#HE’S LIKE DONT YOU DARE DO THIS TO ME WHY ARE YOU ASLEEP WHEN I’M AWAKE

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katsuki dragging his battered and broken body trying to be at izuku’s bedside side is so so so fucking romantic it’s blowing my mind and he’s doing all this while multiple classmates are trying to restrain him too !! let alone that his first word after waking up in the hospital is a soft, worried whispered “deku” to himself I can’t fucking believe how romantically charged this all is it’s just so clear that he’s in LOVE with izuku he LOVES HIM

[mkkk12345]

Mishaps in the potionology classroom

Malleus x reader

A late-night tutoring session turned into a night of frantically looking through textbooks and babysitting a baby dragon. 

We all know what started this, I would die for this little guy he’s precious, no spoiler warning cos I’m not on JP server lol. 

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What were you going to tell Lillia? How well will Silver take this? How is Sebek going to kill you? These were the questions that floated through your mind as you held a baby dragon prince in your arms. What were you going to do now… after an incident like this you were surely going to be on some fae hit list. 

It was an accident you swear, but that didn’t matter now did it, how impromptu tutoring session come to this? 

It all started when you asked Malleus for some assistance with your potionology class homework, you wouldn't normally ask someone like him who probably had something better to do than tutor you but it was late at night and you were desperate. You had spotted him out the window of your room in Ramshackle when the idea popped into your head. Ask him a few questions out the window and it would be over, right? 

Wrong. 

“Tsunotaro do you have a minute to spare?” you asked him as he turned his head up in surprise

As always he answered with a smile “Why yes of course I do, I always have time for you my dearest perfect.” relief flooded your features and you started to explain your situation.

“There are a few questions on this potionology homework that aren't clicking, I dont think it will take too long but would you like to come inside it's colder than I thought out there.” How could you resist, it was only the proper thing to do no? He is a prince after all, and it was indeed unusually cold out tonight it couldn't hurt to invite him into your dorm. 

You quickly rush to the door to let him in, guiding him to your room where Grimm was, as expected still sound asleep on your bed belly up snoring. “Please excuse him, you know how he is.” you sigh as he chuckled,

“Please don’t worry, now what did you need help with my dear” Your heart skipped a beat almost dropping the extra chair you were bringing over to your desk. 

Sitting down and clearing your throat you begin your impromptu tutoring session with Malleus “W-we’ll there's this part here-” 

With Malleus’s help, you quickly progressed to the last question but as you read it your eyes grew wide, how could you overlook this? “Using the recipe provided on page 324 of the textbook please recreate the potion you have been studying. Oh god, how did I miss Professor Crewel telling us about that in class?” you bury your face in your hands in defeat. 

Unbeknownst to you a smile grew on Malleuses face “Worry not child of man, shall we go to the potionology classroom? I’m sure even the spirits that roam the halls of the school would not dare to stop you if I came along.” 

“Is that really ok? I mean it's midnight we aren't even supposed to be out of our dorms at this time of the night.” lifting your head you looked at him with worry in your eyes. 

“You may place your trust in me, I shall take the fall if anything were to happen.” You sigh giving into desperation for a second time tonight. 

And that's how you were now stuck in the potionology classroom with a baby dragon frantically calling Grimm for help. Was it the best thing to do at the moment? No. But what else could you do? Calling a professor was out of the question, you could be expelled for something like this. Calling one of the other first years was also out of the question, you didn't want to drag them into this either.  So you went to your last resort, Grimm. 

“Y/N where are you do you know what time it is?” Grimm sleepy shouted into the phone. 

“Grimm I’m sorry for waking you up but I’m in a sticky situation right now, I’ll explain everything later but right now I need you to come down to the potionology classroom it's urgent-” Just then little dragon Malleus decided he was bored and wanted out of your arms, “Hey Tsunotaro stay still-” it was then that the little guy swung his tail up knocking the phone out of your hands and onto the floor, effectively ending the call. 

“Well at least that might get him to come over here quicker,” you sighed as you tried to wrangle Malleus to stay in your arms. “What are we going to do with you little Tsunotaro, I can only assume that what we made and accidentally splashed onto you was an age-reversal potion of some kind.” you held him out hands under his arms like someone would hold a long cat. 

A few minutes later Grimm slams the door open “Y/N, are you ok!” Grimm shouted out of breath from the long run over to the potionology classroom. 

“Yeah sorry to worry you Grimm, Tsunotaro made me drop the phone,” you said as you turned towards Grimm, bringing the little dragon closer to your body. 

With a confused expression, he cocked his head to the side and pointed at the little guy in your arms, “Is that?” 

“Yeah” Filling Grimm in on the situation you sat down on the floor and subconsciously began to play with Malleus’s little feet, petting him as if he were a cat. In your defense, he was cat-shaped and sized and he seemed to begin to relax in your lap as well. 

“So what do we do now?” Grimm asked now coming closer to the little dragon in your lap to get a closer look. 

“Well if you could pass me that textbook and help me look for a solution to this before anyone finds out that would be great.” You looked at him with a tired smile. 

A few minutes had passed and Grimm walked over to you and pulled at your sleeve too afraid of what would happen if the sleeping dragon in your lap woke up. He looked up at you and back down to the textbook in his hand pointing at a particular sentence in the page. You quietly read it aloud “There is no way to reverse the effects of the potion, the amount of time the potion is in effect is determined by the amount of potion the individual comes in contact with.” you sighed in relief,  from what you could tell only a few drops had landed on him. “Judging by the table here he should be back to normal in a few hours,” you finally allowed yourself to release the breath you were holding. Now looking back down at little baby Malleus in your lap you could finally take in how absolutely adorable he was, his tiny wings, those eyes that were slightly disproportionate to the rest of his head, the way he squished his little head into your stomach. Looking back up at Grimm you smiled “Ok let’s clean up the evidence and go back to Ramshackle to get some rest, we might have a little explaining to do tomorrow.”

Somehow you and Grimm had managed to get back to ramshackle without incident and without waking the sleeping dragon in your arms. Upon entering the dorm Grimm spoke up “So where are ya gonna put baby Tsunotaro for tonight? Because I am not giving up my spot in bed.” Grimm stood defiantly in front of your shared bed. 

“Grimm please dont be stubborn, it's just for one night, plus he is the future ruler of the Briar Valley, who knows what hitlist the fae will put us on if he gets mad” You stare at Grimm with a fearful expression (fake of course but Grimm doesn't have to know that). And with that, the three of you were off to bed. Although things might have turned out in Grimm's favor because for the rest of that night every time you weren't holding little Malleus in your arms, he would whine and make a fuss until you would take him back into your arms against your warm body for cuddles. 

As per usual the next morning you awoke to your alarm clock blaring from the bedside table. As you groaned you attempted to move to turn the wretched thing off but instead, you were met with the realization someone was holding you, preventing you from moving. “Allow me a few more minutes of bliss please dear.” a husky low voice borderline growled into your ear as one of his arms reached over you to shut off the alarm clock. 

“Malleus?!” this is not what you were expecting to wake up to this morning. You thought you would wake up with a tiny little dragon in your arms if your calculations were correct, maybe the potion didn't work as well on fae? You thought as you stared up at his handsome face who stared back at you. 

“Yes, my dear prefect? Is something the matter?” he looked at you inquisitively, surely he didn't think this was normal right? To wake up and just be cuddling with someone?

“Ah well um I just thought I would be waking up to a little dragon this morning.” you laughed awkwardly as you tried to relax in his hold. 

“Worry not, a potion as weak as that would not have such an effect on me. Oh or are you perhaps disappointed at the fact you no longer get to see me as an infant? Lilla has told me I was quite cute back then.” he chuckles as your red face burying yourself in the sheets. 

“He isn't wrong, you were very adorable,” you spoke softly from under the sheets.

Malleus then suddenly pulled your body closer to his, ”Am I no longer cute now dear? Oh how you wound me” he spoke as he tucked his face into the crook of your neck. 

If you thought you were red before, now you were probably even redder than Riddle's hair “Well I… I think your quite handsome now…” you whispered as your hand moved to stroke his hair. “Not that you weren't handsome before this or anything! I just-” 

“Will you two get a room or something?! Can't a cat get some extra sleep before class without lovey-dovey fools realizing feelings so loud?!” Grimm shouted as he got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom “Geez, not even one day of peace in this damn dorm.” he grumbled under his breath before slamming the door shut. 

And with that, the two of you burst into a fit of laughter enjoying one another warmth under the covers for a little while longer before getting ready for school yourselves. 

“Hey isn't your dorm going to go into a panic looking for you this morning?” You asked Malleus from the bathroom as you got dressed. 

He responded with a chuckle “Worry not, Lillia came to find me earlier this morning. The only one I would worry about is Sebek.” he spoke with a smirk on his face. 

Back in Diasomnia

“WAKA SAMAAAAAAAA HAS ANYONE SEEN WAKA SAMA,” a certain green hair crocodile was currently screaming his head off as if someone had died. 

The usually sleepy silver-haired boy crossed his arms and shook his head at the sight, “It’s going to be a long morning.” 

All the while the pink-haired ​​vice house warden was laughing his head off at the sight of the chaos occurring. 

[angelicdanvers]

BREATHE DEEPER | four.

a charlie bushnell x fem!reader social media fic.

y/n

liked by iamcharliebushnell, levizmiller, dior.n.goodjohn, and others

y/n — australia’s my new fav country

tagged | levizmiller

levizmiller i’m challenging you to another round of pool tonight ↳ y/n bet

iamcharliebushnell when’d you go to australia? 😭 ↳ y/n when u didn’t show up for acai bowls >:( ↳ iamcharliebushnell im sowwy ↳ y/n DONT YOU DARE ↳ iamcharliebushnell okok sorry but thought you'd be in london ↳ y/n soon, yeah :')

levizmiller y/n im gonna poke you ↳ y/n okayy hi ↳ levizmiller let’s get boba ↳ y/n YES

dior.n.goodjohn I MISS U COME BACK TO ME ↳ y/n once my australian chronicles are over i promise i will <3 ↳ dior.n.goodjohn WOOOO

walker.scobell youre pretty! ↳ y/n thanks lil dude!

i.am.andrewalvarez AUSSIEEE ↳ y/n THE SWEET ESCAPE FR

aryansimhadri DID YOU SEE KANGAROOS ↳ y/n NO NOT YET THOUGH I HOPE I DO

dailymail Y/n and Levi? ;)

user omg bf reveal happening??

user2 ive never held my breath this much

“GALILEO’S GALS” — 5 notifications!

chanel’s enemy Y/N

lee lee Y/N

dr dre why am i in this gc

chanel’s enemy because u are

lee lee we’re getting off topic Y/NNN CMERE

↳ hiiiii?

chanel’s enemy HIIII HRU ILY

↳ ILY TOO BAE IM GOOD WBU

chanel’s enemy WE GOOD WE HAVE SOME ?’s THO

↳ oh?

lee lee ARE YOU AND LEVI DATING

dr dre OHH THIS MAKES SENSE YEAH ARE YOU??

↳ nooooo

chanel’s enemy that’s a very interesting no

↳ we’re not but idk

chanel’s enemy what

lee lee girl wdym

↳ we’re not dating but i think he likes me? idk

dr dre do you like him back though???

↳ eh he’s very sweet but i’ve always seen him as a best friend, i don’t think we could be more

lee lee do you want to be more??

↳ i mean, i’d give him a chance if he asked? but it’s not anything i’m particularly into or wanting

chanel’s enemy okay that helps

↳ uhhh why

dr dre well if my sleepy ass remembers correctly, everyone and their mother are wondering if you’re dating

↳ nah that aint possible

lee lee it is, stupid dailymail picked up on it first 💀

↳ my manager’s asleep, no wonder she hasn’t updated me lol oh well idgaf they can think what they want

chanel’s enemy but even walker and charlie are 😭

↳ they’re gonna forget it in t-minus four secs it’s fine

dr dre whatever you say, ma’am but are you sure that ‘cryptic’ caption won’t cause any issues??

↳ uhh andrew you’re scaring me

dr dre what if someone likes you? like like-likes you and knows you and gets hella jealous or doubtful? and not saying charlie does but he was raving about how he might finally get to hang out with you, ONE ON ONE. what if he thinks he can't because he thinks you two are dating?

↳ bro first off ik you don’t like me, neither does aryan and i know its DEFINITELY not walker

lee lee girl he had a celeb crush on you a few years ago dont tell him i told u that

chanel’s enemy LMFAOOOO but no andrew has a point how come you didn’t mention charlie? 🤨

dr dre yeah i was just aboutta say 🤨 especially after my little analysis?

↳ SECONDLY, guys, charlie doesn’t. not one bit and that’s obvious, like he isn’t even in considerations. i understand what he may feel but he has nothing to worry about. he knows i won't ditch him or anything lol (right?) but if anything the only person that’d be a little confused or whatnot is william

chanel’s enemy WHAT?? AS IN WILLIAM FRANKLYN MILLER??

lee lee huh 😃

↳ we dated for a month back when we were 15 or so and realized we were way better off as friends

lee lee why ?

↳ idk i think i was just jealous of lily 😭 but anyways we’ve been just friends since and i’m completely happy with that. i don't see him romantically anymore, yeah he’s hot but like nah. but yeah if he was confused, it's probably because i was best friends with levi when we dated too and might question if he was the cause of our split?? AGAIN THATS IF HE OVERTHINKS IT

dr dre i feel like i’m reading an autobiographical analysis you definitely are fond towards “millers”

↳ ur welcome <333 and NO i am not

chanel’s enemy okok so we got several people who’d be jealous

↳ WHAT WDYM SEVERAL I ONLY LISTED ONE

lee lee ain’t no way you’re ignoring charlie

↳ DUDES I REALLY DONT THINK HE LIKES ME

dr dre but there could be a possibility? just don’t rule him out

↳ bro he doesn't like me 😭 but yeah trust me everything’s gonna be okay again i dont like anyone and no one likes me, and we'll make sure it's obvious i'm single in case anyone does though that may take a while... ANYWAYS

lee lee suuuuure you should hang out with charlie btw

↳ idk why but im scared to 😭

lee lee but you need to he misses you a lot yk

↳ doesn’t change the fact that im SCARED

lee lee WHY WOULD YOU BE SCARED ITS JUST CHARLIE

↳ IDK I JUST DONT WANNA SEEM STUPID OR UNATTRACTIVE AND SHIT

lee lee HE FLIRTS WITH YOU ALL THE TIME AND MESSES UP JUST AS MUCH, YOURE NOT THE EMBARRASSING ONE HERE

↳ DUDE I KNOW I CAN BE AND I DONT WANNA DRIVE HIM AWAY

dr dre sure you and levi hang out and are sweet and shit but BRO the teeth rotting sugar is you and charlie in your damn COMMENTS

↳ ITS NOT THAT BAD, IS IT?? 😭 GOD I HOPE CHARLIE DOESNT THINK OF ME ANY DIFFERENTLY

chanel’s enemy i think u like charlie, miss girl

↳ NO

dr dre nah, they’d be cute together, even charlie said so himself

chanel’s enemy you dumbass

dr dre uhhh ANYWAYS said too much im gonna sleep again love youse

lee lee BRO yeah night babes <3

chanel’s enemy LOVE U BAE GN

↳ what the duck STUPID AUTOCORRECT WHAT THE FUCK AINT NO WAY YALL JUST DIPPED fine ily guys too </3 BUT DONT THINK IM LETTING THAT GO EASILY ugh what do you guys mean 😭 aint no way thats true OKOK YK WHAT BYE!! FOR REAL THIS TIME

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[kliikkz]

“did you just pull that out of your dick?”

a/n: kinda shitty and really short but i’ll rewrite it in the morning, just had this as an idea and didnt wanna forget 😭

warnings: mentions of dick, swearing

"TOM!" you yell through the tour bus, "give me my fucking phone back you piece of shit." you say while walking up to his tour bed.

 "i dont have your fucking phone now leave me alone" he mumbles, burying himself underneath his blankets. "you're lying." you say, crossing your arms, "just gimme my shit back and i can leave you alone." you huff while trying to rummage through his bed to see if you can feel in underneath his pillow or something.

"(y/n), i already told you i dont fucking have it." he grumbles, pushing your hands away from his bed, "why do you think i have it anyways, bill probably took it." he says. " i know you have it because you said you were gonna take it last night so you can delete that picture i took of you taking a shit."

Tom pauses.

You wait for him to say something, anything that might prove you wrong. But he stays silent, and the weight of his silence feels like an admission of guilt. You feel your blood boil with anger at his blatant dishonesty. You know that picture was harmless, just a silly snapshot of Tom caught off guard. But he's always been so touchy about his image, always so obsessed with how he comes across to the public. You can't help but wonder why he cares so much. "Tom," you say, your voice tight with frustration, "just give it to me, i'll delete it in front of you." you plead, trying to negotiate with him. "fine." he grumbles, pulling your phone from out of what seemed to be his boxers. "DID YOU JUST PULL MY PHONE FROM YOUR DICK BRO?" you scream, a look of shock written all over your face. Tom is losing his shit, laughing and pointing at you. "yeah-" he says trying to catch his breath, "I thought you'd appreciate the personal touch." You roll your eyes, feeling a mix of disgust and amusement. Tom always knew how to push your buttons. "Okay, hand it over, you sicko." You hold out your hand, trying not to wrinkle your nose at the thought of touching your phone after its journey through Tom's boxers. Tom hands you the phone, still chuckling to himself as you quickly unlock it and delete the picture in question. "There, happy?" you ask, showing him that you deleted the picture. Tom looks at it with ease, still grinning from ear to ear. "Ecstatic," he replies, his eyes sparkling with mischief. You shake your head, unable to completely hide the smile that's tugging at the corners of your mouth. Despite everything, you can't help but feel fond of him, even when he's being an infuriating dick. "You're lucky I'm not pressing charges for indecent exposure." "Yeah whatever, you wouldnt dare," tom yawns, "you love me too much." he smirks before laying back down in his bed, falling back asleep.

[starkura]

mahal kita | izana kurokawa

notes: you and izana normally speak english, inspired by the movie “past lives” , might be ooc

disclaimer: i used google translate, i apologize if there’s any mistakes or mistranslations

edit: i dont rly like this but its been sitting in my drafts for too long now ヽ(°〇°)ﾉ

izana has trouble sleeping at night, so you tend to stay up with him until he falls asleep. but, you often fall asleep before he does. one night, he was finally able to fall asleep. however, you somehow couldn’t fall asleep that night.

you admire izana while he is sleeping soundly. it’s been a long time since he got proper sleep. you on the other hand were still wide awake. you don’t mind, it was nice to watch izana finally getting some rest. since you usually fall asleep before him, you never knew how izana slept like. until tonight, you found out izana was a sleep talker.

“mahal ko…pakiusap huwag mo akong iwan.” izana softly spoke while sleeping.

“izana?” you say quietly.

“Sa totoo lang hindi ko alam kung ano ang gagawin ko kung wala ka. pakiusap, wag mo akong iwan at manatili sa tabi ko habang buhay. Pangako mamahalin kita magpakailanman.” izana continues.

realizing that izana was a sleep talker, you wonder what he was saying. you didn’t understand tagalong at all. even if you woke izana up, he wouldn’t even remember what he was saying. so, you didn’t dare to wake him up.

“kung malungkot ka, andito lang ako para sayo. Kung masaya ka, ako ang magiging dahilan kung bakit ka masaya. at kung galit ka, maiintindihan ko kung bakit ka.” he mutters.

that was the last of what izana said while asleep. you wished you knew what izana was dreaming about. whatever he was having a dream of, he was at ease. you never seen him so at peace with himself.

—

you managed to wake up before izana did. he had slept in. he walks into the living room and finds you sitting on the couch watching television. you notice him and paused your show.

“how’d you sleep last night?” you ask izana. izana rubs his eyes, still trying to fully wake himself up. “i slept good…actually.” he remarks. you hum in responses.

“that’s good to hear.” you comment. izana feels as though you want to say something more, but he feels as though you’re holding back from saying anything.

“how’d you sleep? did i keep you up all night?” he questioned. you look away from him for a moment to collect your thoughts. “i didn’t get much sleep. you were sleep talking all night long and i was curious about what you were dreaming about.” you pause for a long moment.

“did you know that you dream in tagalong?”

izana looks at you with a surprised look. “no, i didn’t know that.”

“i didn’t either, i guess because i never stayed up long enough for me to know.”

there was a brief moment of silence. izana was a bit confused because you seemed to be upset about it. he just didn’t understand what you would be upset about. he didn’t know what to say, considering that he didn’t even know what he said last night.

“are you- upset? i don’t know why you’re upset and i’m just…confused.” he confesses.

“i’m not upset at you, i’m upset with myself.” you tell him.

“but, why?” izana gives you a sympathetic and confused expression on his face.

“i just feel like when you speak tagalong, i feel like you have more emotion. i could learn the langauge and know what you are saying, but i think i will never truly understand how you are feeling. you speak from the heart when you speak tagalong. something you never do when you speak english.” you explain.

“i guess that i feel like i won’t be able to understand that side of you. it feels like there’s a whole part of you that i don’t even know of. i know it’s stupid and confusing, but i just think you speak whole heartily when you speak your language. it makes me wonder what you dream about. i wonder if you slept talked in tagalong before.” you continue.

“i think i understand what you are trying to say. i don’t know what i said last night and what i was dreaming of. but, i hope you know that whether i speak tagalong or english, i will always speak highly about you. that’s something you can always be sure of.” izana says reassuringly

“mahal kita. i love you, okay?” izana says.

“i love you too.”

translations

kung malungkot ka, andito lang ako para sayo. Kung masaya ka, ako ang magiging dahilan kung bakit ka masaya. at kung galit ka, maiintindihan ko kung bakit ka - (if you're sad, I will be here for you. If you are happy, I will be the reason why you are happy. and if you are angry, i will understand why you are)

Sa totoo lang hindi ko alam kung ano ang gagawin ko kung wala ka. pakiusap, wag mo akong iwan at manatili sa tabi ko habang buhay. Pangako mamahalin kita magpakailanman. - (I honestly don't know what I would do without you. please, don't leave me and stay by my side forever. I promise to love you forever.)

mahal ko…pakiusap huwag mo akong iwan - (“my love…please don't leave me”)

mahal kita - (i love you)

[hanafubukki]

Hello, I finally got the courage to interact with you. I just finished writing a fic, then suddenly got an idea after finishing it. 😭😭😭 like nooo I just spend hours writing one, dont make me write another- Basically, I've been listening at the song Renegade for hours while writing and was like, holy- this might fit him. Yes, all the lines are from renegade and ASDFGHJKLASDFG *insert simping noises*

Okay, imagine imagine this General Lilia, you were just out to gather some food, then you stumble upon this ethereal injured fae. Because you just dont have the heart to leave the kid so you decided to bring him to your home (Yes, you first thought he was a kid) 🤣🤣 and then tended to his wounds. Then one day you just woke up, with him staring at you unblinkingly (⓿_⓿) And when you heard his voice, yup you knew he wasn't a kid lmao. Like how can you forget faes are known for having youthful looks

Of course he needs to leave, but he will stop by occasionally. Then you guys got close then you guys went past the friend part 🤭🤭😏 Okay, then one day, he advises you not go out too late, like go home before it gets dark, but of course where's the fun in listening to him.(￣y▽,￣)╭ Yeah, let's also add that you guys have a lover's quarrel before he lefts he pulls :

"You dont know me; You just know my name." And then your hurt self decided to wander then didn't realize the time.

Eventually, you get kidnapped cuz you didnt listen to him and itz all your fault. Then when he decided to come by at night, because he's a creature of the night, he didn't see your house lit. He thought you were just asleep, and just convince himself he was just gonna take a peek at your face then go back. AND THEN (for the 10th time lol) *insert Lilia's shock face* he didnt find you 😭😭 and man he is like (►__◄)

Fast forward, he finds. Before he unties you, he lifts your chin with his pointer finger (probably the only time he'll tower over you for real) and then, "You should've to him listen to me" Then the guys who kidnapped you realizes there's someone trying to free you. Then our Lilia shoves us to his chest 🤭😘, then pulls his shiny cleaver, and then proceeds to beat those guys while holding you protectively and making sure your eyes are not traumatized. Then after the ordeal was done, you were pretty shocked cuz he's been pretty gentle with you all this time albeit a little bit of tsundere. Like you just can't believe he did that. (You dont know he's the General of the right of the fae army)

"Don't you know what I am?" He says, but you're like: your a fae, what do you mean???? Then man sighs at how naive you are. Yeah, you guys make up (not make-out but why not 😏) in the end.

Hello Aqua 🌺🌷💚

You’re always welcome to interact with me. I don’t bite I promise 🥰💞 (well…I only bite Lilia 😆). I get you entirely though! The ideas never go away. You might finish one fic but then get hit with another. The muses love to spread their love…sometimes at the most inconvenient of times lmao.

Renegade? By X ambassadors? Thats the only one I know of 🤔

I love injured General Lilia being treated by reader stories. Just the potential?? Chef kiss. I’ll kiss your wounds all better general 💞

Ohhhh you thought he was a kid!! Ohhhh I know for a fact I would never let that joke slide. In fact, I’m sure Meleanor wouldn’t either 🤣🤣

Ahh yes the lovers quarrel and famous last words before shit hits the fan 😆 don’t we love regrets? But! In defense of my words, the reunions after these moments are always spicy. 🥰😚

…the brat has to have the last word lmaoo

Okay but the shoving you into his chest while he kills everyone who dared to harm you is my favorite. Mwah. Chef kiss. ��🤌

I mean?? If you never brought it up?? How would they know Lilia 🤨

…hey I’m always down for make outs as a way to make up 🥰💚

[lady-of-blossoms]

「 ✦ whispers of heartbreak 5✦ 」

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

WARNING!!⚠️: Rape, Forced abortion, bleeding, Angst.

Ch 1, ch 2, ch 3, ch 4

the next day when you wake up, you don’t get greeted by the disgusting sight of gojo and Rebecca, instead gojo sits on a barstool by the kitchon island.

"Gojo?" you say confused, as you walk over to the fridge to get yourself Some breakfast.

"Oh by the way gojo, where is rebecca-" you ask but get intereupted by gojo wrapping his arms around your waist intimately.

"Since her baby wasn’t mine there was no point of keeping her in this house. And talking about babies that arent mine, that pregnancy of yours, Abort it, since its not mine" he says as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

you tense up, what the hell did he just say??? "what!? No !!" you nudge him off of you.

"YIN, You don't have a choice..."

you didn't have a choice did you now?, well it doesn't matter now anyways, because you aren't pregnant anymore.

You have no energy whatsoever, you barely eat anymore, and you refuse to talk to gojo, you just hate that you had to abort your first miricale baby.

As you sleep one day, in the middle of the night somebody crawls into your bed, the somebody being gojo, he unbuckles his belt and drags down his pants, he pulls down your panties.

"GOJO?, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?, DONT TOUCH ME!!” You scream

"Chill I’m not even doing anything…Yet" he smirks as he holds your wrists in place keeping you unable to move or do anything else than say stop and cry.

"GOJO, DONT YOU FUCKING DARE, IM TELLING YOU" you scream at him loudly, as you cry and struggle aimlessly to get him to let go of your wrists.

"If he could get you pregnant, than I can too, and nothing will stop me" he thrusts his length into you harshly.

"No…No!…NO!, stop I dont want this. WHY???” You scream as the pain shudders like lightning through your whole body, it hurts, when geto did it, he was much more gentle, but gojo didn’t even try to hold back.

he moans and groans as he thrusts in and out roughly “take that, hngh~, such a good fucking slut"

He moans out as he twists your nipple and thrusts harder.

Tears stream down your face harder than ever, you feel as if he is tearing you apart, why, what did you do to desserve this, the pain of the abortion still hurts, but then this on top, you feel as though you are being punished for something you did in your previous life, you cry, cry and cry, it hurts so much, it burns the only thing you can think about is the pain, is it normal for it to be this painful, probably not, but it doesn’t matter because gojo does it anyways, even though you say no and don’t give consent.

“Stop…stop…no…I don’t want to….why me?….no…consent…." Your words come out slurred as you pass out from the pain and crying.

When you wake up, he is asleep, either his cock still inside of you, you flinch as you pull him out and stand up, the concoction of blood and cum drips down your thighs and onto the floor, leaving a trail behind you as you walk to the bathroom. When you get to the bathroom you look in the mirror and all you see is bite marks, bruises, red crying marks on your cheeks and the concoction dripping down you legs, you throw up into the toilet bowl.

What did you do to deserve this, you keep throwing up until your wheezing and crying, you sit down on the toilet and put a pad in your panties, your not on your period but you don’t want anybody to see the pain and suffering your going through, so you hide it.

You put bandaids on your red and bleeding nipples and puts some clothes on, you walk into the kitchen and get yourself water, it doesn’t taste the same anymore, it used to give you meaning to life but not anymore, three days is what it takes to die from dehydration right?, well that’s a long time but it’s gonna have to go, from then on, no more water.

When gojo wakes up he groans as he feels the throbbing in his cock, he doesn’t understand why, he sits up he’s in your bedroom, he doesn’t remember why, he sees blood on his pubic hair, and he doesn’t remember why, he stands up and follows a trail of red and white stains on the floor, he doesn’t remember why, he hears noises from the kitchen, he walks in and sees you, you look broken with a big cut on the left side of your face under your eye, he doesn’t remember why.

"A-are you ok, Y/n?, what’s wrong?" He reaches out for your arm but you flinch and he retracts him arm back, he doesn’t understand or remember what he did or didn’t do

"You don’t remember do you, well then don’t mind if I drop a fucking bomb of information, you raped me last night, remember now?" You said in a hiss as you stare into his soul with your empty eyes.

Taglist: @qashmer @sukunaspillow @labelt-san

Rape prevention hotline

[tiffanyeatsyou]

FORGOTTEN.

husband!nanami x wife!reader wc:1.3K contains: angst w/ nanami, afab!reader (she/her prns used), bit of fluff @ the end, slight mentions of drinking a/n: this is my first fic so im sorry if its a bit... ass...... ya... LOL ermmm hope u enjoy <3

nanamii<3:

8:30. drinks, snacks, movie. You + me?

y/n:

is that even a question?? ofc baby :)

y/n:

dont be late, ill be waitinggggg

nanamii<3:

I wont be, I promise.

i set two glasses down on the coffee table, with the best wine set alongside them, a bowl of popcorn, and some candies i went and got earlier. everything looks perfect. oh- and lets not forget, our favorite movie, La La Land. he should be here any second now so i sit, waiting patiently, trying to contain my excitement.

8:45, phew, trafic must be bad. ill just shoot him a little text

y/n:

“hey sweetie, everything alright? miss u!!! got our movie ready for us!!!”

9:00, a sinking feeling settled in. maybe he's just running late, I thought, trying to hold on to hope.

the minutes dragged on, 9:30. 10:00

10:50.

i’m tired. i walk up to our room with trembling legs and my- already bad vision- is clouded teary, blurry eyes. half from the wine i’ve guzzled down, the other half from crying.

he promised. promised. he said he wouldn't be late and here i am, left with dissapointment. i crawl into my side of the bed sobbing, until sleep, finally overcomes me.

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meanwhile, nanami is rushing and rushing to get out and into his car, speeding to his wonderful wife.

"shit. shit shit shit" he mumbles looking at his watch which reads 11:30. "i got carried away with my work god she’s gonna be so disappointed. i promised i’d be home early today for our long-awaited date. drinks, extremely unhealthy snacks,but most importantly, her: the perfect time."

i race to the door and quickly unlock it. “sweetheart?” i call out. i walk in to see a wine glass spilled on our coffee table, her phone, and a black tv screen.

fuck.

shes been drinking.

i run my fingers through my hair, guilt just running through my veins. i loosen my tie and walk up to our shared bedroom, finding my beautiful wife curled up into our blankets.

“sweetheart, i am so so sorry-“

i pause as i notice the pillow stained with tears and her beautiful face, looking like she’s been crying. which makes me wanna cry. i look over at our clock. 3 hours. i hate to wake her but i need to see my baby.

“baby..?” i gently shake her awake and i hear her voice. breaking. i wrap my arms around her body.

“‘min..?” she says with sleep coating her words.

“yes sweetheart it’s me. look, i’m so sorry i just got caught up with-“

“just *hic* save it. don’t ’wanna hear it anymore nanami.”

she uses my full name.

“ baby please please i’m so so s-“

“‘said stop it. hic ‘don’t love me *hic* ‘don’t care about me. just get off me and *hic* stop.”

my heart drops. don’t care about her? how could she ever think something like that?

“ love you know i care about you okay? you’re just a bit tipsy and-“

“‘s always my fault isn’t it? *hic* how could i know you care when *hic* all you do is work work work.”

“don’t wanna be your *hic* wife anymore.”

what?

she doesn't.. what?

“stop it, don’t you dare say that” i respond with not only a breaking voice; but a breaking heart. she doesn’t mean it she’s just- tired. right? i mean, how could she?

right?

“tell me you don’t mean that doll, tell me now. baby please. please.” i say while peppering wet kisses on her damp cheeks. my voice is breaking and you could hear me on the verge of tears.

she doesn’t respond. why isn’t she talking. does she mean it? this is all my fault. i’ve been prioritizing work while my real priority has been slipping away from me?

i look over and she’s asleep. her beautiful eyes are closed and she’s breathing softly. i quickly get undressed and slide into bed with her.

there’s no way i can leave my baby alone in bed.

i wrap my arms around her, only for her to turn her back towards me and out of my touch.

she was awake.

tears threaten to fall from my eyes as i kiss her “i love you. so much baby.” and with that, i grab my stuff and walk out.

she’d probably want me on the couch anyways.

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fuck. my head is pounding and i feel like absolute shit. i sit up holding my head reaching my hand out to his side of the bed.

oh.

he isn't here.

whatever. didn't want him here anyways.

i think.

i step into our large bathroom and start a shower and as i’m rinsing the disappointment off my body, i almost miss the soft opening and shutting of a door.

was that in here? is that him?

he hasn’t said anything yet so neither will i. i turn the shower off and wrap myself with a towel and yank open the curtain shocked seeing him sitting on the toilet. waiting for me. i lock eyes with him.

mistake number 1.

he looks like shit.

eyes swollen and heavy with guilt, slight, no- very obvious red flush across his face, and tear-stained cheeks.

“baby please” is all he says when he rushes infront of me, blocking the exit.

ignoring his presence seems to be impossible.

“what do you want nanami” i say coldly, my gaze not daring to meet his.

“i am so sorry beautiful. i am so. sorry. there’s no excuse and no other way to express how sorry i am." he starts. "sorry can’t and won’t cut it. i love you and i do care about you. just so much. i’m so happy you’re in my life and i never regret marrying you, i only regret the mistakes i’ve made." he stops and takes a small breath. "you should be my number one priority. i’ve been terrible to you. i will do anything and everything for you.” he says desperately and tears streaming down his face. he’s crying. he’s sobbing actually trying to apologize. i finally look up at him with water-filled eyes.

before i can say anything, he pulls me in tight and is breaking down. “i-i’m so sorry sweetie i’m so so sorry-“ he can’t barely speak without sniffles. i’ve never seen him like this before. i wrap my arms around him and when i do he releases a sigh of relief.

“oh thank god” he says quickly before pulling me in even closer.

“did you mean it?” he asks, his voice quivering. “w-what you said las- night”

i take a second to think before answering. what’d i-

oh.

my heart drops.

“plea-please tell me you didn’t. r-right? you didn’t ’mean it?”

i look up at him, his lips are trembling and his face is red.

“no, i didn’t. i shouldn’t have said that. i’m sorry ‘min.”

“o-okay because if you did i- i wouldn’t know what to- to do. i’m sorry you can get changed n-now ill be waiting for you in the living room, okay love?”

“okay.” i whisper as i watch him turn around and shut the door.

i finally finish my post-shower duties and walk out of the bathroom.

is that.. apple pie im smelling or am i going crazy?

i must’ve taken forever because by the time i get out there, he’s knocked out. but he’s knocked out on a cute blanket laid across the floor with a box of my favorite donuts, a bottle of orange juice with 2 glasses, and-

an apple pie cinnamon candle buring away.

he set this all up as i was sleeping?

as if on cue, he slowly opens his eyes staring at me staring at him and the cutest set up ever.

i sniffle “did all this for- me?”

he stands up and softly grabs my hand to come sit with him, “of course doll. look”- he says grabbing the TV remote

“we can even watch our favorite movie.”

[scrambledd3ggss]

okay so here are my thoughts on the Ithaca saga! I would’ve made this post earlier but I fell asleep watching the cast play mafia on TikTok live lmfao 😭, anyway here we go!

(please forgive any spelling answers- I wrote this as I was listening the first time and am too lazy to check that I spelt everything right)

Challenge: 

oh em gee Anna’s voice?? It’s so clear and sorrowful and beautiful

I really love this song, Penelope we’ve missed you

The good news is I know all the lyrics to this song already 😼

Fav lyric-“ though I’d never thought this would be the lengths we’d go for love, I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Fuck this song is so sweet/sad 

new audition song just dropped 😼

hold them down

RAHHHH

why’s he sound so sassy/j (love you Ayron)

SIDE NOTE I LOVE WHEN AYRON GETS RASPY

Antinous when I find your ass.

I hate how this song is so catchy 😔

I’m expecting some good animations

YES GET MIRKED BITCHHH

Odysseus 

omg Ody’s monster song

Okay everyone stay calm

“Worst of all I hear you dare to touch my wife and hurt my boy. I have had enough.” WHATTTTGGGSHHSHSHS

ARE THE CHANTING VOICES SAYING ODYSSEUS???

get their asses Ody

Never before have I rooted for this much death before

“Let’s have open arms instead!” “…no” WE LOST HIM ☹️

TELEMACHUS

OH MY FUCKKKKK

bro I love mico’s voice

TELEMACHUS AND ODYSSEUS BEST DUO???

(Telemachus’s part may very well be my favorite part of this song?)

NO GET OFF TELEMACHUS 😨

Odysseus 😨

wow this saga is much darker, definitely recommend listening to jay’s TW (for things like violence that you can hear very clearly and sa specifically but I’m sure people have posted about more things to look out for)

I cant help but Wonder

don’t make me cry/emotional

Telemachus’s verse oh my godddd 😭😭😭

“Oh my boy look how much you’ve grown” take the knife out of my chest please

I know most of these lyrics so far as well!!

“MY SON IM FINALLY HOME!” HES HOME GUYS

HE DID IT

HES HOME!!!

FUCK ATHENA AND ODY REUNITE??

DONT MAKE ME CRY RIGHT NOW

“I can’t help but feel Ive led you astray” goodnight.

“There’s a girl I have to see” LIKE THEYRE KIDS AGAIN OH MY GOD 😨☹️

Would you fall in love with me again

YES YOUR PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED

“Your eyes look tired, your frame looks lighter” sigh ☹️

“I am not the man you fell in love with” SIGH ☹️☹️

OF COURSE SHE WILL FALL IN LOVE AGAIN

oh my god he’s confessing his wrong doings to her 😟 

I FORGOT HE DOESNT LOOK THE SAME PLEASE 😭

“I will fall in love with you again” this whole part is actually gonna make me crash out ☹️☹️😟😭

THEY BOTH SOIND SO DESPERATE FOR EACH OTHER

I feel like I should count the ending music as it’s own song

I mean it’s as powerful to me

Ending the ENTIRE MUSICAL WITH I love you

Don’t make me crash out rn

Epic has been one of the best things in my life and will continue to be so (seriously- when I have a shit day I just put in my earbuds and imagine how the songs would look as my own animations lol). It’s truly a magical thing that Jorge and the entire Epic crew (cast, crew, animators) have created and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. So while I know they probably won’t see this, thank you. Thank you all so much. I am forever grateful to you and so freaking HYPED to see what Epic turns into next.

lots of love, Ruby :) <3

[soap143]

Adult

Lee! Jeongin

Ler! Chan

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For the past few days, hell, even weeks Jeongin had a strange feeling inside his stomach and annoying thoughts that wouldnt leave his head.

Tickling was a usual thing between the group. It happened daily more than one time. But somehow, Jeongin just couldnt get used to it. He always thought a bit weirdly of tickling, but after getting closer with the boys, at least for a while, he got used to it. However they were all older now and had much more work to do. It wasnt unsual to witness multiple wreckings in the 24 hours that he would spend with his friends, but he felt like he wasnt getting as much of it. Back when he was much younger, all the members would tickle him quite often, to the point where he thought that he might hate it.

Maybe they do think I hate it?

None the less, that was far from the truth — that was exactly what Jeongin had discovered. He really enjoyed the feeling of sneaky little fingers poking his sides and scratching his neck. The poor boy would always jump and yell for the tickler to stop, never knowing how much he acctually loved it. Whats there not to like? All the attention is on you, youre laughing and making others laugh and in the end — aftercare. Perhaps all the members stopped tickling him because of much he would fight back and plead to stop? It wasnt his fault tho. He was just insanely ticklish.

He watched his band group members poke eachother over and over again, simply dying in the inside. However he knew that he couldnt be too obvious about it. Nobody likes being tickled — thats a fact that he was aware of. Its very weird. So, of course, he would never dare to speak to anyone about this.

It was incredibly hard trying not to angrily stare at Changbin and Hyunjin poking eachother while playing video games. “Youre cheating!” Changbin plaufully yelled as he grabbed a chunk of Hyunjins side and mercilessly squeezed. Hyunjin let out a yelp and grabbed his poor side. “What is wrong with you?! I’m in last place beacause of you!” At this point they werent even playing. Hyunjin was trying to get on top of the dwaeki while the victim was fighting his long fingers off.

All that was happening as the poor maknae watched. He thought of joining in, but decided to sulk for a while until someone noticed.

When he arrived into his room, he had found out that another member was already in it. “Chan hyung, what are you doing here?” No response. “Hyung, why are you here?” Jeongin came a bit closer to the laying boy, only to realize he was sound asleep. “Poor Channie, he must have been tired…” He decided to let the leader rest. He was quite exhausted himself, so he carefully wrigled and cuddled up next to Chan.

As soon as I felt someone slighly squeeze my side, I flinched awake. I had gone into Jeongins room to talk to him, but considering I stayed up until dawn last night, I fell asleep on his bed… It was quite embarassing, but he didnt seem to mind. The maknae had cuddled up next to me and was asleep. Whenever Innie has a nightmare, he tends to squeeze whatever thing was the closest to him, whether it was his pillow, blanket or… His hyung.

He is our only maknae, our little baby, and I seemed to notice him not getting as much attention as he used to. But then I remember what he had said only a couple months ago…

We had just finnished practice, it was 9 pm. All of us were exhausted because of the long day. “Lets go to Mcdonalds!” “No, Burger King!” “Accualy, Ive been craving ramen for quite a while…” Everyone was choosing what to eat, however, I noticed Innie invested in his thoughts, sitting on the floor. “Hey I.N., good practice!” “Sure…” “Whatcha wanna eat? Everyone has agreed on ramen, but what do you think?” “ Ramens fine, but Im not going to eat… I-I did pretty bad today, I think I will stay a bit more to practice that one move.” “ Oh you really dont have to, not all of us quite got that, we will rehearse that again tommorow. We woke up at 6:30 am today, lets get some rest, yeah?” “ No, I really want to master that one move”

At this point mostly everyone had gathered up next to the youngest one in the group. “Innie, lets get food, Im so hungry!” “Who cares about that move, youll get it tommorow” “Even I didnt get it, dont worry, Innie!” Jeongin was fed up. Why did he have to get all this attention when he simply wanted to stay a little more after practice? “I SAID I WANTED TO MASTER JUST THIS ONE MOVE! Please, is it that hard to get?!” Everyone suddenly got quiet. Everybody but Chan left. “That was totally uncalled for, Jeongin! We were just-“ “Looking out for me? Being careful? Wanted the best for me? Jeez! Can I get a break from YOU. You always treat me like a baby! Well guess what, Im an adult now and make my own decisions. I dont want anyone, especially you Chan, constantly babying me and treating me like Im some child who cant make disicions of his own. Now go eat your ramen, Im not even hungry anymore. Im going back to the dorms. See you later.”

After that happened, we gave Jeongin less attention and treated him more like an adult. He had had multiple outbursts like this, but this one made things clear. However, I just think that he was tired and hungry, not necessarily angry. Maybe he just needed to let some emotions out, and needed a decent reason to do so.

Anyway, I think that he liked and still likes the attention, that we obviously dont give him anymore. Which is upsetting and frustrating, seeing our maknae so sad. Even though he said that he hates the attention that we give him, I can see him sulking, especially when we have fun and leave him out. I can tell that the boys aren’t doing it on purpose, theyre just doing what he wanted. But I can tell how much Innie misses being the little baby of the group.

Suddenly, I felt I.N. start moving around and wake up. “Hi Chan Hyung.” “Hello, Innie-ah” “Did I wake you up? I had a nightmare so I suspect I did… Sorry.” “It’s alright, I fell asleep in your bed when I was supposed to talk to you.” “What did you want to talk about, hyung?” I could tell by his voice that he was scared. “ Dont be afraid, its nothing bad.” “Oh. Well, tell me anyway” “Sorry if I offend you, but did you mean it? That you hate our attention and are sick of being babied? Because Ive been observing you and you dont seem any happier than when we treated you like our baby.” “Um… I guess I just feel more like an adult now.” “Do you like that?” I was met with silence. “Answer me Innie, please.” I.N. didnt seem like he was going to answer my question, so I decided to bring out the big guns. I had always known that our baby bread hated being tickled, but a little bit could never hurt. I gave him one last chance before diving in. At first I just pinned him down with both my arms. “Nohohoho, plehehease Channie Hyung!” he giggled in anticipation. “ One last chance, Jeongin~~ Do you acctually like it when we don’t give you attention? Or do you prefer to get babied like a little baby~~. Little baby bread…~~” I knew he couldn’t take any teases considering his red ears, face and neck. “Little I.N. baby bread, foxy baby cutie~” I lowered my face and whispered, pressing my lips against his neck. “Chahahahahnnie hyuAHAHAHA” he laughed harder as I nibbled and blew raspberries on his most vulnerable and ticklish spot. “ Answer my question or move to the next spot?” “Ahahnswer question, answer question! Pleheahase no more…!” “ Alright then, tell me, do you like being treated like the big adult you are?” “…Yes?” “Wrong!.” I yelled into his neck. “NOHOHOHO pleasepleasepleasechanniehyung listen to meee! You don’t have to do this, Im beggingbeggingbegging yoUHUHUUU” I pinned both his arms above his head and swiched to poking and squeezing his armpits. “CHAHAHAN PLEHEAHEHEASE LISTEN TO MEEEE! I HAHAHAHVE SOMETHIHIHING TO TELL TOU!!” “Oh yeah? Perhaps that youre so ticklish that you cant handle it?~” “ SERIUOSLY! SEHEHERIUOSLY PLEAEHEHESE!” I stoped for real this time. “Okay so you caught me. I do acctually like your attention and dont enjoy being treated like an adult as much as I thought I would, there, I said it!” “Please tell me what is true, not some lie you made up because you dont want to be tickled… I wont tickle you anymore, I promise!”

He promised he wouldnt tickle me. But oh, how much I wanted him to keep going… Curse my hyper sensitive body. “No, it is the truth, I have been a little upset lately” “Well, Im glad that you confessed to me. Can I tell the others?” “ Yeah, that would be great. Im too embarassed to tell them myself anyway…” “Alright then. Rest up! I hope I didnt tire you out much… Sorry for tickling you, I know that you hate it…” Now is the perfect time “Acctually, I have something else to tell you…” He fully turned his whole body to me. Goah, I hate him so much. Why has he got to put me in such vulnerable position? “ I… accualy, its nothing…” not today, not when hes got full attention on me like that. “NO! Tell me, pleaseeeee! Dont make me tickle it out of you again~~” That made me extra scared and all my courage was gone. “I-Its accualy about that…” “What? Tickling?” “Yeah…” “Sorry, I promised I wouldnt tickle you anymore. You dont have to tell me aswell, take your time.” Gosh, can he stop saying the word? Hes so sweet its annoying. “No, I-I want to tell you now. And it is about… T-tickling.” He did that thing again, where he turned his whole body and soul to me, it was scary. Seemed like he could hear my heartbeat. “Well, I… acctually dont hate it. I like it a lot. But I cant take it. And s-sometimes youre a bit too rough.” “Oh…” “Sorry, you probably think Im disgusting or something. I promise its nothing dirty or naughty like your probably thi-“ “ No! None of that! Even though I wouldve never guessed that you like it… I dont find it disgusting, at all. Its cute, very cute acctually.” “You think so?” “Of course! Now, prepare yourself because you basically just asked to be tickled.” He definetly knew how much I dreaded that word and was taking advantage of it. “Beg.” “What?” “Beg to be wrecked by your favourite tickle monster.” At this point I was probably as red as a tomato. “P-please t…t-tickle me…” “Good enough” He lowered his head and started nibbling on my lower stomach and I lost it. He was beeing painfully gentle, probably remembering me pointing out his roughness. I grabbed on his hair and desperately pulled. “Ow ow ow ow OW! Innie, youre gonna have to keep your arms further away from me!” He grabbed my arms and pulled them to my sides.” Keep them there. Now, you understand that Im going to have to pusnish you, yeah?” “Buhuhut I cant keep my arms there!” “I dont care, if you dont, Ill be more gentle” I liked it gentle, but not too gentle, and Gosh did Chan know how to get extra gentle. It would be so painful, worse than rough tickles, which says a lot. So, I try to keep my arms in place as he nibbles the sensitive skin on my abdomen.

He was doing pretty good, too good at holding his arms in place, giggling hysterically, but keeping himself pretty still. “CHAHAHAHAHAN HYUHUHUUHNG PLEHEHEHEHAHEHHEAHSE” He begged and grabbed my hair again. Succes. Raspberries always get him. “Oh no! Was I being too rough? I should be more gentle, yeah? Thats ok, Ill be more gentle~” I loved teasing Innie so much, he would always get so red and shy. I knew I was being mean, taking advange of his weaknesa- rought tickles and using againts him, but in a much more flustering way. He hates rough tickle because he cant take much of them, but extremely gentle tickles are much more agonazing — its just constant anticipation and fear. I start off incredibly gently right in the middle of his stomach “Chahahaniehehe pleheheahahse!” I gently drag my finger around his navel, never bothering to acctually dip it in. I know how much he hates(loves) it. I slowly drag my finger along his side and onto his ribs “ChahaAHAnieEHEhe hyUHUHuhung” He giggles more agressively as I gently poke my finger deeper into his flesh every few seconds. I know how much hes waiting for me to just wreck him. Ive been saving up his energy for the grand finale. “Ready I.N?” “YEHEHES please!” I poke him a couple more times before finnaly diving in. “OHOHOHO MAHAHA GOHOHOD CHAHAHAANA AHAHHAHSNSBA” I start by squeezing his sides rapidly. I switch spots quickly purely for his enjoyment. “CHAHAHAHAN!!” “ Yes, Innie baby bread?~” I ask as I count his ribs, while he desperately tries to stop his arms from disturbing me “GEHEHEHET MY LEHEHEGSS HAHAHA” I can tell that he cant take it for much longer, thats why wants me to switch spots quickly. His thighs are incredibly sensitive, so I start of with them, mercilessly squeezing the firm mucle behind his leg and the front of it, switching quickly so that he can expierience as much joy as quickly as he can. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA KNEHEHEHHES PLEAAAHSHEJDJJEJHA” I quickly listen to his command and rapidly attack his kneecaps, squeezing the top and back at the same time. “STOPSTOPSTOP ENOUGHAHAHAHAHAH” I inmeadiately stop and gently, but not gently enought to torture him rub his whole body. His cute dimply smile plastered on his face that I missed so much. “Anytime you want to repeat this, just tell me the keyword “tickle”, if youre capable of that~~” He was still laying there, panting, but I could see his cheeks reddening up at my words. “I will make sure to…” He whispers shyly. I figured that he may need a moment to think about what happened, so I quietly exited the room.

This was the most flustering yet enjoyable expierience ever. However if he dares to tell anyone about this…

Maybe it wouldnt be so bad, considering all the gang tickles I would get.

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This is my first tickle fic ever. I know the build up is very long, sorry. 🙂

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Average Weekly Screentime - Chap 7: Another Not-Date

pairing: Jake Peralta x Amy Santiago

word count: 4208

warnings/tags: college au, texting, drunk texting, text fic (mostly, there's prose a few chaps in), bets, bisexual!jake peralta, jake peralta has adhd, parties, drinking and alcohol, sexual references, implied sexual content (nothing explicit, just suggested its going to happen/has happened), friends to lovers, swearing, mentions of cannibalism, lighthearted threats of violence (typical rosa stuff yk), fluff

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Story Summary: texting fic college AU with the squad! It's the beginning of the school year and while everyone else thinks it'll be the same as the previous year, Gina has a feeling things are going to be different and wagers a bet with Rosa and Charles. Told through all the various group chats everyone is in.

Chap 1 | Chap 2 | Chap 3 | Chap 4 | Chap 5 | Chap 6 | Chap 7 | Chap 8 | Chap 9 | Chap 10

authors note: firstly! omg i got this chapter out so quickly i can't believe it but i've got my steam back for this one so we're jumping right in!! secondly! thank you to everyone who has commented and left kudos, i'm giving each one of you a tender kiss on the forehead and a cup of your preferred hot beverage. thirdly! todays upload is gonna be a double upload, this chapter with jake and amy and the next chapter will be a short one with gina, charles and rosa that takes place at the same time as this chapter. i hope you enjoy both of them!

thanks as always for reading <3

Jimmy Jabbers

[08:10am, Wednesday]

Pineapples: its offensive im awake so early

Four Eyes: It’s not that early?

Pineapples: its literally so early

Queen G: hes right Queen G: waaay too early to be awake Queen G: but if i dont show up for jasons class he’ll kill me

Four Eyes: You need to stop calling your professor by his first name

Queen G: not until i get in trouble for it!

Mr Grapes: I’m just glad my classes haven’t changed rooms Mr Grapes: I’d hate to get lost… again

Pineapples: i would help u charles

Mr Grapes: Thanks jakey

RoRo: some of us don’t have classes until later and don’t appreciate being woken up by an annoying group chat

Queen G: mute ur phone like everyone else and stop complaining

RoRo: test me gina, I dare you

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[09:30am, Wednesday]

Cameron: Now that you’re more awake I figured we should discuss our study schedule? Cameron: If you still want to Cameron: No pressure

Ferris: ill probs fail if i dont so yes i do Ferris: im still good for all our usual days

Cameron: Great! I will see you this afternoon then?

Ferris: cant wait!

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[10:05pm, Wednesday]

Pineapples: 1 image attachment Pineapples: im begging rocks to not look edible

Mr Grapes: Oh yeah I’d eat that

Queen G: that rock is so gorgeous i wanna do more than eat it Queen G: wanna do unspeakable things to that rock

Pineapples: i like the way you think G

Mr Grapes: doing t h i n g s to the rock is probably a bit far for me but I’ll let you guys have your moment

RoRo: you guys fucking rocks?

Pineapples: and what if i am???

RoRo: i think I respect the attempt

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[10:12pm, Wednesday]

Ferris: r u asleep? Ferris: well if ur asleep u cant answer these messages to tell me Ferris: and if u were to answer then u would be awake Ferris: so idk what i expect here Ferris: but if i keep messaging i might wake u up which would then make you awake AND mad

Cameron: I’m not asleep and you didn’t wake me up

Ferris: sweet Ferris: sooo Ferris: what u up to?

Cameron: The usual, creating a study plan for the semester

Ferris: shouldve guessed

Cameron: What are you up to?

Ferris: practicing catching nuts in my mouth after throwing it in the air and watching spiderman

Cameron: Can’t you and Rosa do trick shots with donut holes? Why do you need to practice that?

Ferris: this is waaaaay more difficult ames Ferris: when rosa throws the donut hole at me i can calculate the landing Ferris: throwing nuts for me to catch is more difficult Ferris: less time to calculate the landing

Cameron: I didn’t realise there was a whole art to catching food in your mouth

Ferris: of course there is! Ferris: it isnt something u just get good at overnight

Cameron: Maybe you could teach me then?

Ferris: it would be my pleasure

Cameron: Unfortunately I have to go to sleep now though..

Ferris: aw damn

Cameron: Back to classes and in the swing of things, need to keep my schedule

Ferris: fair enough Ferris: goodnight ames

Cameron: Goodnight Jake

-

Unnamed Chat

[02:37pm, Saturday]

Jake: i need some advice and ur the most responsible person i know

Terry: Seriously?

Jake: yes Jake: and i cant tell any of my other friends bc they cant keep a secret

Terry: You think that I can?

Jake: idk Jake: can u?

Terry: Yes I can Terry: What’s going on man?

Jake: i miiiiight have a little crush on someone

Terry: Do I get to know who it is? Or do I have to guess?

Jake: uh idk..

Terry: Is it Amy?

Jake: well…

Terry: Got it in one, Terry can tell you’re head over heels

Jake: i wouldnt go THAT far Jake: ANYWAYS i need ur help

Terry: What for?

Jake: i like her!! Jake: what do i do???????? Jake: im scared to tell her, what if she doesnt feel the same

Terry: You don’t have to tell her if you don’t want to, but then you’ll never know if she even likes you back. You can tell her and risk your friendship, but then you’ve been honest with her

Jake: BUT what if she doesnt like me back terry???? Jake: she hasnt given any sign she likes me back

Terry: How do you know that?

Jake: idk…

Terry: So you just assumed she doesn’t like you back?

Jake: … Jake: i regret telling u

Terry: Haha, no you don’t Terry: Listen, what you do is up to you but my advice is to at least consider telling her, you never know what could happen Terry: If I hadn’t taken a chance I wouldn’t have Sharon, sometimes you gotta take risks

Jake: god i hate how much of a romantic u are

Terry: Put on some Taylor Swift and have a think about it

Jake: i do NOT listen to taylor swift

Terry: Did you know Gina has access to your spotify account?

Jake: im gonna kill her Jake: fine ill listen to tay and consider it Jake: thanks ter

Terry: Anytime! Keep me updated!

-

DDC

[03:02pm, Saturday]

Jacob: gina get off my spotify account

G: whats the big deal? G: u dont even pay for it, ur mom does

Jacob: yeah but thats MY account Jacob: get ur own

G: who even told u

Jacob: terry ratted u out

G: u were talking to ter?

Jacob: just needed his advice on something Jacob: and he let slip that i listen to taylor swift which is PRIVATE INFORMATION

G: hahaha yeah i told him that

Jacob: worst friend ever

G: what advice did u need from him???

Jacob: dw about it

G: okaayy

-

Dance Squad

[03:08pm, Saturday]

G-Hive: some suspicious happenings on this day

Scary: I probably don’t care

Charlese: Dish!

G-Hive: jake was talking to terry, specifically asking him for advice on something

Charlese: Aw why wouldn’t he ask us?

G-Hive: have a think boyle

Charlese: No way, you don’t think?

Scary: Gina i am begging you to get a life

G-Hive: this is my life get used to it G-Hive: and yes charles I DO think so G-Hive: i for one will be watching with great interest

-

[05:26pm, Thursday]

G-Hive: its been almost a week and nothing…

Charlese: Yeah I think we may have been a bit delusional with that one

G-Hive: i stand by it

Scary: you shouldn’t

Charlese: It’s possible that he was talking to Terry about what we think he was but he’s just not done anything or Terry gave bad advice

G-Hive: that is a possibility G-Hive: maybe i need to give him a pep talk

Scary: you give awful pep talks

G-Hive: so do u!

Charlese: I could do it?

Scary: no

G-Hive: no

Charlese: Fine…

Scary: no one needs to say anything because that’s meddling

G-Hive: UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHH let me have my FUN

Scary: my fun is stopping your fun

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[05:02pm, Saturday]

Pineapples: movie night in my dorm? Pineapples: the specials tonight are princess bride and pizza

Mr Grapes: Count me in!

Queen G: me too Queen G: is the pizza free

Pineapples: absolutely not im not made of money

Queen G: ugh

RoRo: sure ill come

Pineapples: wonderful! Pineapples: @Four Eyes u in?

Four Eyes: Sure, I’m in Four Eyes: What time do you want us there?

Pineapples: whenever Pineapples: im gonna order pizza now so id say get here soon before i eat it all

Mr Grapes: Be there soon!!

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[06:04pm, Saturday]

Ferris: draft message: i think i feel the same way about you that westley does about buttercup

Cameron: draft message: I think I feel the same way about you that Buttercup does about Westley Cameron: draft message: I prefer you to Westley

Ferris: draft message: youre prettier than buttercup

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[06:48pm, Tuesday]

Pineapples: hey guys if terry asks u to work out with him say no Pineapples: for the love of everything pure in this world say no

Mr Grapes: What do you MEAN you worked out with Terry???

Queen G: that sounds like torture

Pineapples: i cant feel my body but also everything hurts Pineapples: he said if i keep going to the gym then it will stop hurting Pineapples: i dont believe him

Four Eyes: Genuinely, how did you make it through the session?

Pineapples: i was pretending to train for when the gays rise up against the rich Pineapples: obviously

Four Eyes: Obviously

Queen G: obv

RoRo: your level of fitness is concerning RoRo: but does terry have video evidence of this by any chance?

Pineapples: rosa no

Queen G: brb asking him

-

Sexy Bitches

[07:00pm, Tuesday]

Sexy: ter bear im begging u here Sexy: pls tell me u have video of jake at the gym

Ter Bear: Of course I do, it was a struggle holding back the laughter

Sexy: ur my fave person ever

Ter Bear: 1 video attachment

-

Jimmy Jabbers

[07:03pm, Tuesday]

Queen G: terry is my fave person in the world rn Queen G: 1 video attachment

Pineapples: HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO ME

RoRo: oh i almost feel bad for you

Pineapples: almost???

RoRo: you did this to yourself

Mr Grapes: Your face is a concerning shade of red in that video

Four Eyes: I feel bad for laughing..

Pineapples: never exercising again

-

Skipping School Is(n’t) Cool

[01:32pm, Thursday]

Cameron: On my way to the library now, meet you there?

Ferris: derfinitely

Cameron: I’ll be at the usual table in the corner

-

[01:37pm, Thursday]

Cameron: Someone took our table.. Cameron: I’m at a table near the couches

Ferris: surely we sit on the couches today

Cameron: I don’t know..

Ferris: pleeaaassseeeeee Ferris: ill do work i promise

Cameron: Alright fine, be here soon though or I’ll change my mind

Ferris: sprinting as we speak!!!

-

Amy isn’t sure how they got so comfortable on the couches, or when the two of them got so comfortable with each other in the first place. In a surprising turn of events Amy is sat sideways on the couch with her back leaning against the arm rest and her legs in Jake’s lap, her laptop was perched precariously on her own lap while Jake used her legs as a phone stand – having abandoned studying for the day.

She had very quickly learned all of Jake’s quirks when it came to studying, even if they weren’t doing work for the same subject he worked better when someone else was around. He needed regular breaks to look on his phone which Amy didn’t usually need, but he also needed prompting to get back to it.

At this point in the afternoon his brain had decided it had had enough and wasn’t going to let Jake focus on anymore work, but when Amy told him she was going to stay in the library and continue studying he said he’d keep her company. They mostly sat in a comfortable silence, ambient noises of the college library providing background to their silence.

Every so often Jake would show her a meme he found funny, but otherwise didn’t bother her too much and Amy was almost disappointed he wasn’t distracting her as much as she’d like. So by the time it got close to 4pm Amy decided to follow Jake’s lead and finish up for the day, giving herself a break couldn’t hurt.

She closed her laptop and set it on the coffee table in front of the couch which currently had all their other books sitting on it. After packing up she sat and observed Jake for what felt like minutes but in reality was no more than 30 seconds, she noticed the way the corners of his lips quirked up when he read something funny and an intrusive thought told her how she would like to kiss him there.

Jake then noticed Amy had put her laptop away and looked up at her with a smile while she tried to hide how embarrassed she felt at being caught staring. He locked his phone but didn’t move to put it away yet, and Amy couldn’t yet bring herself to move her legs off his lap. So for a few moments they sat and looked at each other, and Amy’s heart lurched with longing.

She so desperately wanted to lean over and kiss him, to pull him closer and provide a warmth her jacket simply couldn’t. To hug him again without the feeling of needing to pull away, to laugh at bad movies and his worse jokes without the fear that it’s too much. She just wanted to be rid of the fear of rejection.

“You’re finished?” He asked just before the silence stretched on too long.

“Yeah, decided to take a break for tonight. Am I not allowed to do that?” She joked with a raised eyebrow.

Jake let out a small laugh in response.

“Of course you can, you’re a free woman” He held his hands up in a sign of surrender.

“Thanks, thought I was being interrogated for a moment there” She joked back, causing another laugh out of him – one which Amy joined in on.

“I know it’s not really dinner time but what would you say to a trip to Sal’s?” Jake asked once his giggles died down.

“Can’t say no to Sal’s, just gotta take my stuff back to my dorm first if that’s alright”

Finally, Amy moved her legs off of Jake’s lap and if she had been able to look at him when she did she might��ve noticed the disappointment flash across his face for a brief moment. She started gathering her books and laptop and packing them neatly into her bag.

“Yeah that’s fine, I’ll take my stuff back too” Jake responded while haphazardly shoving his books and notes into his backpack.

They both left the library and made their way back to their dorms, promising to meet back up in 20 minutes. Amy had 20 minutes to get changed and ready for what definitely wasn’t a date with Jake – they were just going to Sal’s, that’s not a date.

If it was a date he would’ve said it was a date, they’ve just continued to hang out after studying together. This is just what friends do, friends don’t ask each other on dates after studying together and then don’t clarify if it’s a date or not.

Amy was spiralling, hoping 20 minutes would come and go quickly so she could talk to Jake again and forget some of her anxieties about… Jake.

-

Did he just accidentally ask her on a date? How could he be such an idiot? But she didn’t ask if it was a date so it’s not a date, he doesn’t have to dress up super nice or anything because it’s just Sal’s. Why was he checking his outfit for the fifth time?

If it wasn’t a date, then why did he feel nervous? Too many questions and thoughts bouncing around in his head that it was quickly becoming overwhelming. Luckily for him, as he was considering changing his shirt for a third time his phone alarm went off telling him to leave his dorm.

He nearly ran to their meeting spot, not wanting Amy to be waiting on her own for even a few seconds and he ended up being successful. Two minutes after he got to the spot Amy joined him and they walked to Sal’s together.

This time Amy was rugged up in a large jacket and scarf, a handbag hanging off her shoulder instead of her backpack. She had let her hair out of the ponytail she’d had it up in earlier, now letting the loose brown curls fall to her shoulders.

She rambled on about a new topic she learned about in one of her classes that day and Jake decided he could listen to her speak forever, even if she was just reading the phone book. But especially when it was something she was passionate about, Amy let herself get lost in it all and Jake couldn’t help but to follow.

After the short walk they reached Sal’s, and it was only when they opened the door did Jake remember they had other friends he could’ve invited but pointedly didn’t. What his other friends didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them, surely they didn’t mind if he and Amy hung out alone – Rosa and Gina hung out alone often, so did he and Charles. It was fine.

-

The Night Boys

[4:45pm, Thursday]

Sidewinder: Hey! Did you wanna get dinner?

-

It was not fine.

Charles had text him as he and Amy were on their way through the diner to a booth at the back. He panicked for a few moments about what to do; be honest and say he was out with Amy or lie to his best friend about being on a not-date with Amy.

Jake knew exactly how Charles would react to hearing he and Amy were out together to dinner alone, and Jake absolutely did not want to be dealing with that today. Amy sat down and began reading through the menu that was already placed on the table, although Jake knew she would get the same thing she always gets.

-

The Night Boys

[4:47pm, Thursday]

Deathblade: cant tonight Deathblade: not feeling well

Sidewinder: No problem, feel better soon

Deathblade: thnx

-

Yes, he felt bad about it, but nothing was going to pull him away from spending time alone with Amy. He savoured any minute he could get and once he put his phone away and looked up at her from across the table most of his anxieties melted away.

“What are you gonna get?” She asked him, looking up from the menu in front of her.

“Probably my usual” He shrugged his shoulders, why change his order when his order was perfect. Simple, but perfect.

“Cool, I’m probably gonna get-“

“The basic breakfast special but with a hot chocolate instead of a milkshake”

He finished her sentence without looking up from the menu, only making eye contact when he’d finished speaking. Seeing that Amy had a mildly shocked expression on her face, mouth slightly open and eyebrows raised before she schooled her face to one of less surprise.

“That’s exactly what I’m gonna get..” She trailed off, still giving him a look he couldn’t quite read.

After being given 15 minutes to read over the menu, most of that time spent chatting about nothing in particular, a waiter came over to take their order. They ordered and were now just waiting for the food, making more idle conversation that would usually bore Jake but he was happy to make ‘chit-chat’ with Amy if it meant being around her.

“You know, its too early for dinner, I feel like a senior citizen” Jake joked, arms crossed on the table in front of him.

“It gives you an excuse for a midnight snack” Amy joked back, a small giggle escaping as she did.

“As if I need an excuse for a midnight snack” Jake waved his hand in a dismissive gesture, once again causing Amy to laugh.

As she laughs Jake thinks it’s the one thing he was put on this earth to do; sure he wants to be a detective but his life calling is making Amy Santiago smile.

Their food arrives and they take their time to eat, not worrying about studying or having anywhere to be. They sit and talk until the sun goes down, Jake tells Amy movies he’s been watching recently and Amy tells him all about the book she’s been reading in her spare time. Amy talks about her brothers when Jake asks about them and is filled with funny stories from her childhood, and Jake tells her about what he and Gina were like in high school.

They’ve ordered multiple drinks each and sat long enough for dinner to go down enough to order a dessert; more accurately, Jake ordered a huge dessert that he happily let Amy take bites from. The time has flown and Jake has never felt more content in his life, they’ve barely made physical contact since arriving at the diner but his skin feels as electrified as New Years Eve.

He never wants this feeling to go away.

-

Amy hadn’t even realised hours had gone by, but it was dark outside now and her and Jake were still in the diner talking. Making up new inside jokes and telling stories from their childhoods. There’s a warmth under Amy’s skin that she’s never felt before, a warmth not caused by a sweater or scarf but one that’s causing tingles from her toes to her fingertips.

She wants it to be like forever.

Unfortunately, it was dark, and she needed to get back to her dorm at some point. She knows her phone has been going off in her bag but has ignored it all evening in favour of talking to Jake, trying to make him laugh and smile to see the ways his eyes crinkle up when he does.

Amy is the one to burst the bubble they’ve put themselves into, worrying she’ll get lost in it and do something that makes Jake uncomfortable. When there’s a silence in the conversation she speaks up.

“I should probably get back to my dorm, it’s getting late” She tries to hide the disappointment in her voice.

“Yeah, me too”

When they go up to the register together to pay Jake covers the bill, he doesn’t give Amy a chance to argue until they’re out the door and walking back to campus.

“You didn’t have to pay” Amy says while wrapping her scarf around her neck snugly.

“I know I didn’t, but you’ve been helping me so much with studying that I owe you”

“You don’t owe me anything, Jake” She can feel her cheeks heating up even in the cold air.

“Just accept it Ames, nothing you can do now” He wraps an arm around her shoulders and squeezes before letting go again and it causes Amy to giggle.

She wants to feel embarrassed at how he makes her giggle, she’s far from being 15 years old giggling at anything her crush says.

“Okay okay, I cover next time though” She points a finger at him in warning.

“Of course” He responded in a tone and with a smirk that made Amy think he wasn’t going to keep his end of the bargain.

The walk is as easy as dinner was, and saying goodbye is difficult but she knows Jake will probably text her in under an hour about something on his mind anyway. She’s excited for it, she’s excited to see him again and a part of her hopes he’s excited to see her again too.

During her elevator ride she decides that she is going to ask him out, it’ll be a risk and she’s full of anxiety thinking of the worst outcomes but she can’t just sit around doing nothing. The doing nothing part of it all is killing her, now she has to know if this was all just in her head.

If he says no then Jake will be cool about it, she knows that, he’s good like that. He cares about other people like that, he won’t completely ignore her and make fun of her for it – well he might a little, but not in a bad way.

Amy is going to ask Jake on a honest-to-god date, with a reservation and high heels and a waiter that doesn’t smell of cigarettes. It’s all going to be fine.

-

He has decided that if he doesn’t get to kiss Amy soon he’ll explode.

More importantly, he’s decided if he doesn’t tell her how he feels about her soon then he’ll also explode. He’s sure that everyone can tell at this point, it’s hard hiding how much he really likes her. If their other friends have noticed they haven’t said anything – although Charles has been saying it since the day Jake and Amy met which back then was weird. Nowadays it makes Jake annoyed for a different reason, he can’t believe Charles was right.

As Jake moves around his dorm getting ready to relax for the rest of the evening he considers whether or not to ask her out. He thinks back to his conversation with Terry who said he’ll never know if he never asks.

Jake is just unsure he’d be able to handle it if she said no. Not completely sure his heart wouldn’t just fall out his butt onto the ground and he’ll never feel anything ever again. At that thought, he hears Gina’s voice saying he’s being dramatic which is saying something coming from her.

When his head hits the pillow that night he smiles to himself, decision having been made that he will ask her out when he next sees her. He’d even wear a tie for her.

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[why-am-i-here-someone-save-me]

Then Came The Dawn Pt. 2

Tartaglia was no stranger to pressure.

He knew it well. Pressure was an old friend to him. It had been by his side as he struggled within the plane devoid of light. It had remained when he at last returned to the surface; when the Abyssal being that was now bound to him cried out for blood, to fight, to kill. It has stayed with him as he joined the ranks of the Cryo Archon’s soldiers, stayed when he tore through the enemies that stood before him in battle. It had not left when his hands were so bloody he could scarcely grip his weapon, when he carved a place for himself among the Tsarita’s closest aides through blood and death. No, Tartaglia was no stranger to pressure.

But never before had he felt pressure like this.

Within an office in Northland Bank, an envelope was shoved into the hands of a Fatui agent, who did not flinch at the excess force behind the action. The air buzzed with electro as the 11th harbinger fought to contain his fury; to prevent himself from losing control of his Delusion.

“See to it that this reaches Scheznaya as soon as possible. No detours, no distractions. I don’t care if you have to run across the entirety of Teyvat; this better reach the Tsarita immediately. Otherwise, it’ll be your head, is that clear?”

The agent nodded and quickly departed, leaving Childe alone in the office. He began to pace as the Foul Legacy screamed in his mind; demanding blood, demanding the death of those who dared to raise their hand against Teyvat’s creator. As much as he wanted to comply, he knew it was foolish to do so without informing the rest of the Fatui of the divine betrayal that had unfolded in Liyue.

Finally his pacing ceased as he came to a decision. Now that he had sent word to his homeland, it was time to do some investigation. He knew the creator was not dead, for as faint as it was, he could still feel the traces of their presence. It was small, but it was there. And judging by what he had seen a glimpse of at the docks, he had a faint idea of where they were.

Tartaglia opened a small hidden safe within the office, withdrawing the only hope of verifying his suspicions.

The last Sigil of Permission.

The events at the Golden House had destroyed the forged sigils, but the original remained undamaged. It was the last one he had, the last one all of Liyue probably had.

And if you were where he thought you were; he was going to need it.

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Osial was not like how you had imagined. You’d imagined him less… gentle. When you had mentioned how he wasn’t how you thought he’d be, he had simply chuckled with a smile on his face.

“I cannot say I’m surprised by that. History is written by the victors, no? As far as the people of Liyue are concerned, I am merely an evil god of centuries past. As one of Morax’s opponents, it’s only natural his people would see me in a negative light.”

“I dont think you’re evil at all. You’ve certainly been much kinder to me that any others since I arrived. Given, the bar there is set really low, but still. It’s been… months since I last felt this safe. Thank you.”

“No thanks necessary Your Grace. I am glad to be of aid to you.”

“You don’t have to be so formal. Please, just call me [Name]. Hearing ‘Your Grace’ just… makes me think of that thing being praised while wearing my face.”

Osial sees the way your grimace at the mention of your copycat, and nods understandingly.

“Ah, I see. Then [Name] it is. And please do not worry yourself over that imposter; once I have recovered a bit more of my strength, I will see to the matter myself.”

You hug him in gratitude, still longing for physical contact after so so long on the run. Yet again, he accepts it wordlessly.

“Thank you Osial.”

“You need not thank me my dearest Guide.”

You finally allowed yourself to sleep soundly for the first time in months, falling asleep against him.

Yes, Osial was indeed nothing like you had expected, and you were glad for it.

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[barnes-n-nobles]

Ready or Not (NONCONSMUT)

Request: 

- Can you do a dark!druig when he forces the reader to marry him.

- Can i request a dark! druig

people always tell the reader that she was born to be a mother and housewife and the druig decides he's going to make her one

If she was a eternal that happens when they reunited

If she was a human she lives in his comunity in amazon

Thank u

Once again i have combined two asks in one as they make sense together !!

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Warnings: Non con, drugging, mind control, threats of murder, tampering with birth control, trapping. Also talks about pregnancies and there might be some wrong information in here but it’s fictional!

Word count: 5k+

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“I’m sorry but I’m not ready for marriage. I still have a lot to do before I settle down Druig…I can’t marry you” pulling your hand away from his. Druigs eyes widened, coming up from his knee, the look of absolute shock. “DONT do this to me y/n..we’re perfect for eachother” his hand taking yours again. You ripped it away quickly, “I’m telling you no! I don’t want this. I don’t want to marry you” stone cold expression as you walked off. Tears filled his eyes, wondering where he had gone wrong. Why didn’t you feel the same way that he did. What could he have done to change this outcome. “No..youre not leaving me” he ran up to you, holding you in his arms as you struggled to get him off. “Let me go!” you yelled trying to break free. Druig threw you to the ground, making you fall on your knees, “Fine…If i CANT have you…no one can” with a quick motion of his hand, he snapped your neck, making your body collapse to the ground.

He sat up from bed, finally opening his eyes, hyperventilating, muttering many no’s while he was still half asleep. You woke up to the cries next to you, reaching over to him immediately, “My love are you okay??what happened?” Your soft hands ran along his back, bringing him close to you as his panic attack passed him. “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry….Oh my god it was just a dream” pulling you into a feverish kiss, holding your face in place as he kissed you repeatedly, trying to reassure himself that you were still here. “Terrible..terrible dream”. As he calmed down you two two slept intertwined with eachother, Druig needed to feel your love for him. He craved your touch, affection, smiles, it was all very reassuring to him. That dream was never going to happen, because you WOULD marry him…right?

As time went on Druig projected his insecurities on you. Never letting you speak to any other man unless it was him. He made you wear loose clothing so no one would ever dare to see or imagine your perfect body but him. You were only allowed to leave when he accompanied you. He insisted on showering together to make sure you didn’t pleasure yourself. The only person who was allowed to make you feel good was him. Not only that, he had all your passwords to every social media account that you had, blocking the men who tried to slide into your DM’s. He even made you quit your job, insisting that he would take care of you but it was really just his way of making you stay away from other people, needing you home safe and sound so you could take care of the house and him. He need to know you weren’t going to jeopardize your relationship, that way he could make sure you only had eyes for him. You were willing to comply, hoping this would bring him peace but it started to feel like way too much. He got specially controlling when he would leave for weeks at a time. He ran a business that you had little to no knowledge about. All you knew is that he made a lot of money, which he used to spoil you and take you on really nice trips. When he had to leave, he placed guards outside the property, making sure you were “properly protected” when he left.

While you were home preparing dinner, you got a text from Druig, quickly stopping what you were doing texting him right back.

“Baby, I have a surprise for you.”

Smiling at the text, your fingers flew over tiny letters

“Honey you shouldn’t have! Come home already ~”

When he got your message, a smirk formed on his face, looking at the ring he held in his finger, imagining how it would look on your pretty left hand. “Boss, its ready. You just need to sign” the employee brought a little case and place it in front of him, giving him the pen and paper to sign. “Make sure all the footage is erased. No one can know I was here” Druig said as he signed, placing everything he needed into the little case, feeling excited for tonight.

Getting all dolled up, your mind wandered, trying to figure out what the big surprise could be. Your mind immediately thought about a puppy, then a new dinner table, then you thought about a car, laughing at yourself for all these silly ideas. What could it possibly be. You got everything ready for Druigs arrival, waiting for him in the living room. As soon as you heard the door start to unlock you got up, trying to look as natural as possible. “Honey I’m home” his voice trailing all the way to your ears. “I’m so glad baby, I missed you” hugging him now, as he placed a kiss on your head. “Look! I made you your favorite dish! Aren’t you so proud of me” he smiled at how cute you were, knowing you’d made the most beautiful housewife. “Of course darling. You always know how to make me happy. My perfect girl” throwing his case on the sofa, freeing his hands so that he could finally have you in his arms. Hugging you tightly, he connected his lips to yours, tasting your sweet lipgloss that you had put on.

“Are you ready for your surprise kitten?” running his thumb under your chin. Nodding, he gave you a quick kiss before asking you to close your eyes. Doing as he said, you heard him open his case and then shutting it. “Alright princess open”. He was now on one knee, holding up a beautiful ring. You gasped, hands going up to your mouth in shock. Druig smiled, feeling a little relieved seeing your reaction, “Druig what is this” shocked. “My love, it’s time for us to move on to the next stage in our life. Will you do me the honor of marrying me?” your breath caught up in your throat, feeling your heart start to race “Druig…I…I don’t know if I’m ready”. His heart felt like it had stopped pumping, that wretched familiar feeling of fear emerged. You knelt beside him, giving him a hug. “I’m sorry love, just give me some time okay? Let me get prepared for you and we can revisit this in the future” your voice was sweet and soft, but it didn’t change the fact that it felt like a thousand knives were stabbing him right through the heart. His tears now spilled out from his eyes, wishing he could wake up again from what felt like that terrible dream.

“I’m sorry Druig..please understand me. I’m so so sorry. I don’t know if I’m ready for marriage or to even start a family yet, I’m only (your age)” he moved away from you, his nose turning a shade of pink. He caressed your face, your head leaning against his touch, feeling good that he was understanding. “No baby..I’m sorry” he whispered before feeling a stabbing pinch on the side of your neck. Your eyes were darting everywhere as your body started to feel heavy, you couldn’t keep your body upright so you started to slowly lean, Druig caught you and held you close to him as the drug fully entered your system. “Dont worry princess…I’m going to take care of you.” Your sight started to blur, as you fought the intense urge to sleep, “wha..Is, hap..” slurred words tried to form but your body slowly shut down. Before it was completely gone you felt him slip something on your finger, moving your eyes down you saw the ring before it all went black.

Druig held your now unconscious body, lifting you up into his arms taking you to bed, gently placing you on the mattress. Going back to the living room, he placed both of your passports in his case and started to pack for you. He grabbed a bag and started to place everything you might need into it. When he went to the bathroom he grabbed all your toiletries, shoving everything in. Due to how fast he was going he dropped a mint container, spilling its contents out. His eyes narrowed a bit, trying to figure out what he was looking at, because it sure as hell wasn’t mints. As he knelt down and looked at it closely, then it clicked. This was birth control, the one thing he told you he didn’t want you to use. He rummaged through the rest of your things and came across a little calendar that tracked your intake of the pills however, you seem to have missed a couple days. He counted the pills and it matched up, you had been off it for at least a week. He opened up the pills, tossing them in the toilet then flushing them down. He felt betrayed that you would keep something like this from him and go behind his back. His thoughts were all over the place but he settled on a sick one. If you didn’t want to marry him, then he would have to trap you.

Since you were unconscious, he decided to start early. He unbuckled his pants taking them off, his dick hardening at what he was about to do. He rose up your dress, snapping your panties off with his hands, thumb now rubbing over your clit, trying to get you nice and wet for him. He couldn’t help himself when he started to feel your juices coat his finger, needing to get a taste. His tongue circled over your clit, making you whimper unconsciously. His finger entered you, going in and out as it curled inside you, loving the sound that your pussy made. He entered a second finger, scissoring you inside, earning another mewl from you. “Even in your sleep you get me so hard, my love. Delicious” he whispered before kissing your clit and getting up. He pulled himself out of his pants, giving himself a few pumps.

He slid inside with ease, moaning at how slippery and warm your cunt was. Shuddering in pleasure. He held your leg up, having more access as he started to fuck into you. “Fuck baby…you take me so good…can’t wait till you’re so full of my cum. Im going to get you pregnant, and you’re going to be the best mommy ever” grunting into your ear. “My beautiful beautiful wife” his thrusts getting irregular, chasing his high. A few more pumps into you and he was spilling himself inside you. His dick twitching as he filled you with his seed. He stayed inside you for a couple minutes, not wanting a single drop to leak out. When he was satisfied, he cleaned you up then himself, looking at the time he realized that he needed to hurry up and get going with you. The private jet was waiting.

~~~~Many many hours later~~~~

When Druig and you landed, he had people already waiting for him. A black Escalade was to take you two far deep into the Amazon, where you and him would never be seen again. Druig had to drug you many times, he could have just kept you unconscious but he had to make sure everyone who you two were encountering had no knowledge of what was happening, resorting to erasing their mind over and over again. That in itself took a lot of power from him, so he couldn’t keep you unconscious with his ability so he just used drugs to keep you sedated. When you two were finally there, he couldn’t believe how successful the community had been since he was last there. Everyone had done an amazing job at making this a fully functional village for the two of you to raise a family in. Everything was going according to plan, knowing he did good by preparing everything in advanced.

His cabin was just as he had left it, with the addition of a bigger bed. He laid you down gently, needing to bring you back he grabbed the antidote for the drugs that were swimming in your system. Carefully he injected it into your blood stream, rendering them useless. Slowly, you were brought back into consciousness. Starting to hyperventilate you felt like your head was about to roll off, grabbing your temples, rubbing them as if that would relieve the pain. “Morning Sunshine…or evening I should say. We’re in a different time zone” he cooed moving the hair from your face, satisfied with himself for bringing you all the way here with him. “Druig what happened…my head hurts so bad” your voice raspy, making him smile at how cute you sounded. “Worrying will make it worse baby. Just sit back and relax” he assured you, watching you closely. The bed felt different. The room was an unknown color, different layout, your dresser was gone. Everything was different, hence the unfamiliarity. “Where are we?” You asked, realizing that the last thing you remembered was his proposal at your previous home. “Darling, I’ll let you know soon. Please just get better and I’ll explain everything” his tone was soft, yet it felt odd. “I…what happened, why am I here…I cant remember anything” getting up from the bed, scanning the room. You opened the curtain, surprised too see this eerie looking forest. “Y/n…calm down. Come back here” he commanded, trying his best to keep it cool.

Walking towards a door, you opened it, a wave of humidity enveloping you. This only confirmed that you were far from home. This type of weather never happened where you lived. The fog was dense, making it hard to see, but you heard someone walking. You ran out, ignoring Druigs call outs to you “HELP ME PLEASE SOMEONE” your screams echoed through the forest finally being able to see the person. “Please you have to help me…” you said grabbing the persons arm, but as he turned you saw he had golden eyes. You gasped, taking a few steps back but you bumped into a stern chest, taking a few steps as you turned. You saw Druig, eyes golden like the other man, staring at you expressionless. Druig shifted his attention from you to him “have everyone on guard, seems like she likes run” the man mindlessly nodded as he turned and left. Druig grabbed your arm and yanked you to him, almost dragging you back into the cabin. You struggled against him but his strength was too much, making you fall on your feet when he pulled you inside. He closed the door, locking it as he saw your frightened frame on the floor.

“Why are you doing this, please tell me something..Anything….” you cried, scooting away from him as he tried to grab you again. “Just Stop with the questions. Everything will be okay love, just trust me. I’m doing this for us” he explained, bringing you up to your feet, adjusting your clothes. “Why have you brought me here. I wanna go home”. Not being able to remember much, the moments before you were taken you remember how he was proposing. You knew in your heart you wanted to potentially marry him, but the timing was not right. You wanted to do more in your life, settling down at your age just wasn’t something you were planning on.

Druig cupped your cheek, leaning in to give your forehead a kiss. “You are home y/n. This is where you belong…with me” his hand bringing your face closer to him, the kiss getting heavier. His left hand snaked its way around you, gripping your waist pulling you more into him. His lips trailed from yours to your jaw, making your body ignite. His breathy moans moved down to the nape of your neck, making you get goosebumps. Your better judgement was slowly slipping away but you couldn’t have him distract you from what you needed to know. You pulled away from him, but he pushed himself onto you more, “Where are you going princess…I’m not done with you” he picked you up by your legs, making you wrap your arms around his neck, fearing you would fall back.

Attempting to get off of him, you squealed as he let you go, dropping you hard down into bed. You tried to roll over to get away from him but he grabbed your hair making you roll on your back, facing him, “this isn’t you Druig…please don’t do this” Druig eyes flashed gold, making your own widen as they reflected off your own. “You have no idea who I am baby. What I can be for you.” He eyed you down looking as you voraciously, as if you were the little lamb that walked right in front of a wolf . “What I can do…I suggest you lay there like the good little girl I know you are and take what I’m about to give you. I promise you’ll enjoy it, my wife” his sinister smile made you recoil into yourself. This wasn’t the person you were with, the person you wanted to marry. You questioned if it was a facade but it didn’t make sense, he seemed so real and genuine to you. Someone who promised to protect you at all costs.

“Stop DONT do this. I promise I won’t tell anyone, Druig let me go” your voice shaking in fear. His hands grabbed your wrists, pinning them on either side of your head. His legs wedged themselves between yours, spreading them apart. Squirming under him, your wrists started to sting due to how hard he was crushing them. You winced at the pain, making your movements come to a halt. “That’s it darling, calm down…unless you want me to hurt you more. Which might be what you want considering how horny you are, I can almost feel your wetness seep through your panties.” His hard bulge grinding against your thinly clothed pussy.

The way he was grinding into you, was so good. He pressed against your clit over and over again making you aroused. When he let your wrists go, he spread your legs open wider, his thumb pressing into your clit before rubbing it in circles. You clamped down on your lips, not wanting to moan. “Aww sweetie, you don’t have to fight me. I know I make you feel good..” he grabbed your face with his pale fingers, making you look up at him, “just let go” his eyes turned gold, making you groan out in pleasure. Watching you come undone beneath him was a sight he could never get over. Your lips opening in bliss, eyes closed, your beautiful body arching up. It was addicting to him.

Finally having enough, he tore your clothes off while doing the same with his. He flipped you on your tummy, shoving your face down onto the mattress. You tried to fight him but there really wasn’t any point, he quickly overpowered you. Grabbing you, making sure you were kept in place, ass up with your folds shinning. He growls to himself as his tip rubbed on it, moving his shaft up and down. “Such a wet cunt” he whispered as he finally pushed himself inside. Inch by inch, your body stirred, feeling conflicted with yourself you kept your face flat on the soft pillow, trying to drown your moans. Druig laughed at your actions, snapping his hips into you in a single fast motion, making you scream into it. His right hand came under your neck, grabbing you harshly and pulling you up to him. His lips ghosted over your ear, his feathered kisses tickled making you recoil.

“mmm Darling…you need to learn to be grateful for the pleasure you’re receiving. I’ll edge you for hours if you don’t show me how good I’m making you feel…do you understand?” His heavenly accent made your legs week, something you had a very weak spot for. “This is w-wrong” muttering silently as you clenched around him, the sound of your wetness coupled with his thrusts resonating off the walls. “Take pleasure in the wrong. It’s so much better..relish in it..enjoy it. I know I do”. He straighter up, grabbing your hands and held them behind your back, angling himself, he started to obliterate you. You bounced off of him only to be brought right back over and over again. This time you couldn’t stop your moans, hissing and crying at the astonishing pleasure.

Druigs eyes rolled back, loving the way your pussy grasped him while he fucked you. His eyes roamed your back, mesmerized by the way your ass bounced with each forceful thrust. His delusional state made him want to do it harder, wanting to see how much more you could bounce off of him. Your cries made him crave you, finding it incredibly hot as you begged for him to stop. He need to show you that whatever he wanted, he got. “I wouldn’t waste your words princess…I’m not gonna stop. What you want doesn’t matter anymore. You are mine to use whenever and however I want….that is your only purpose from now on”. Thrusting into you one more time, he let you go, causing you to crash into the pillow. He laid behind you, holding your left leg up as he plunged himself inside you again, connecting his lips to yours making out with you feverishly.

“Submit to me” his eyes glowed gold again, making you accept him as your lips moved in sync with his. Making your leg stay up, he let go of it and focused his middle finger on your clit, flicking it up, down, side to side, and in circles. Your legs were starting to feel like jelly, “fuck Druig….don’t…stop” screaming in pleasure yet ashamed at the same time, head rolling back onto him. “Darling I will never…I’m going to keep playing with your pretty pussy until you cum all over my fingers. I’m gonna make you squirt all over yourself like the dirty little whore I know you are..” his filthy words made you loose it, cuming hard against him, feeling your liquid coat your inner thighs, doing exactly what he predicted. You body shook as his fingers caressed your sensitive clit, letting you ride it out. Going numb, you just laid there a mess, hair sticking to your forehead and drained from all of it. Druig threw your leg over, making you lay on your side, “This is how I want you y/n, all weak and fragile so that I can do with you as I please” he entered you again, pushing himself deep into you, his hands holding onto your hips as he pounded into you.

“Fuck you’re going to be the most beautiful and perfect wife. An amazing mother to our children. CANT wait till I see you all swollen and full of our baby” moaning at the thought he couldn’t keep it in anymore, with one more push he was coating your insides. His cock twitched as he emptied himself inside you, making sure to push his cum as deep inside you as he could. The lack of response had him puzzled, “Y/n?” His hand grabbed your jaw turning you to him, but your eyes were closed and you weren’t responding. He checked to make sure that you were still breathing and he was so thankful that you were. You must have passed out from exhaustion, he thought to himself. He curled up next to you and spooned you, satisfied with himself for being that much closer to getting you pregnant. He made you his wife so now the next objective was to start a family, and he would make sure you two would do just that.

~~~~~~~~~~2 months after~~~~~~~~~~~

Druig let you have more freedom now that you were here in the village, no longer controlling you in the way he used to. He lessened his grip a bit and let you do as you pleased, as long as you were inside the community. He felt safe knowing you were close by, after all this village was made for you and him. It certainly felt better for you to have more freedom, however he did have one important rule. Stay within the village. He forbade you from leaving as there wasn’t any humans for miles. It could be hard for him to find you if you were in trouble or worse, if you tried to escape. Understanding his position, you did as he said, getting accustomed to your new life. You made good friends in there and even learned how to live without much technology thanks to the help of Enzo, the community’s teacher. He was Druigs right hand, he made sure everyone was doing as they were told. Enzo was gifted with knowledge, making it easy for everyone to learn from him. Today he would be teaching you how to deliver a baby, a bit awkward but you certainly had to know in case of an emergency.

“After you instruct her to breathe and push, you want to make sure that you keep your eye out for the head” he explained showing you a picture of what you’d be looking at. Everything he was saying and showing was too much, you weren’t the best when it came to graphic imagines and this certainly was one of them. “I need to take a break” taking the picture from him and turning it over, closing the book and pushing it away. Enzo giggled, rolling his eyes at you, “okay we’ll stop here for today. Your husband won’t be happy though, he insisted on having at least this first lesson done”. Sighing you shook your head, “I don’t know why I have to learn this. Well….I do but why can’t another person do it, I’d faint if I had to do this in real life. Druig knows this”. Enzo took a quick look behind him, making sure you two were alone, “Ok fine I’ll let you skip the pictures but tomorrow we’ll need to go over the procedure in great detail, ok?” Smiling at him you agreed, “sounds good, thank you for understanding” as you got up to leave he grabbed your arm, “wait you can’t go back now. He’ll know the lesson wasn’t done right if you leave this early. Let’s just stay here for now” patting the seat next to him so you could sit.

“How are you so comfortable teaching this kind of stuff. Did you help deliver a lot of babies here?” curios as to how he even knows this well enough to be teaching it. “I have actually. Everyone needs to know how to do it because as you know we don’t have a 5 story hospital here with fancy technology. We all must be ready”

“Having kids is so crazy. I can’t believe human bodies go through all that” your mind going in circles after all that you saw in the pictures. You knew it wasn’t an easy process but the pain was what you feared the most.

“Yes the body is an incredible being. But people have different experiences, I know that women who have wider hips have an easier time. They can have many kids and it won’t be as painful as someone who is extremely petite. I can already tell you that you have the perfect birthing hips. You’ll definitely take it like a champ” he nudged you with your shoulder. “When you have to carry your infant, he or she will sit perfectly on your hips. Your curves were made to carry your husbands children. In all honesty you would make a great mother. Don’t you think?” You were indeed great with children and you even looked after them whenever they were close to you. Many of the moms said that you would make the perfect mother and housewife. It was something you now thought to be a sweet compliment, however you didn’t want to be a mother just yet.

“I don’t know wether to be flattered or offended Mr.Enzo. You know how I feel about having children.” Enzo shook his head, “You’ll never be ready silly. But once you’re pregnant I can assure you that you’ll like you are when you see your tummy start to grow, feel the baby kick, and when its time to deliver. My wife felt the same as you did but she fell in love with the whole process”. You chewed your lip in nervousness, it had been a while since you took your birth control and you wondered when that scary day would come. Enzo noticed how you weren’t giving in to the idea, nothing he said regarding this topic got through to you. “Just make sure to keep Druig in the loop. I know he’s been wanting to start a family with you, but he deserves to know how you feel if you’re that unsure of it. Anywho, I’ll see you tomorrow at the same time” Enzo packed his satchel and went off, needing to talk to Druig before you got to him. This was the last attempt Druig was going to take to convince you that you were ready to have a child. He tried to use your friends from the village to encourage you to have a baby. He could easily control you to but he wanted it to come from you. He tried everything to give you baby fever. For this reason you two weren’t having safe sex but you still weren’t getting knocked up.

Druig was at the chapel getting ready for the upcoming service when Enzo knocked on the door. “Come in” his deep voice resonating through the empty place. Enzo clutched the band of his satchel feeling nervous that he was about to give him bad news. “Aah my favorite teacher! Take a seat tell me what wonders you worked today” Druig smiled excited for what his trusted friend would tell him. “I had a lesson with y/n…she’s definitely a hard one to crack” Enzo tried to laugh it off but he quickly choked it down, as Druigs smile fell. His eyes flashed gold, entering his mind in a second. Reading through his thoughts and getting to the point faster than Enzo ever could. “Oh my god Enzo you had one job. ONE JOB…Just had to encourage her to want a pregnancy. That’s all.” he spat, feeling his blood boil now, “Druig do you know what you’re even asking. Women these days are in control of themselves, no longer basing huge decisions like this on their husbands. She’s a strong and very hard headed. Maybe she just isn’t fit to be a mother now.” He was now pissed, Druig was his good friend too but this task was way too much.

Druig chuckled darkly, “I’m disappointed. Not only in my wife but you. I bet you didn’t even try hard enough. No matter…I’ll just have to take care of this myself. Take everyone on a trip to the nearest town and don’t come back for 7 days. Stock up with whatever we need for the village. I need to spend every single second I can with y/n. I need everyone gone in 2 hours” Druig commanded making Enzo, who now had his golden eyes, nodded mindlessly as he turned and left. Druig followed him out of the chapel and his eyes were instantly fixated on you. You were a bit far from him but he could still see you perfectly. His eyes raked over your body, imagining how he was going to undress you. He felt himself get hard with each step he took towards you. You looked so perfect just minding your own business, picking some oranges from a tree, your dress riding up a bit, exposing your delicious ass. 

“My beautiful beautiful wife...who gave you the right to look so sexy” his honeylike voice filled your ears, feeling him press himself to your back. His hands found your waist, rubbing circles into them with his thumb. A chill ran through your spine as he kissed your neck, making the orange roll off of your hand, “Druig...not here” you whispered, giggling as he now nibbled on your ear. “why not hm? Everyone should know you're mine in eeverry single way, right?” He moaned into your ear, making your knees feel weak. With the little bit of energy you had, you moved away from him, “Whats the matter princess? Why are you walking away…you know I don’t like it when you do this” his tone was stern, almost warning you. You quickly hugged him, leaning your head against his, “I’m sorry baby…I much rather be touchy in our home and not out here.” Druig relaxed into you, wrapping his hand around you. “If you say so..let’s go home. We need to talk”

Druig brought up having a baby again, you thought you had been very clear with him but apparently not enough. This irritated you because it felt like everyone wanted the same thing but no one really cared what you wanted, making this whole situation sour. At this point he had confessed that he had been trying to use other people to help you get encouraged but it only made you more mad that he went out of his way to do this. “JUST STOP! Okay STOP! I don’t know how else to tell you. I don’t want A BABY! Please just listen to me. I have forgiven you and turned a blind eye on so many things that you have done. I deserve a say in what I want” your tears threatening to spill. Druigs nose flared, taking in sharp breaths, “Y/n….Youre making me angry. DONT make me do something I’ll regret” his knuckles turned white due to how hard he was clutching them. “Why are you like this Druig…why! YOURE always mad , always trying to control everyone and everything you see. It’s not fair. You’re a freak that’s why I don’t want anything else tying me back to you” your anger took over and you revealed your true secret. Druigs eyes went wide, already making you regret what you had said. “Youre lying” his voice was now low, trying hard to not sound hurt. “I’m not. It’s how I really feel”. This was the first time you had said something like that. You were hurt before by him and you wanted him to get a taste of his own medicine. When you tried to walk away he grabbed you, making you rip your arm away from him, “Dont…I need to be alone”.

Druig couldn’t take this disrespect anymore, throwing all his judgement and good conscious away. He grabbed you by the neck and walked to bed, slamming your body down into it. “You’ll never be alone. Not while I’m alive, you WILL carry my baby and you’ll be grateful about it. I tried so hard to be your perfect husband but as always you deny me, so you leave me no choice.” He laughed in your face, watching your horrified state. You screamed and kicked like your life depended on, but it honestly did. “Scream and fight all you want….no one can hear you but me. I’m going to fuck you raw my love. I’m going to fill you up with my cum a thousand times over until I know for a fact that you’ll be pregnant….wether you’re ready for it or not”

[actualbird]

there was only one bed trope for mc + one nxx boy at a time? wheres the challenge in that? what if theres only one bed trope and All Five Of Them are in attendance

how it happens

a series of unfortunate events leads to there being only one bed. the team have to for some reason investigate a several days long event being held at a hotel somewhere, their room bookings get Monumentally Fucked due to all the other bookings happening at the hotel thanks to the event, and when the team arrives they are told that they only have one room. hotel staff says theres no other rooms and the team dont want to make a fuss about it because theyre trying to be lowkey here so they roll with the punches and get to work and they all largely forget about it until the first night rolls around and theyre like

mc: ...

vyn: ...

artem: ...

marius: ...

luke: ...

they have all just noticed there is only one bed

there are FIVE OF THEM

sleeping arrangement negotiations night 1

all four of the boys IMMEDIATELY say that mc should take the bed because of course, of course they do. and mc is like THAT DOESNT SEEM FAIR!!! and also this is a queen size bed, somebody else can fit here. but nobody is gonna let her not sleep on it and also none of the boys want to overstep boundaries, so if shes on the bed, itll Only Be Her. the boys do not let her argue against them so she admits defeat and takes the bed and then shes like.... “how are you guys going to sleep, then?”

in the room, there is also a little sofa and an armchair. luke volunteers to just sleep on the floor and marius isnt gonna lie, he wants the sofa, but also he immediately cannot resist being a shithead and says “artem is old, he needs the back support.” and artem is like “UNPROVOKED?????” and vyn is just happy to make marius face the consequences of his words and says “artem, take the sofa. and marius, following your logic, since i’m second oldest, i’ll take the armchair.” and marius is like “WAIT....”

luke: you can join me on the floor? theres still some space next to me

marius: >:((((( fine >:(((((

and they all go to sleep

mc sleeps perfectly fine the whole night. artem wakes up with a sore leg because hes Tall and the sofa wasnt long enough for his legs so he had to sleep kinda curled up. vyn wakes up with one hell of a crick in his neck, thanks to sleeping in a chair. luke wakes up feeling fine, hes slept in worse places before, but marius is gone? what? where did marius go????

marius woke up in the middle of the night feeling a little bit like he was going to combust because guess what, luke pearce is a sleep cuddler, and marius woke up to luke just Sprawled Over Him. EXTREMELY FLUSTERED, marius leaves the floor and goes to sleep in

the tub in the bathroom

the other 4 quietly go into the bathroom, looking at marius curled up with a blanket and a pillow in the tub, still asleep

luke: wouldnt it be kind of funny if we switched on the shower to wake him up?

mc: dont you dare

marius wakes up while theyre all there and hes like WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL DOING HERE, WHY IS MY SLEEPING A SPECTATOR SPORT???? and then they all scramble to get to work for the day

sleeping arrangements night 2

mc does NOT want to take the bed tonight because as they were working today, she noticed that artem, vyn, and marius have been not so subtly stretching out their respective body parts that ACHE. so shes like “boys, i understand youre all very chivalrous, but i can survive a night not on a bed.” and she uses the same voice she uses in court. THAT! IS! ALL! the other four have been defeated and then they play rock paper scissors for who gets the bed that night while mc watches them and settles onto the sofa.

luke opts out from the rock paper scissors tournament altogether. and vyn wins. artem and marius begin to battle it out for the armchair when mc is like. “guys. another person can fit on the bed.”

artem: ...

marius: ...

artem: i’d really just rather take the floor

marius: i’d go back to the fucking bathtub

vyn: im wounded

marius, squinting: no you arent

vyn: :)

vyn gets the whole bed to himself. artem wins the armchair. marius is on the floor with luke again and this time marius builds a pillow divider between them and when marius explains why luke is like “SORRY, SORRY, I MOVE A LOT IN MY SLEEP” and marius is like “YEAH, I NOTICED” 

they all go to sleep. since mc isnt too tall, she actually sleeps pretty fine on the sofa. artem wakes up and when he stretches his neck it cracks like a glowstick. vyn slept like an angel. luke managed to, in his sleep, bust through the pillow wall and is sprawled over marius once again. marius didnt wake up this time tho, and so mc, vyn, and artem kinda sleepily look at both of them. mc is trying very, very hard tamping down on the urge to get her phone and snap a picture. 

she doesnt get the chance tho because because marius wakes up and sees them all and realizes the Position and hes like DONT YOU GUYS HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO

but thanks to his sudden movement and loud words, luke is woken up and immediately on high alert and he instinctively punches the closest thing

which happens to be. marius

the team rotate their sleeping arrangements as the rest of the nights go by, and by the time the job is done and they all head back to their respective homes, Everybody Is Hurting From Somewhere, thanks to where/how they slept. thats team building!!!!

[cynettic]

Stay with Me pt.3

Summary - You manage to escape from Scaramouche, if only for a moment before you realize there’s no escape. It only takes until you’re sitting back in your regular spot that you know what you need to do.

Pairings - Kitsune!Reader x Yan!Scaramouche

Warnings - Suggestive content, mentions of death, swearing, slight gore / blood 

A/N - Its really hard to make this depressing while I’m vibing to Rasputin. Like no joke- I have it on one of the 1 hour playlists :D

Here you’ll find -  pt.1 and pt.2

He’d left a key.

Scaramouche didnt make mistakes, not while he had you captive in the vicinity of his bedroom. He didnt have room for mistakes, not when you were watching his every movement while he was in your line of sight. 

Sure, he mightve killed a person or two in front of you, but those were necessary mistakes. There was a sign on the door, it specified not to enter. You’d understand that, right?

Thats what he thought at least, lulling himself into belief after belief that you’d be there waiting for him every time. That you’d welcome him with open arms, even if there were chains ensnaring your wrists. That you’d accept your fate at his hands and submit yourself to him.

The Balladeer was a fool.

He’d kept you there for too long, and while you searched for an easy way to escape, time sent your head spinning. Into a spiral that begged only for the wind against your face, back laying on dirt with the familiar chirping up birds waking you up in the morning.

You wanted to go outside.

And when push comes to shove, you had to risk a little more to make it happen. Lure him into bed with kisses while your hands unbuttoned his vest. But what he believed to be alluring contacts was just your way of finding the keys hidden in the back pocket of his shorts.

It wasnt hard to find the one to your cuffs while he was asleep, cuddled in your chest with both arms around your waist as if to get you to stay put. You took the key, hiding them back in his clothing and hoping he didnt notice.

He didnt say anything the next day.

You werent going to wait any longer.

“Oh for fucks sake, why won't the goddamn door open?”

The room was left in tatters behind you, a little gift for Scaramouche once he got back. Turns out a pair of chains can smash up a lot of things, and rage can be used as a great source of strength when contained for such a long time.

But you’d done more than throw the blankets around, cut up the drawers and smash open the windows. Because your fists had bled red when you punched through the glass, puncturing your skin. Your knuckles were an ugly red, bruising already.

Ah, Scaramouche deserved a much better gift.

Gruesome as it was, you rubbed your knuckles against the pale walls. Till the blood stopped coming, till there was a nice little message for the boy which you held so dearly to your heart.

‘Balladeer.’

The first time you’d found out about him being a harbinger he’d told you not to call him by that name. You weren’t someone he associated with by work, you were a treasure to him. That’s why you continued to call him as he pleased, although the temptation always arose.

You were no longer his.

Shoving the door with your hand again, palm fiddling with the handle and groaning when it hardly budged. “Stupid,” you grumbled when the knob began to loosen. Backing up, you charged with your shoulder to the door, full force as the momentum broke the hinges. The door fell down with you along with it.

It was expected, you’d been stuck in the room for a long time, and thats considering you’d sat on the ground for decades. Your body was slight numb, muscles sore and unused for so long. 

“You a-arent supposed to leave your room!”

A young man stood in the hallway along with a woman who looked relatively the same age. The two were wearing uniforms, flinching when you stood up from the debris and off the door. “Excuse me?” You asked, voice unnecessarily icy and stern. But you couldnt care less, you were going to get out of this house, damn anyone who stood in your way.

They both continued to shake when you walked towards them, staggering from side to side. The woman stepped up in front of the man, presenting a brave face. “If you leave the mansion, the harbinger will kill us all!”

“Well then I expect you should be on your way then. Actually…” you gestured to the maze of hallways. “You can lead the way.”

“What…?”

Your hand went limp to your side, an exasperated looking momentarily crossing your face before you sighed. “Im not staying trapped in that room, I’m sorry if that ruins your life, but frankly you're not the one stuck in there are you?” You took an extra step just to intimidate them, eyes wide to make the appearance of crazy. “It would be a great help if you showed me where he hid my vision too.”

“We can show you to the door…” The man began, “But the whereabouts of your vision are unknown, he wouldnt tell us something like that.”

A gift bestowed from the gods, a piece to help me thrive with my ambitions and pursue my goals.

Gone.

You really wished you’d taken to clawing out Scaramouche’s face instead, but you’d take what you got. Right now your main priority was getting out of this place, even if it meant leaving a piece of you behind.

“Door.” Your voice was raspy and there was a terrible feeling that crawled up to your throat, but you didnt have time to be emotional. “Show me where the door is… please.”

The conflict in their eyes dissipates by the time they lead you along, mumbling words between themselves. You didnt bother to try eavesdropping, you were so, so tired. You wanted to go home.

Anywhere. Anywhere but here.

It took a few minutes until you were standing in front of a grand door, almost twice the size of you and just as wide. You then began to notice the decorational plants and furniture that filled the empty space, there wasn't an inch of dust. Even though you could tell none of it was used.

“Hurry,” the man warned when you paused. “I dont know when our master is coming back, but if its soon, we’ll all be screwed.”

You couldnt feel your head as you numbly nodded, hand clenching the knob and flinging the set of doors open. “Thank you,” you merely mumbled, taking your first step out of the house in what felt like forever.

The days after that were a blur, the area around Scaramouche’s house were nothing but void. Empty and filled with forests and vast plains. You knew he didnt like people or socializing in general, but to this extent?

Your only option was to run.

Let your feet take you somewhere, anywhere. It was a constant pattern of running and taking breaks, leaning on a tree and gasping in a few breaths before you were again scurrying through the forest. 

And yet you felt better than you’d felt in past months that you’d been stuck with Scaramouche.

Food became any boar you came across, the claws you’d spent so long hiding with Scaramouche coming to unleash a wrath beyond your comprehension. Till the animal was cut to shreds and no meat was left even to eat. You’d slaughtered it, without intention to eat or benefit for it, you’d killed it just to kill.

“I’m sorry,” you’d sobbed into the ground where you’d buried the harmless animal. Forehead pressed into the dirt as you pleaded for forgiveness to whatever archons would accept it. You couldn't even remember what archons you were supposed to pray to. “Forgive me- forgive me…”

But eventually you found your way around to somewhere you knew. Territory of Inazuma where you could find your way back, back home.

Where was home?

You’d been on the run from the vision hunt decree, abandoning your post for the Kitsune Saiguu for such a thing. Even now that you could return without a vision and as no threat under the decree…

You’d sacrificed everything for your vision.

Where were you to go now…?

Rain patted down, the trees providing only a slight cover as stray drops fell into your matted dirty hair. You didnt mind, it hid the tears that slid down your lifeless face, feet taking you into the far meadows of your hometown. Till you plopped down underneath a tree, knees curled to your chest and arms hugging them close. You were crying.

You were home.

____________________

“Awh,” a ginger haired murmured, elbow resting on the cool wood of the tabletop. “Is little Mouchie sad? I heard your kitty cat escaped~”

A death wish, even fatui that idly minded themselves around the bar knew it. Sipping cold drinks and swirling their cups, the soft chatter was nothing but a distraction from the main course of events. That being the smaller Harbinger who sat sulking in his seat, hunched over with a drink in hand. He’d drank far more than what was on the counter, but everytime he finished a glass, he’d smash it on the ground, watching the fragile glass shatter into pieces.

“I dont have a cat,'' was his only response, tone daring Childe to pursue further. To give him a reason to start throwing the glass in his face instead.

And Childe was an idiot when it came to challenging someone.

“No cat?” The rest of the drink in the taller harbinger’s glass was gone when he threw his head back. “Hmmm, I cant think of what else could’ve had you so enraptured in returning home then~!”

Scaramouche didnt respond, uneven bangs shadowing the bags under his eyes. “Stronger,” he said instead, elbow on the counter and hand outstretched for something. When there was no movement from the man managing the wine, the harbinger looked up. “I need something stronger to drink,” he repeated, voice seething.

“Of c-course!”

The glass was nestled in Scaramouche’s palm in no time, fingers curling around the circular form to down it in seconds. The drink merely slid down his throat in one movement, alcohol burning his senses. It didn’t matter, he was numbed by the growing rage inside of him.

Finally, he turned to the ginger haired boy, eyes hazily dancing along the counter till it reached his fingertips. Up his hand and along his arm, till Scaramouche was staring right into Childe’s eyes. “They escaped,” he admitted softly. “But it’s alright, because I sent something that’ll bring them back.”

Childe paused, raising his drink up away from his lips to pose a question. Hesitation danced along his features before he brought the glass back, he’d rather not provoke the shorter male any further. Wasn’t like he could interfere anyway.

____________________

“That… that…” 

It was preposterous, having returned to that same spot for a day or two and heading back to the hometown you’d once lived in. The one Scaramouche had lived in. There shouldn’t have been an issue, you were solely gathering supplies for the sake of it, ambition driving you to travel far far away.

Out of Inazuma.

It was your new beginning, convincing yourself that you didn't need a vision. Finding some sort of purpose before Scaramouche shattered the vision and your life along with it. You’d seen how people had reacted when it had been ingrained in the statue, neutralized and broken. They lost hope, purpose and aspirations for anything new.

It’s not like the Raiden Shogun took my vision.

But you’d taken that fact for granted, expecting some sort of new start without Scaramouche. A victory, getting away from him just for a split second and getting out of Inazuma altogether, you’d never see him again.

Until you got his message.

“How the hell…” You crushed the note until it was just crumbled paper in your hand, slowly leaning on the stone wall. “Piece of shit… what kind of person even…” 

Not only did he manage to find you, but without making his presence known, he’d tugged at your one weakness with an ease that had you down on your knees.

You threw the paper to the ground, deliberate as you stared past the alleyway. Pensive as you considered your options. Damn, what options did you even have? You’d been an idiot to underestimate Scaramouche, he wasn’t a child, you knew that… but archons he seemed like one when he was with you. Shown you a vulnerability he wanted only you to see. But maybe that had been part of his plan all along, until all you believed was his soft demeanor.

He may act like a child, but he’s a harbinger.

You stared down at the crumbled piece of paper in disgust.

Not only that, but he has no regard for human life.

Either way, you’d lived decades more than him. You could face him, you would present yourself to him just as he expected you to. Even when everything in you rejected the idea, sobbed at the thought of returning to that house, those chains. Being locked up and confined only for the purpose of coddling a small boy, a selfish boy, a cruel boy. 

Deep breath in, deep breath out.

You’d figure out a way, and this time you wouldn’t rule out the option of his death.

———————

Oh darling Y/n, how have you been?

I hope this letter reaches you rather soon, we both have much to discuss, no? About me, about you, and much more. You see, I’ve taken up quite a distaste to your little friends. Stone statues in Inazuma as small as Kitsunes truly hold no purpose, what will they do, come back to life? Haha, I should think not. I’ve already arranged to have them demolished, who knows what kind of material they might possess. Ah, and of course I’d show you the finishing product, unless you’re willing to come and have a chat with me once more? Under the Sakura tree like we used to, you’ve waited years, I believe you can wait for me?

I hope this letter reaches you in best interests. I’m always looking out for you after all.

Sincerely, your Balladeer

——————

It was raining.

Beautiful weather as you lay sitting there, feet crossed and tucked in the same you’d often do. After all, there was no need to fear the vision hunt decree or the Raiden Shogun. Let them come, let them take care of you before Scaramouche did.

You werent cold, not when the cold drops dampened your clothing, slipping down the length of your spine and drenching your face. Despite having lived in a luxury residency for such a long time, this was where you were most comfortable, enduring whatever the weather had for you, taking it with a smile. Because you were waiting…

The Kitsune Saiguu was a distant memory.

You were waiting for Scaramouche, the young boy that often bound into the field in lengthy strides, childlike wonder in his eyes. The one who’d cried when the other kids pushed him away, the one that just wanted to be praised. You’d held him in your arms, and now, even knowing the results, you wouldnt have done differently.

He was just a boy.

Just a boy when he joined the fatui, looking for praise that he was given. He created chaos and bellowed orders with a cruelty that was highly looked upon. Told that he was doing well, so he continued to do so.

He’s just a boy.

You wished you’d held him in your arms, if not only for a tad longer. Shield him away from the wrongness of the world, if only for one last time.

Banishing away your hatred for him was hard.

But you found it under the tree, rain soon dimming down to a clouded cold breeze that swept through the meadow. You’d hated him while stuck in the mansion, but you could now see it from a larger point of view. What he did was wrong of course, but you could remember him so vividly now. His small form giggling, tiny arms around your neck. 

“Play with me!”

Was it your fault?

For not holding him tighter? For trying to rectify his bad doings and teach him what was wrong and right? Maybe if your grip was firmer, if you’d spoken to him about the warmth he’d given you that day when playing cards...

“Lazy ass.”

Burying down that pile of worry and insecurities, you took a deep breath in to relax. The edge of your lip perked up, only slightly. “Still terrible with your social skills arent you?”

Slowly securing a dry space under the three with you, Scaramouche sat down. His features were the same ones you’d grown accustomed to at his mansion. Rich clothes, sharp eyes, and the baby face that refused to go away. His movements were soft as he pulled out a deck of cards. The two of you didnt speak as he distributed them between you both. It was tense… no, it felt too much like the warmth form long ago to be tense. You only wished the situation to be different.

“I love you.”

But you could only offer a bitter smile to his words. “I love my vision,” you replied. “I love the Kitsune Saiguu, and I love my friends.”

His touch was gentle when his fingers came to gently cradle your cheek. Holding your face dearly as he peered into your eyes, his were soft. Different from the cruelty he held within, the hatred that burned and destruction that seeked to explode.

You saw a little boy.

Your hand came to press his hand further against your cheek, till you slid his palm to your lips. He appeared so calm when you pressed the first kiss, lips tracing the lines along his palm with all the care in the world.

But you needed to change your view, see him as the man he now was. As the man he had become.

“I love you,” he repeated, and you let go of his hand. It fell limp by his side, cards all but forgotten. There was a much more pressing matter at hand, because you truly needed to see him as he was.

It was necessary if you planned to kill him.

[kelzhell]

rest with me, darling.

Arataki Itto smut <3

summary - u and itto are enemies. sworn enemies who also happen to be forced to work together. Once arriving in the room ^gasp^ heated arguement and blah blah blah yeah u get it.

HI!!!! It’s not my first time writing smut but it is my first time writing on tumblr so bare with me LOL. this will be female reader! I’ll be making a male reader after :3

⚠️warnings⚠️ nsfw (duh), praising/degrading, oral (receiving), dom arataki itto,, sub reader ! angry sex??!?!?! (I dont think its angry sex anymore cus i got carried aaay with the pet names LOL)

“-and lastly Arataki Itto and [ur name] will be dispatched to the last division. You guys will be staying at the Watatsumi Islanders Residence (idfk lets pretend theres hotels in watatsumi island LOL) Now. Everyone, go to where you’re needed. NOW! Glory to the shogun!” Everybody ran out except…..me and itto. “So, shall we go?” I jumped. His voice is so……nice and deep….and for what????? I sighed, clearly annoyed i was paired with itto, nodded then left.

Once arriving to Watatsumi Island I immediately stopped in my tracks to take in the view. “Holy….” I said to myself. Everything was so welcoming. Too much….colour for me to handle. I looked over at itto who also stopped in his tracks to take in the view. We were both in shock at how perfect everything is. We glanced at each other and set off for the hotel so we can put our things down.

“Damn……” we said in sync. Even the hotel was beautiful. I ran up to the window sill immediately greeted with the view of Sangonomiya’s headquarters. I could feel itto walk up behind me and check the view too. *was he always this tall?????* i thought. *He towered over me, i could feel him breathe right behind me. It felt……comforting? No. It’s just my brain. I need a nap* I pushed him out of the way walking to my bed and started to slowly fall asleep…..until- “AHEM……” *jesus CHRIST. That scared me.* “what.” I responded. “Don’t you think we should be doing our job? We aren’t here for a fun little vacation where we can rest and sleep. We need to do our job. For the shogu-” “no.” I cut him off. “If i want to rest, i’ll rest! And besides. We’re here for a whole TWO WEEKS. Thats plenty of time to do our job and honour the shogun. But for now? I would like to re-” “No.” and now HE cut me off. “We have alot to do. First we have to-~-~~~-~” his voice faded. Finally peace and quie-“HEY. Wake up! I’m talking aren’t I?? How dare you fall asleep to your superior?” I opened my eyes, CLEARLY annoyed. *First of all we’re the same level, since when was he my superior? Second…….why have i not responded yet…i’m just…..blankly staring..am i.. liking this?* I sat up while he continued to yell at me. He stopped ranting about how i was so annoying and why i shouldn’t be his partner or whatever to look me straight in the eyes. It was clear that my head was…blank. Just a little goldfish swimming around in there. He grabbed my chin which made me comeback to my senses. “Are you even listening?” We both stared at each other for a second. Our faces becoming closer and closer. His face becoming red while mine was burning up. We were thinking the same thing huh.

“Can..i?” He asked. I nodded. Closing the gap between us we kissed. He pulled away, clearly flustered. I don’t know what i was thinking but i kissed him again, this time though, more passionate, more aggressive. Of course. I was still mad at him, he was still mad at me but is this how we’re gonna show it ….? because i sure hope it is.

“Strip.” I immediately got up and stripped right in front of him, while he did the same. He was so…….big. Would he even fit..? Your lips dried up and it seems he caught you staring. He chuckled “take a picture, it’ll last longer.” That smirk. That goddamn smirk. He turned around, pushing you on the bed and pinning you down. One hand right beside your head, the other……..down there. “Now i’m sure right after this you’ll listen to me. Won’t you? Darling?” His fingers rubbed extremely slow around my folds. “Answer.” “y-yes sir!” I stuttered. “Good girl.” His fingers pushed inside really quickly. I gasped one hand gripping the sheets, the other on his arm. “heh, easy now.”

He was going so quickly, i was seeing stars. He touched my g-spot and he noticed. He started going faster at the specific spot. Even lifted my leg up on his shoulder to reach it better. This felt so good, i feel like im on cloud 9. He’s so good at this …. and for what. I felt a feeling in my lower stomach. “s-shit! Itto i’m!” He stopped. I panted. “Not so fast darling. You haven’t felt all of me yet. And besides this is what you get for earlier.” *so much for “we need to do our job for the shogun”* you thought. He turned you so your head was backed against the headboard. He grabbed the headboard and glanced at me to continue. I was scared hence the length but i gave the nod of approval and immediately moaned as i was correct. He was huge and he barely fit.

He groaned breathing heavily. “Fuck.” He said under his breath then chuckled. “Think you can handle more darling?” He started to move. In and out and in and out. It felt so good. Yet he was going oh so slowly. “You don’t like it when i tease you like this huh babe?” All i could make out was a whine and “please itto, faster..i can’t!” I choked. “As you wish princess.” He started going at an inhumain speed and it felt so good. “Oh look at you. Like a little whore under me. You like this don’t you huh? Or do you want me to go faster? Do you like that? Huh? Answer!” “Y-yes itto!”

His thrusts were getting slower and that familiar feeling in my stomach came back. “Itto i- i’m close!” “I am too.” Pleasure came across the both of us as I tightened and came around his dick which was so deep inside me as he moaned my name loudly and came inside me. His dick continued to pulse inside me as he fell down on my chest. He stood up and said “i’ll get us cleaned.”

When we were finished cleaning up he layed down beside me. It was only……6pm? We did get here pretty early. “Now what about that for the shogun stuff?” I teased. He hugged me from behind then said. “Fine. Maybe we will take our time. But for now, rest with me darling.”

PLEASE i think i got a lil too carried away HAH 🥲🥲 anyways yeah requests r open!!

i will NOT write smut of:

pedofile like ships or anything of the sort proshipping siblings Minor coded characters things i personally feel uncomfy with

other than that i’ll write anything unless specified otherwise lol i hope u enjoyed <3