not gonna last much longer…”

“DEAN! CAN YOU GUYS SHUT UP?!” They hear Sam’s voice yell through the thin wall, a few pounds of a fist following. “I’M TRYING TO SLEEP, JERK!”

“BITCH!” Dean shouts back, his chuckle dying in his throat as he feels you clench down on him, the ring of muscles pulsating around his cock and milking him dry. Hot ropes of cum fill your abused hole as he presses deeper inside with an animalistic grunt that rumbles through his chest while you chant his name on repeat.

“FINALLY!” Sam’s complaints drown through the wall one last time, the bitchy eye roll that probably accompanied that word even audible in his voice.

With a satisfied smirk, Dean slowly pulls out his flaccid dick, hearing the soft pop as he does and breathlessly lets himself drop down on the mattress next to you. He pulls you close for a deep kiss and drags you to snuggle on his sweat-covered chest.

“That’ll teach him,” Dean sighs with a laugh.

You groan loudly and pinch the bridge of your nose. “Oh my God, I hate you both. You guys need therapy. Seriously…”

Like I said, it got away from me (and from Dean) 😆

Hope you enjoyed the first of these dirty drabbles! More are coming today and the rest of the week as I work through your requests 🖤

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