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How long is Forever? - Harry Hook x daughter of alice in wonderland

Headcanons but the longer version of this post:

a/n: this is based more on tim burtons aiw adaptation as it is the only one that i know, and i might have misremembered some of the story/ characters so i apologize if its inaccurate to wonderland or its characters in any way. I got way to invested in creating the character and story and almost forgot that that wasnt the point. At some point i think the character just completely changes and i low key hate it. Im really bad at writing headcannons instead of full fledged fics.

Trigger warnings: fighting, she /her pronouns used, slight angst toward the end but happy ending, not proofread

-being alices daughter you are considered kind of weird by the aks, (think luna lovegood), you are kind of dreamy and constantly in your own thoughts but you still have a very strong own opinion on everything. You say what you think even if others might not like that. 

-You also have a very different sense of style than most girls in auradon. You played alot with different colours and textures always looking slightly crazy (you took inspiration from your godfather, the mad hatter). Your blonde hair was cut to a short messy bob with short bangs, and always changing coloured streaks throughout.

-you dont have the same view of good and bad as most others , and you dont think the vks should be judged by what their parents did and immediately try to befriend them and continuesly defend them

-when mal runs away to the isle you insist on joining the other vks and ben, as you do well in new and different invironments and later because you are an incredible sword fighter, your mother having thought you all she knows, just in case you ever needed to fight a jabberwookie type beast yourself.

-Due to your personal style not being very auradon, you didnt really have to disguise as much as ben when going to the isle. 

-On the isle you felt surprisingly comfortable, as you liked the weird and almost liminal athmosphere that it had 

-the first time you met harry was right after bens kidnapping, when harry came to tell you all about it.

-Harry has this theatrical almost a little eccentric way of talking and moving, which intruiged you pretty quickly. Of course , You didnt like or trust him, he did just kidnap one of your best friends, but you were intruiged non the less.

"And who is this little lassy?"

You told him your name with a glint of interest and mischif in your eyes. "Daughter of Alice in Wonderland."

"How interesting."

"I was just thinking the same thing. Whats your Name?"

"Harry Hook." He introduced himself with adramatic bow, before making fun of jay and barking at carlos.

- The other three had watched the interaction in confusion and wonder. They knew you were a little odd but seeming this confortable with harry after knowing what he did to ben?

"What was that?!" 

"What?" 

"Dont be nice to hook! He just kidnapped your best friend!"

"yea.. But he is quite interesting." And as an afterthougt: "and kind of pretty dont you think?"

"NO! Concentrate please. He is the enemie alright?!"

"Yea whatever, lets go tell mal about this shit."

-You go with Mal and evie to see dizzy, and instantly get along.

-Later while Mal and Uma are talking (singing), you cant help your eyes from glancing over at harry every few seconds. He did look good, with his red coat, the old silver jook on his left hand, and the messy black eyeshadow around his striking blue eyes.

"He is really beutiful dont you think?" That question was mostly directed towards evie who just shot you a dissapproving look. "I'm just saying. purely aesthetically."

-You simply shrugged and watched the situation continue to unfold, swordhand on the hilt of your sword at your side. When the fight breaks out you stand against harry. For better of for forse.

"Hello Pretty boy." You raise you swordand get into a defensive position.

"Wonderland girl."

-You kept making little comments about his looks and his sword fighting which he of course returned in his own flirty way. You quite enjoyed going back and forth like that. Witty comments, smirks and flirty smiles, and fighting more for show at this point instead of actually trying to beat each other. Trying to make this surprisingly pleasant moment last as long as possible.

-until you heard an urgend shout of your name from Mal.

"Sorry in advance." In a quick movement you snatched harrys hook and threw it down into the water. Before a shoked Harry can jump after it you catch his arm and talk to him in a slightly hushed voice.

"I really hope this wasnt our last meeting pretty boy." Before running off with the others.

-You dont see each other again until Audrey turns evil, but you do still think about harry. Is it stupid considering you met like twice and he was you enemy? Yea. Did you care? not really. He was georgeous, funny, good with a sword. Your dream guy. Except for the fact that he was supposedly your enemy. but then again when had you ever cared about that kinda stuff.

-His black lined blue piercing eyes were burned into your brain.

-In the six months until you saw him again you had become mal and bens unofficial bodyguard, spening most of your time with them or with evie, your sword has taken permanent residence at your side, only taking it of to sleep or shower and even then it was always in grabbing distance. Mals paranoia about uma had actually started to get to you.

-You are at evies house when audrey shows up and spells mal. You join them in going back to the isle to retrieve hades ember.

-When your bikes get stolen you cant help but smile at the sight. Yea its shitty but he is still beautiful.

"Pretty boy!"

He drawls you name in his scottish accent and you mentally swoon.

"Thats my bike!"

"Oh yea? Come and get it back then." Before driving of.

-You run after them (except mal and celia ofc),and at one point you split upbecause the boys on the bikes did so. You follow harry and when the others are out of sight he slows to a stop. You catch up to him with a grin.

"Nice to see you again Hook. I was hoping we would meet again."

"I was too Lassie."

-The next 10-ish minutes are filled with flirty banter and tales of what happened in the last six months. It felt like you've known each other for years (as clichee as that sounds). 

-You almost forgot why you were there until you heard jay shouting your name.

"Where are you, Mal got the thing come on."

You quickly turn to Harry again.

"Go! Before they see you and make it a whole thing."

"What bout your bike?"

"Keep it pretty boy, i doubt the others got theirs back so it would be weird if i did."

With a last sly grin harry leans towards you "I will see you again very soon." 

Before you could question what 'very soon' meant, he had already driven of. 

Just in time because Jay and the others turned the corner behind you.

"There you are! What are you doing? come on!"

"Sorry. Was chasing after the bike." You Give them a small smile before walking past them. "You coming?"

-To say you were surprised when harry and gil jumped through the barries after them would be an understatement.

"Pretty boy?!"

"'ello Darling. we're just coming for a wee visit" 

-You tried , just like evie, to get the two groups to work together. Harry mostly walked next to you or Uma. At some point you hung back so he culd walk in between you and doesnt have to kep switching. He caught up with uma but still kept the constant flirts towards you up.

-Everyone was really confused on why you two seemed so good and almost comfortable around each other, not to mention the flirting. Evie was the only one who knew of your little crush so she send you a few knowing smirks.

-During the knight fight you and harry fought as a team. Incedibly well might i say. 

-You were somewhat enthusiastic about evies icebreaker idea, enjoying the idea that the two groups could finally work together.

"Harry great accent."

"Shes right. It is a good accent."

-The flirting just wouldnt stop, comments thrown at each other, bumping shoulders while walking, even brushing your hands against each others on occasion. You had joined the boys in looking for ben.

"To make sure jay and harry dont kill each other."

-Gil doing the icebreaker and bonding with jay. 

meanwhile you and harry in the background:

"We should do that icebreaker pretty boy."

"oh yea?"

"Yea. You've got really pretty eyes."

"And you are really good with a sword lass." His hook just slightly gracing your cheek before something in gil and jays conversation sparks his interest.

-When finding ben you had immediately pushed harry behind you and unsheathed your sword out of instinct. Jay has to pull both of you out of bens way because both of you got distrcated by how close you were standing to each other. After making sure ben was alright you made sure harry was too.

(instead of flirting with jane he flirts with you)

"Well well well, thank you for trying to protect me there darling." The hook was under you chin this time.

"No problem pretty boy." You smirk back.

Ben had his little freak out. Jay and carlos had one too for slightly different reasons.

"when did this happen? you and hook?"

You just shrugged and started walking off.

The boys just looked at eachother thouroghly confused.

-After everyone reuniting and you secretely updating evie on the harry situation you all made your way to fairy cottage. When you found chad you had to half hide in harrys shoulder to hide your laughter because god was it good to see chad taken down a few pecks like that.

-Then Mal dropped the bomb. Closing the barrier forever. You couldnt believe it. You were always a firm believer in the vk programm. And you had honestly hoped that even if harry etc were send back, they would get out someday, or you might go visit them. You considered them freinds at that point. But now that wasnt possible.  You tried to comfort harry and uma in some way but it was to no avail.

"Im so sorry you guys... I didnt know." You had tears in your eyes yourself.

"Dont worry about it Darling. Its nae your fault." Placing his hand, his actual hand, on your cheek for a second, to wipe away the tear that had fallen. Before he walked of with uma.

"Harry....."

Mal was shocked to see your tears at the fact that harry was leaving. she had absolutely no idea this was a thing. It wasnt really. you didnt have enough time for it to actually become a thing. You watched harry and uma leave before evie walked up to you to hug you. 

She talked to mal but you didnt want to listen.

suddenly there was a bright light before it went dark for a bit. When you came to again, Mal was gone. It didnt take you guys long to piece together what must have happened. so you went to find mal.

-You and harry were both incredibly relieved to see that the other was okay. *cue big hug and an almost kiss that turned into a kind of awkward cheek kiss before another hug * 

-Harry announcing that he is actually going back to the isle felt like another punch in the gut. Again that sounds dumb considereing how little you actually knew each other but you didnt care. 

-Harry and you talked before he left. He gave you one of his rings "so you wont forget me darling". So you give him one of yours "then dont you forget me either". *cue more crying and hugs, between all of you *

-Mal announcing that the barrier will be taken down during the engagement party was the best thing that couldve happened to you at that point.

"Looks like you get a chance with your pretty boy after all." Evie.

Uma to harry on the isle: "Now you can get your pretty girl, pretty boy." While bumbing his shoulder.

As soon as you could spot eachother on the bridge you ran into each others arms.

-Kith

-like a lot of em

-Your friends from both sides were incredibly happy for both of you.

[paigegonerogue]

TLOU s2 first look (in video form) came out, and HOLY FUCK IT’S INCREDIBLE!! But you guys know me… you know how I am… let’s analyze this sucker.

Spoiler for tlou part 2

Other than the amazing dialogue and acting here, this scene thrills me because now we know we get at least a little more time with Joel. Thanks, Craig❤️

I’ve seen people say it could be therapy, which I love, but it’s also possible it could just be a normal conversation. Either way, I can’t wait!

Onto the next shot!

The “the tattoo looks bad!” People are sweating lol This looks AMAZING!! The scarring makeup is so well done! But ALSO did someone say shallow depth of field?? No?? Okay we’ll screw me I guess. Also, IT’S THE MOTH AGHHHHHH

Beutiful recreated shot. The shallow depth of field is gorgeous, and the lights… it’s just beutiful!

First thing’s first…

👏BELLA👏FUCKING👏RAMSEY👏 …holy shit.

It’s possible that the person holding onto Ellie’s shoulder is Maria, since if you turn your brightness up you can kinda see her side-shave hairstyle.

I have two theories for this: 1, this is right after the chemical burn? Or 2, this is after Joel dies? I could be totally wrong, though.

The guy in the background doesn’t look familiar to me, and none of the main cast have beards like that. I think he’s a new character, probably just a small role as a doctor.

ALSO DID SOMEONE SAY SHALLOW DEPTH OF—

This is definitely Jackson. You can see that the gates are the same as Jackson’s from ep 6.

And I’m fairly sure that it’s an infected horde, since none of them seem to have guns or weapons.

FUCK YES. LET’S FUCKING GO.

(No analysis here. Just hype.)

Definetly Seraphites, probably from the iconic forest scene. Looks great, love the lighting here.

First look at Dina!! Woo!!

Ellie has an assault rifle, and I think she might be on some rafters here, judging by the metal and because she’s definitely above ground level.

Gorgeous landscape shot, probably around the Jackson area.

JEFRREY WRIGHT RAHHHHHHHHH I don’t believe there’s a fight in the kitchen with Isaac in tlou part 2 (correct me if I’m wrong, but I definitely don’t think so?). He could be fighting Ellie here, which would probably be triggering for her (bad memories of guys fighting her in kitchens)

Firstly, KAITLYN LOOKS SO GOOD WOOHOO!!! Secondly, awesome recreated shot.

Not 100% sure, but could this be Tommy and Ellie? The first person looks like Tommy, with the longer dark hair and jacket. And the second person has the same color jacket that Ellie was wearing in the first look, and seems smaller than Tommy, which would also line up.

Awesome shot! I bet this is in the tunnels, especially since the shot after you see an infected slam against the doors.

Anyway, those are all my observations for now! This was the best 20 seconds of my day, and I’m so UNBELIEVABLY hyped!!

[blueishspace]

The Watchers court case 2 p4

BigB: Is everyone back?

Martyn: Yeah.

BigB: Oh! Good.

Pearl: Tubbo? You can call the next witness mate.

Tubbo: Alright m'am.

XD: Who are you going to call now, another one of your friends.

Tubbo: Not really, I call Kristin to the witness stand!

XD: Wait, what?

Kristin: Oh hello there Toby.

Tubbo: Hi miss Death!

Kristin: How's your mother doing? It's bern a while since I've talked to Ianite.

Tubbo: Oh! She's doing great! Her and the Captain are-

XD: H-hello death.

Kristin: XD.

XD: You look...beutiful today? Did your hair...lose weight?

Kristin: ... So, Toby, why did you call for me?

Tubbo: I'm proe- per... I'm the prosecution against XD!

Kristin: Oh, I see. You called me because of the Limbo situation?

Tubbo: Y-yeah!

Kristin: Sure, I'll tell you what I can. Judges, may I have some tea?

Pearl: Of course lady Death.

Kristin: Thank you dear. *She takes out a bottle of alchol and pours it in the tea* ... ...What, do you know how tiring the afterlife is to run?

Tubbo: So, you run all the afterlives?

Kristin: Most of them yes, multiple universes.

Tubbo: And what about ours.

Kristin: Yes and no. Theoretically yes. *Sip* However XD had a plan to create a Limbo and I let him make one, unfortunately I'm not able to see into it.

Tubbo: And what were the conditions?

Kristin: That after a few years the souls ne sent back to me to go to the true afterlife for one. And that it did not punish or reward souls as the judgement comes to me.

Tubbo: ... So would a torture domain that warp times so people are stuck for decades would be infringing on the contract between you two?

Kristin: ... It surely would. Do you know of something like that XD?

XD: What? Me? No! No no no-

Tubbo: I call to the stand Ghostbur, Ranboo, Glatt and Tommy!

Kristin: Oh? More people? Why?

Tommy: Kristin?

Ghostbur: Hi mom!

Kristin: Hello dears.

Glatt: Wow, you summoned me here? I'm shocked.

Tubbo: It's not for long. I just want you to explain your Limbos to Kristin.

Ghostbur: Oh ... It's dark...and cold and humid. It's a train station but it's so cold... and theres a bad smell...

Tommy: It was nothing. Just. Blackness everywhere. Nothing to touch. Or hear. Or i don't fucking know, taste? I hate whoever created it.

Tubbo: It's that guy. *Points to XD*

Tommy: ...You fucking prick, why?!??

Glatt: Mine was a gymn. The guy that died for being unhealthy is sent to a gym ah ah ah, hilarious.

Ranboo: ... Water... I was in a small island surrounded by water could only stay still to avoid getting wet, couldn't sit...or lie down... I'm part enderman so I get hurt by water.

Kristin: ...

XD: It's not what it looks like?

Kristin: You'll need to pray to the judges to send you somewhere where I can't find you.

*XD gulps*

Kristin: Tubbo?

Tubbo: Yeah, miss Death?

Kristin: Call me Kristin please, and thank you for letting me know of this.

Tubbo: Of course Kristin!

Kristin: I'll give you a gift. Ranboo?

Ranboo: Y-yeah?

Kristin: Once you are sent back you'll find yourself back in the overworld.

Tubbo: Wait really??

Ranboo: U-uh! Thank you Miss Lady Death m'am!

Kristin: Now, I'll take my leave.

Grian: Yes, of course.

*The witnesses disappear*

Martyn: So... do the jurors have their decision?

*in the jury*

Sapphire: ... Guilty.

Mianite: Clearly guilty.

Monika: It's been definitely guilty since the halfway point.

Madoka: I hate to point fingers but yeah... Guilty.

Aphmau: Super Guilty.

Martyn: That was almost as fast as last time...wow. Then, judges?

Grian: Normally replacing gods is nearly impossible, XD's domain includes however only the dream smp server. I sentence XD to being stripped of his divinity and for it to be divided between Callhan and Foolish.

BigB: I sentence him with 100 years in my domain to make up for the limbo situation as well as an additional 300... Make it 350 years of community service afterwards.

Jimmy: Your domain being? For the record and all.

BigB: The backrooms, you must have heard of them.

Pearl: I sentence him to mandatory therapy to last until further notice.

XD: Oh that's not too bad-

Pearl: And to be stack for 1 hour in a room with lady Kristin.

XD: Wait no no no no! Please no!

*XD is dragged away*

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[drghostwrite]

Always You pt.2

Pairing: Larissa Weems x wife!reader

Summary: Read pt.1 for some background but basically reader and Larissa are finally married and they want a baby so the steamy shower turns into something more and they later get a very life "shifting" surprise.

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You had packed up your things and started to head out of your office, you quickly stopped though checking your appearance in the mirror. You were teaching in one of the many atriums of the school today, it was in an older part of the school, less travled now. But the levels used to be filled with footsteps and gossip of students, now the levels were overgrown with beutiful vines that hung towards the floor the window on top still intact allowing for golden rays to seep down in and beautiful arrays of colorful flowers reached towards the sunlight. You were teaching on architecture and nature, Life Imitates Art and so this was the best spot, though it was a hike so you opted for some ripped jeans a long-sleeve henley, your curls were pulled up in a loose messy bun and your coordinating headband held the extras in perfect placement, you looked in the mirror approving and left locking your office behind you.

You felt your phone buzz in your back pocket and raised your wrist to see a text from Larissa, Hey I hope you don't mind if I come in a little later, kind of dealing with something.

You quickly replied and then decided that you would just stop by her office, you saw the large doors cracked and slipped inside hearing her voice filtering through the cracked door, when you stepped in your saw three other teachers in the room surrounding her desk and heard Larissa talking to them, before raising her voice and shooing them away with the swipe of her hand. You hated seeing her being made a spectacle like that, dealing with and being criticized for someone else wrong doing it made your heart race and blood boil, you knew she could handle herself and yet it made the gold swirl in your eyes flow stronger. She made eye contact with you and you stepped to the side, watching as the other teachers stormed out of the room in defeat.

You slowly approached her desk setting down at the corner facing her and watching as she massaged her temples, "What is it with some people?"

"What's going on baby?" you said stepping up behind her and massaging the tensed muscles.

"Some of these teachers think that we should be living in fear the old way, and towns people think we should be kept hidden, they're helping each others case while fighting for two different causes."

"I that why we were having a sacrificial coven meeting around your desk?" you chuckled, she let a side smirk slip by.

"So you saw that?"

"Mmhmm."

"Yea, some or the older teachers think that just because I'm newer that they own me and I'll do whatever they say."

"Mm, well tell them to bad. I licked it first so It's already mine." you said whispering into her ear and swiping your tongue over the pulse point of her neck.

She quickly crossed her legs and sat up a little straighter, you knew what you were doing, but you weren’t done yet. You reached up and let your hair down the gorgeous long curls falling over your shoulders, you took your headband off and ran your hands through your hair massaging your scalp, to you it was minor but Larissa loved your hair down, she loved to play with it and when in bed she loved rubbing her hands through it knowing that she’s the one that makes it a perfect mess. You let it fall around both of you and heard her intake a long breath.

“Mmm looks like someone might need a little work out later, looking a little tense there love.”

“Darling I… um….”

“Words baby words.” You said as she turned looking into your hooded eyes your signature smirk on your lips as she looked on wide eyed and gentle. She leaned up kissing you slowly rising from her chair to tower over you, you stood pretty tall for most women but next to Larissa you were shorter. She picked you up sliding you into her desk but you placed a hand on her chest breathing already heavy.

“Not here…Larissa not here.”

“But… it wouldn’t be the first time.” She smirked thinking back.

“Mmmm… I want it to be different I wanna try something new.”

“Wait like…” she gave you a questioning but excited look. You slowly shook your head yes.

“Are we going to try for a baby?”

”Why not, I told you once you out a ring on it and it’s been a year.” You met her eyes filled with excitement and the grin on her perfect red tinted lips.

“In that case.”

it wasn’t long before all her things were packed up and she was practically dragging you to the car and speeding ti get home, and your wife never sped that was your area of expertise. You made it into the door of the house and she quickly pulled you upstairs.

“Larissa hold on love I’ve been working in the old building all day and I need to shower.”

“Darling… please.” She pouted.

You gave her your look rolling your eyes and continued to the master bath, you put a little extra swag in your hips, you knew she couldn’t wait she was to excited. Did you need a shower yes, did you want to shower also yes but the intention was not to do it alone. Larissa stayed in your room warring with herself, she heard the water come on and the door softly thud closed, she waited not two minutes before deciding to join you stripping on her way to the bathroom, slowly closing the door behind her and getting in the shower.

“I knew it wouldn’t take long.”

“Mmm cause you know me so we’ll.” she said placing kisses on your shoulders and neck, she ghosts over your scars running delicate fingers over the ones on your side that ran from you me rubs down to your hip it was a sweet spot for you somewhere that you were always scared of people seeing but to her it was art and she loved reminding you.

“Well I am your wife after all.” She turned you in her arms standing over you but bending down to kiss down the front of you, placing kisses on your lips before she went to your neck and then breasts, then back up. You felt her hands traveling down your body as you explored hers, her fingers wrapped around the back of your thighs and hoisted you up pressing you against the wall.

“Indeed you are…” she smirked down ant you, “and now my beautiful wife is also going to be the mother of my children, because I’m gonna put a baby in you.”

“You sure about that?”

She let out a low laugh her eyes filled with lust, usually it was you who dominated rarely did you see this side of her but tonight was a whole different story. You were excited this was something new for both of you and it excited you to your core, you could feel yourself dripping for her, ready for whatever she was going to do to you. She leaned in close, “are you ready baby?”

You shook your head in response and that’s when you felt it the extra appendage that was never there before, pressed against your belly as she had you lifted and wrapped around her waist against the shower wall, the steam and water enveloping your bodies. You met her eyes knowing how sensitive she was, “are you sure about this?”

“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life, Y/N I wanna get you pregnant, I wanna watch you grow and have our baby, and then raise it together and have a bunch of mini me’s running around.”

You swallowed hard, you weren’t sure you could get any wetter but you just did.

“let’s start with one.” You said kissing her lips.

“see now that I can do.” She said you could feel her sick pressing against you and felt as she too her hand guiding it into you, she gave you both time to adjust before she slowly started moving her hips. You had your head thrown back agains the shower wall her lips leaving marks along you neck and collarbones that you’d have to cover in the morning, her hands gripped onto the back of your thighs before one arms snaked around your back, she thrusted harder and faster pulling moans out of you.

“Oh God… babe, oh god I’m gonna…” you loaned as you got closer to letting loose.

“it’s okay love I’m right here, I got you.” You loaned out again feeling her twitch inside you, you knew she was close. She held you close and got faster the closer you both got.

“God Y/N I wanna put a baby in you.” With that the rubber band snapped she let out one final moan as you gasped feeling the release. Your breathing still labored she let you down, you finished showering and made your way out to the bed, you continued through the night until neither could take anymore.

———time jump———

three weeks later and you were teaching a magic class, this was on elements and how they aid in your skills whether you can control them or not, you had felt off during the day and so a colleague took your last three lectures and you went home. Larissa caught wind and was by your side as soon as the day was done.

the next morning you were still feeling off and startled Larissa by a jolt in the morning with you running to the bathroom to throw up your guts. You felt better but decided to take the day off as to not risk the students health, Larissa decided she would take a half day and come home in the afternoon. While you were lounging in your downstairs living room you got and idea, quickly running out and picking up some pregnancy tests, you took them before Larissa got home but decided to wait to look until she got there, when you heard the door open you approached her.

“Hey darling how’re you feeling?”

“Better though I did something.”

“and what might that be?”

“I took a pregnancy test.” The room was silent for a moment before she looked down at you.

“Dear god it didn’t work did it?”

“I haven’t looked, I couldn’t do it without you.”

“oh okay.” You both quickly made your way upstairs and into the bathroom, you both hesitated before looking at the tests on the counter, there jn front of you were 3 positive tests, you tuned to Larissa and she pulled you into a hug before placing kisses on your lips.

“we’re going to be moms!” She said excitedly.

“yes, yes we are.” You said tears in your eyes.

[samalong1]

Eddie gluskin family fluff/angst

Eddie is his own warning and past truama and nsfw mentions

Reader is referred to with she/her by eddie

Before kids

He adores you absolutely afterall you gave him his dream a loving wife to come home to he'll find himself just admiring you

Your wedding dress hand sewn by him of course is a treasured item safely tucked away only to be brought out on anniversaries

On every anniversary he expects his loving wife to make them both a romantic dinner while he does the man's job of getting gifts for her. It'll always end up in a slow dance with you in your wedding dress

He loves to see his wife under him in bed its a secret pleasure but he has to be in full control don't even think about trying anything just take it and praise him and do what he says and you'll be good

I feel him doing pda would be a no he can't imagine doing something as vulgar as groping you outside of the bedroom

He loves seeing you in the dresses he hand sewn and tailored just for you charming knee length dresses(nothing above save that for the bedroom)with beutiful patterns and a apron wrapped around you going about your cabin cleaning and dusting as his loving wife

He's strict on appearance he finds you wearing sweats and a baggy t shirt sloppy and lazy he didn't make you all though dresses for you to dress as a bum

Even in sleep he'll lake sure your all dolled up he'll insist you put your hair in those old hair rollers and sometimes he'll do it himself it's a great bonding experience and he'll sew you a long night gown(short ones for the fun nights)made of soft fabric that falls off your curves

Be careful I'd you want to snuggle him while sleeping suddenly touching him can spook and anger him so wrapping yourself around him is alot worse you'll find that it's safer to do it when he's awake and paying attention to you

He doesn't like you holding him so it'll be best to cling to him like wrapping yourself around your chest so he can play with your hair and wrap his big strong arms around you

He probally snores

When he's doing something like reading the paper he'll expect you to be curled up on his lap reading along with him

Don't be worried you still have him wrapped around your finger

Ask him for a specific dress and he'll happily make it or if there is a specific date night idea he'll be getting ready

He may not be the richest man after escaping the asylum but he'll try his best to spoil you

Pregnancy

Your never alone

Never

He's even more obsessed with you following you aroundband singing praises about how good your doing and how amazing the children will be

Never forget your vitamins or he'll accuse you of trying to sabotage him

Luckily he can't stay mad at you for long

Insists on helping with everything

Micromanages stuff like your food and exercies

Gets jeolous and insists you don't need a pregnancy pillow when you have him

Until he can't move cause his oregano wife is finally able to sleep and she's heavy

Adores on your pregnant belly constantly touching it or resting his head on it

Runs his finger across and stretch marks cooing

When the baby finally comes he'd prefer a home birth with a midwife not wanting his darling exposed to so many strangers in a vulnerable state

Unless it's at risk or darling wife sint comfortable with it he understands its her delivery and he'd rather have both his wife and child then a natruel birth

Parent hood

A fancy nursery hand built by himself and the crib must stays in your room until the kid outgrows it

He has multiple photos of you passed out while the baby babbles covered in baby powder

Found out that if he's ever having one of his mood swings or outburst holding his baby near him helps

Can't lash out near his baby

Hates leaving for work and leaving you two alone

Loves when you both pass out on the couch tired from everything

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chapter two

summary. in which two friends who desperately clings to each other until the other slips away . . .

contains. fem!reader, friends to lovers, angst, fluff, slowburn, cussing, grammatical errors . . .

note. sorry that it took me so long to write this!! one, i had my final exam so i was studying real hard. two, i totally forgot abt this!! 😭

previous chapter

20 august 2006

gojo held back his laughters as he and geto crept up behind you. geto put a finger over his lips, a warning that gojo was slowly getting louder. the white haired male clasps a hand over his mouth, his eyes slowly shifting to you, who was reading a book with earphones plugged to your ears.

without waiting any further, gojo and geto surprises you with their hands on your back. "what the-" you yelled and stumbled forward before looking behind you. you take off your earphones aggressively and glared at them. "i've been waiting for an hour for you guys to show up and this is what you greet me with?!"

the two of them were laughing non-stop, both of them slapping each other's back in amusement. "that was- that was so funny! you should've seen the look on your face!" the white haired male laughed.

you heaved out an annoyed sigh and rolled your eyes at them. "anyway, where's shoko?" you asked, crossing your arms as you stared at the two of them. "she's waiting at the cafe," geto answered, wiping the tears at the corner of his eyes due to the previous laughters.

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22 august 2006

you watched the stars twinkling in the sky, accompanying the moon. gojo stayed laid down beside you, his hands resting behind his head. "it's gotten quite warm lately," the male stated, his head turned slightly to see the beautiful structure of your face. you hummed in response. "have you been drinking enough water?" you asked softly.

he hummed. "have you?"

"i have," you muttered. "that's good," he said softly, his eyes still lingering on you. "the moon, it's beutiful," you said softly, your eyes still gazing the moon.

"yeah," he answered softly, his eyes not moving from your face. "it is beautiful,"

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xx xxx 2006

he ran as fast as he can, his heart pounding hard in his chest to the point that he could hear it in his ears. "you idiot..!" gojo muttered, his eyes getting misty from tears.

"where is she?! where's y/n?!" he asked frantically. his eyes were trained on shoko. "calm down, satoru! she's still inside!" the female said, her voice slightly raised to scold the man. "if you can't calm down to think rationally, then you can't save her!" shoko continued.

gojo ran a hand through his hair frustratingly. "tell me where she is," he said quietly, his voice slightly calmed. "we don't know her exact location. suguru is inside too," she added. his eyes widened.

"we should trust them, satoru," shoko said in a comforting manner.

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xx xxx 2006

his hands stayed in his pockets as he stared at your unconscious figure. "you've always been so stupid," he scoffed, taking a seat by the window. "you made me stupid too..." he whispered, his voice barely above whisper. "i don't know why i couldn't have just warped to you. instead, my heart was telling me to run towards you," he lets out a pained chuckle.

"will you please wake up?" he said softly, his voice almost sounded as if he was begging. he lets out a sigh and rubbed his hand over his face. "im sorry..." he muttered under his breath.

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xx xxx xx

"what took you so long?" gojo asked, looking at you with a straight face. you smiled slightly before chuckling a little. "where's suguru?" you asked him softly, your voice slightly croaked due to not talking for a long time.

he flinched at that question. "he... betrayed the jujutsu high. he's not here anymore," he said under his breath.

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xx xxx 2017

he sprawled in his bed, eyes still wide open from his previous dream. it was a dream of you. satoru sighed and sat up, his legs folded whiled he rewind the dream in his head like a broken record. it was still clear. he couldn't forget about it even if he wants to. how could he? when you were the source of that very dream.

he can't help it.

he put his hand on his chest where his heart is, feeling every beat of it. how fast it was beating because of you. he almost thought that the dream was real. hell, he wished it was real.

he could still feel the way your hand caressed his cheek. then he snapped himself out of his daydreaming. how could he? how could he be daydreaming about you when he had just lost suguru? what kind of friend would he be for being happy when his best friend had just passed away.

he looked over at the bedside table where his phone were ringing multiple times. seeing the caller's id, he decided to ignore it. it was for the best. he was punishing himself.

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Some light thoughts about saint Trina.

SPOILERS FOR ELDEN RING SHADOW OF THE ERDTREE DLC BELOW:

I see a lot of art focusing on saint Trinas "face" but there's something so beutiful and haunting about her design, in the way that her silhouette points to her body being the Plant.

The way that her body looks like a mother cradling a sleeping child. The way that her leaves and her hair mix together to form what almost looks like a death veil.

The fact that you need to kill yourself 4 times just to hear Saint Trinas Voice.

It all evokes the image of a mother cradling her dead child who is "eternaly resting".

It has a very simulare composition to the painting "The Lunatic"

A French painting of a mother consumed in her grief and anger cradling a log dressed up as an infant, having gone mad after losing her child.

Although I don't think Saint trina is an angry figure she is obviously ment to be a possessive and grieving one.

We know this through thiolliers interactions. Both his death items and diologe.

One such item is the Saint Trinas smile which reads:

Her words are welcoming but also deeply possessive. "Only for me. Only i am allowed to know". We see the effects of this possessiveness reflected later in Thiolliers actions as he becomes more and more jealous of our ability to hear saint trinas voice. Culminating in his eventual attack after you try and recount to him saint trinas words.

As a follower of saint trina and as a poison maker who regularly concocs poisons (and drinks said poisen from what we can infer to his doze like state) , he has a lot to say about the connections or death and slumber:

This call for eternal slumber points to Saint Trina being a figure of death. Not just any death but suicide as a way to absolve yourself from the hardships of life. I would even say this is probably a perfect mirror for Miquellas true feelings. Both because Saint trina is LITERALLY half of him. But also we can infer that miqulla secretly longed for his own death. Why? Well it's as Thiollier said...

Miqulla, as we know, grew up to be the most weak and thin out of all the demi gods. It's not surprising that Miqulla may have felt similar. And given his idolization of Redahn, we can infer he was very aware of how much power he lacked. We can even infer that maybe this sense of weakness. Its possible that this sense of wanting eternal slumber was the reason Miqulla cast away Saint trina from himself in the first place.

We know that at least from Saint Trinas perspective that wish to not exist even extends to her thoughts on Miquellas climb to God hood:

A figure cradingling the would be death of a part of her self. The death of young Miquella. Not as an act of violence but as an act of rest is deeply heartbreaking and almost sinister in its beuty. And I uh... I really wish more art would reflect that yea?

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I cant believe out of all places my parents chose Outer Banks to move too. This place is a shithole, except for the nicer part of town, where the rich live. This place is completely different from where i grew up, a small town In California called Nevada City. Man it was wonderful! the town pop was about 3,000 people and everybody knew everybody. it was home. but this place... in lack of better words; is a complete shithole.

of course my parents being the rich pricks they are, stayed back home to "deal with business" whatever the hell that means for them. so im staying with an old family friend of theirs, great! not..

the driver picks me up from the airport and as we drive to said family friend i admire the scenery. Houses, boats, shacks, homeless people, shops, that was all in the "poor side" as it call it, eye roll, i never enjoyed being rich. i was born into it. my father on the other hand was a made man. He opened up quite a few banks in our little city and recently they have evolved into bigger states/cities, hence the move.

we lived in a big manor on a secluded acreage back home, thats weird to say, i guess its not home anymore. we were close enough to town for me to be able to pop in everyday and work at the local museum, we always had lots of tourists come in and i enjoyed telling people about the history of our town.

i sigh in the back seat of the limo as i think about was used to be home and prepare to make acquaintance with the kings of the island. The Cameron's. my parents told me a little bit about them since id be staying with them until mom and dad could come down here permeantly.

There was Ward Cameron, the father. Rose Cameron, the stepmother. Rafe Cameron, the eldest. Sarah Cameron, the middle child. and Wheezie, the youngest of the bunch. They seemed noraml enough and i was kind of excited to make some new friends.

we pulled up to the house and man oh man. Ive seen some houses in my day but heck! seeing all the worn out building on the way over? the hosue has two stories and is white, it almost looks like the white house!

my eyebrows raise to my forehead as we drive up the long driveway and stop at the front of the house. the driver comes to my side and opens the door, ugh i hate being waited on, "thank you, Scott. You dont have to worry about my bags, i can carry them" i tell the older gentleman who looks like he should be in a retirement home with his white hair that is swiped back and covered by that redicioulse chauffer hat and that outift that sits loosely on his visible scrawny bones. "No worries Miss, Morales, its my pleasure." he smiles as he wobbles over to the trunk and takes my luggage.

"You must be Avery!" a feminine voice beams as she embraces me in a hug. Ugh, i do not like being touch. This town is just getting better and better. "im Rose Cameron, welcome to our home" she introduces herself and i take a step back examining her, she has blonde hair that comes down to about her shoulders and its pampered to perfection. She wearing a baby pink dress that hug's her curves magnificently. she has gold dangly earrings on and black thin heels, the kind that a sophisticated women would wear, shes beautiful but theres something about her i dont really like. "yes, hello" i smile back at her. "thank you for being so kind as to take me in" i tell her "oh nonsense, your parents are lovely people and we told them wed be happy to let you stay with us. as long as it takes"

As long as it take? what is that supposed to mean. does rose know something i dont, should i be worried?

i scratch the thoughts from my mind as we step into the estate, its beautiful, the twisting stairwell that leads upstairs and the gigantic chandelier that dangles in the middle. "wow, very beutiful Mrs. Cameron" i say as i take a look around "oh please, call me rose" she smiles, theres a viscousness in her smile, its fake. Ive seen it before, from my own mother none the less.

"let me show you to your room, the driver has already set your luggage in there" she says as she leads me up the staircase.

we walk into one of the many guest rooms, but this one is mine. the walls are a shade of gold and its oddly comforting. theres a large king bed in the center of the wide room and a balcony that hovers over the green grass and water thats seen in the distance. The bathroom is in the room and seems to connect to the room next door, i wonder whose room that is, probably another guest room.

"ill let you settle in and once your done you can come down for dinner and meet the rest of the family" rose smiles at me as she shuts the door and lets me settle.

i take a momment scanning the room, theres not much in it besides a closet, a bed, some nightstands, and curtains that fall along the frames of the windows. its much bigger than my room back home. i decide not to unpack everything, i dont plan on being her long, i hope.

I decided to take a shower, i was in a plane for 15hrs overall.

I wash myself with some shampoo that is in there, it smells like cedarwood and ginger, an odd mix but also strangly comforting. i lather my hair and body and let the hot water relax my built up tension.

once i hop out of the shower i wrap a towel around my body and head through my bedroom door, i stop and stare at the door across from mine, i wonder whose room that is.

i walk up to my luggage and pull out a mini plaid green skirt with a matching top, i dry my hair and let the pin-straight black strands flow down my back

i step out of the room at about 7:20pm and head downstairs, the smell of chicken infests my nostrils and my stomach grumbles, i hadnt even realized i didnt eat much today. i stride into the dining room and everybody is in there seats, except for two open ones, mine and i presume rafes, whose is empty.

"ah, there she is!' Ward speaks as he stands and rounds the table to me "Avery Morales, Sir" i say extending my hand. Ive learned my manners from talking to my father, he is a kind man when he wants to be but money changed him. he and my mother have both become vicious and would do anything to fill their wallets. its sad really, we used to be the perfect little family in Nevada and we still are, were, but with much darker secrets now, thats a story for another time.

"Im happy to welcome you to our humble abode Miss Morales" he says pulling my chair out for me. The empty chair is beside me while who i presume are sarah and wheezie sit across from me and ward and rose sit on opposite ends of the table.

"Im sarah" the girl to the left in front of me says. She is gorgeous, she has a tan that sticks to her skin like its her natural color and dirty blonde hair that flows down her shoulders and chest, her lips are plump and full and her eyes sparkle with kindness, i like her. "Wheezie" peeps the little girl next to her, shes young, maybe 13 or 14. She had black hair thats braided in two braids and glasses that frame her face.

"lets eat!" rose cheers as we dig in

we finish dinner and i insist on helping clear the table but ward says they have staff that do that and that i should get some rest because ive had a long day. Hes right im exhusted. I got to know sarah quite a bit, wheezie doesnt talk much. it seems like nobody really notices her and they all just ignore her whenever she trys to speak up. But sarah told me about the island a little bit and even said shed introduce me to some friends tomorrow.

I walk up the stairs and head for my room but i couldnt help thinking about the empty chair next to mine. why wasnt he at dinner? does he not live here, does he even exist. My mind is heavy with thoughts as i walk to the bathroom and turn the doorknob, that weird, i didnt leave the light on

"oh my god! im so sorry!' i squeal as i cover my eyes.

There is Rafe. standing. naked. in my bathroom, well, our bathoom. I guess i found out whose room is next to mine.

Pt2

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- 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐳𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐲

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𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : 𝒚/𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆. 𝒋.𝒋. 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄!𝒋.𝒋. 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒆, 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕, 𝒃-𝒃-𝒃-𝒃-𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌?!!?!??!?!? (𝒊𝒅𝒌 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒃𝒉)

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 : 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒅

𝐊.𝐉.'𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐒... 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒃𝒙 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕... 𝒊'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅.

J.J. didn't have a destination in mind- he never did. It was just a way to clear his mind, smoke, and, yeah, to snoop on the other Pogues outside. The nice breeze, beachy smell, and beutiful colors were a bonus though.

So here he was, strolling along the beach, joint placed between his lips as he toyed with his lighter. The sun's murderous reds, royal golds, and soothing yellows tainted the clouds, sea, and everything visible as J.J. walked. The sound of the water, creak of the decks, caw of the birds... they were and would always be the most comforting thing to him.

J.J. was just turning around the idea of going to John B's to get high when he saw her.

The mysterious, smart, apparently wealthy Pogue girl. Her hair whipped around behind her as she opened something (J.J. couldn't see what). y/n, J.J. suddenly remembered. Her name is y/n. With a sigh, J.J. tucked his joint and lighter into his shirt pocket and turned to walk to y/n.

As he grew nearer, J.J. saw the nasty bruises and cuts littering her face. A black eye was already tinting her skin, and blood dripped from her hands, down to her arm, ending up being soaked up by the sand. Jesus, J.J. thought, the hell happened to her?

"Hey," J.J. greeted. When y/n didn't look up, he sat down. "What happened to you?"

y/n sighed. "Nothing involving you, Marchkink."

J.J. snickered. "It's Maybank," he corrected, swatting at a bug.

When y/n replied "I know", J.J. thought she sounded like she would start laughing too. "What do you want?"

Finally y/n looked up to make eye contact with him, and J.J. felt his eyebrows raise at the sight of her. Her lip was previously gushing, her eyebrow was split open, purple and blue bruises formed on y/n's left eye. Her jaw was absolutely covered in bruises, going from her neck up to her ears. Blood dried in rivuletes down her face from all the cuts, mixing with tears.

Without thinking, J.J. earnestly replied "To help you", to which y/n scoffed at and took out another cotton pad.

She doused it in peroxide and handed it to the blond teen who seeing this quiet girl in a different light.

J.J. took the small pad and held it in one hand while his other held the back of y/n's head, to tilt her face up and keep her from moving away when she inevitably recoiled from the sting of the peroxide. "Stay still," he murmured, bringing her face closer to his so he could examine her wounds better.

When J.J. dabbed at the open cut on y/n's forhead, y/n's jaw clenched and her eyes welled with tears. J.J. shushed her quiet groans, disinfecting everything that could cause future harm. "I'm almost done," he said looking down to y/n's watery e/c eyes. She nodded, caught in his baby blues. The two stared at each other for a minute, illumanted by the setting sun.

J.J. didn't realize he was holding his breath till he removed his hand from the back of y/n's head and leaned back. He looked over his handiwork to see if he had missed something, but only ended up making eye contact with y/n again. "Do you want help with your hands?" He found himself asking.

Another dry cotton pad was handed to him along with a bottle of peroxide and bandages. Carefully, J.J. took hold of y/n's hand and tilted it so he could see all of the gashes he would be tending to. He exhaled through his teeth, wondering how bad the other person was.

Time ticked by as J.J. dabbed at the open wounds on y/n's hand, unconciously rubbing a thumb on the clean palm of her hand. "God damn, girl," he muttered when he took hold of her other hand. Gravel was lodged in the flesh of her palm, side of her wrist, and small piece up her arm. "Where the hell did this happen?"

"Home," a broken whisper from a split lip. A quiet reply from a quiet person.

J.J. didn't need to look up to know y/n was withholding tears. Not tears from the small pieces of rock that were being plucked from her hand (though that did hurt), her tears were from a situation J.J. was quite familiar with.

Barely withholding a low hiss, y/n grabbed his arm. "You can't- Don't tell anyone," she said. A lone tear escaped her eyes as she frantically searched J.J.'s eyes. "Please."

"I won't," J.J. assured, setting down the dirty cotton pad. He reached for a band aid from the pile, unwrapped it, and gingerly placed it on y/n's hand.

That process was repeated numerous times, 'til J.J.'s lap was covered with band-aid wrappings. When the last cut was bandaged, y/n watched J.J. admire his handiwork before looking up at her with a crooked smile. y/n couldn't help but smile back. "Thanks," she murmured, suddenly retreating into her shell.

J.J. breathed a quiet "you're welcome." Only when he smelled the sharp tang of iron from the blood crusted over on y/n's lips. "I kinda... I know we don't, like, you know... know each other, but- fuck," J.J. sighed. He ran a hand down his face, wondering how long it'd take for y/n to laugh in his face.

"What?" y/n asked softly, drawing the boy's attention to where she looked at him with her pretty eyes.

Fuck, J.J. thought; there's literally no way she doesn't know what she's doing. He gnawed at his lip before leaning forward, centimeter by centimeter. He watched y/n watch him move toward her, but didn't make any move to back away. Just before he placed his lips on hers, J.J. paused. "I think I really want to kiss you right now," he whispered.

The corner of y/n's lips raised into a coy smirk. "You really know how to seduce the ladies, eh, Marskilt?" y/n teased.

"It's Maybank," J.J. muttered before capturing y/n's lips in his.

All at once, y/n felt like she was floating. The hot blond weed surfer smoker guy was sitting on the beach, eating face with her! A groan fell from J.J.'s mouth at the taste of iron coating his tongue as he practically begged for entrance into y/n's mouth. When she obliged, J.J.'s hands moved from his lap, to the back of y/n's neck, to gingerly holding onto her head.

"Shit," J.J. groaned when he felt y/n's band-aid covered fingers slide up to his neck to pull him closer. It felt so fucking right to make out with y/n. The little mewls escaping her throat made J.J. feel things, but the way she held onto him made him feel woozy in a good way.

Even if their kissing was clumsy, it was lighthearted and expressionate. J.J. inwardly yelled at himself. He knew that y/n was different than him- better, even- but holy hell did J.J. need more of a taste than a beach make-out.

Panting, y/n split away. Her lungs burned for air but J.J.'s lips on hers felt too damn good for boring ass air. "Oh my- that was-" y/n said, arms still latched around J.J.'s neck.

"Amazing," the blond finished, looking at y/n with a dopry smile. Their lips gleamed with spit, but the buzz of the feeling kept them from doing anything but stare at each other with a dazed look.

"Thank you," y/n said. "Really. Thank you."

J.J. only shrugged. "I had a perfectly fine time," he said. "We should do it again," he blurted.

His jaw dropped slightly at the bold comment that just slipped. But to his utter relief, y/n keot on smiling at him. "Maybe if there was less blood and stuff involved," she said. "I should get going, though."

"Where are you going?" J.J. asked, playing with a neckace around y/n's neck.

Shrugging, y/n sighed. "A friend's house. Why're you askin' Mackbear?"

"Oh my god," J.J. laughed. "I was just asking, you know. It's the polite thing to do," he explained halfheartedly. "I'll- I'll see you soon?"

y/n nodded. She collected up her stuff and all the little band-aid wrappings and shoved everything into her drawstring bag. "See you soon, Maybank," she said, pressing a kiss to J.J.'s glistening lips and walking off.

Immediately J.J. replayed their interaction while watching the water. "'I had a perfectly fine time.' What am I, a Kook?" J.J. asked himself. Oh well, he thought, at least there's someone other than JB, Pope, and Kie to look forward to hanging out with.

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kny characters with a s/o that as darker skin

We go back to Japan where you know is rare seeing people with darker skin so you often get amused,weird looks let's see how kny characters will react

SANEMI

•he doesn't really care about your skin colour he finds you beutiful

•if you get weird looks he will give the most deadly look to the person that gave you a dirty look

•he is actually impressed by how you do your hair is ego is to big to ask "can you teach me how you do your hair "

•he finds you very very unique like the most special person

•she would so many questions about your culture

•she wants to cook food from your culture

•she is inlove with how your hair looks

•she already get weird or amused looks so you both get looks

•she will shampoo your hair and fell in love with the texture and yes she always do your hair after she knows how to do it

•he will stare sometimes into your souls and you will see the tiniest blush (he is memorising your features)

•when you change your hair he will turn a robot and be like " i like your hair today"

•if you get weird stares he will look at the person face with that face of is "😶"

•he always wanna learn more about your culture

•HE IS IN LOVE WITH YOUR HAIR would play with it for hours

•i feel like he would stare into your soul and admire your features while having a bit of blush and a sweet small smile

•nah but if someone says something negative or racist he will say the most brutal insult you have ever heard while he says it like it's nothing and with a straight face..

•if you change your hair he will be like 🧐 "Who are you again?" Just jk🤭

+CROW

•believe it or not if you have curly hair she will turn it into a nest

•it took her a long while to warm up to you

•he loves you for who you are

• imagine you change your hair style maybe to locks or box braids or whatever and he screams "YOU LOOK VERY PRETTY TODAY Y/N"

•if you get weird looks he will look at you and hold your hand (crying)

• she talks to giyuu of how amazing you are and if giyuu doesn't say anything shinobu will give that look 🙂 "tomioka-san don't you have anything to say about y/n"

•if someone give you looks she will just you... know that creepy beutiful smile of hers and they run away

•she really like how you change your hair

•he loves you

•if a cult member look at you the wrong way bye bye

•he dresses you in the most fancy outfits you ever imagined

•once he saw you in box braids for the first time he became obsessed and asked the cult members to do his hair like that (they failed*

•treat you like a princess

My bbg genya

•he will blush at every time you change your hairstyle or cook food from your culture

•he will curse all the alphabet if someone look at you the wrong way

•one time zenitsu tried to rizz you up and he may said sm a bit racist he never spoke to you again and he had a black eye 👀 and he was bald for some reason GENYAWORK

• man once tried to compliment you he turned into a red statue he was breathing so heavily that he fainted

AS A BLACK PERSON THIS IS MORE BASED ON HAIR AND THE CULTURE LIKE CURLY HAIR OR THE BEUTIFUL SKIN COLOUR BUT HONESTLY THIS IF FOR EVERYONE

[estellewinslow]

Dear diary,

Today is my BIRTHDAY!!!

Today, I got so many gifts! Lottie painted a portrait of me! Ivy got me some hair accessories while Kevin and Robyn made a card together and Daniel made me a hair dyeing potion! Colby also snuck by my table and slipped me a card. The drawing might be atrocious but it’s the thought that counts! And the message inside was sweet! As for my roommates, Celeste got me a fashion magazine and Aurora knitted me a new sweater! It’s so soft and warm and obviously PINK! haha Mitsuki spoiled me today! She woke me up with a kiss and gifted me this pink dress she made and it’s sooo beutiful! Then, after classes, we snuck off to Hogsmeade for tea. Then she proceeded to buy me whatever I wanted! I HAVE to pay her back next year! Safe to say that today was fun! oooooo I love my friends sooo much

Goodnight :D

[theintrovertbean]

HC Request: How do you think Nadia would handle the shift from being the dominant partner in the bedroom, to being with a dominant amab that caters to her pleasure?

Also, I love your writing and thank you for holding this side of the fandom down!

Thank you ❤

So. I firmly believe that Nadia is not strictly dominant. The game itself gives us some basic characteristics, background, etc. to work with and we make up the rest for ourselves. With that being said, Nadia and dominant!MC could definitely be a thing. Sure, Nadia is definitely dom leaning, but it doesn't mean that a relationship between her and a more assertive MC wouldn't work out. It would. The same thing goes for the rest of the characters.

Using he/him pronouns for this MC. Ngl, I had the time of my life writing this and I probably got a little carried away.

It got sexual pretty quickly, so minors DNI.

Nadia x Pleasure Dom AMAB!MC

Well, well, well. The Countess is very intrigued. How exactly does MC plan on taking the reins? She finds it very amusing and a part of her is quite eager to see how MC would behave in the bedroom. It's not that she doesn't think MC could do it, but come on, this is Nadia. She is certainly not making it easy for him and most people would fail.

And oh boy, does MC succeed.

Nadia has finally found her match. It's both surprising and exhilarating and her mind is blown.

This actually comes in handy. Nadia is always taking care of others, that's her fate as the Countess. But when night falls and she returns to her chambers, MC is already waiting for her, eager to please.

She deserves to be taken care of too and MC is more than happy to service her.

First, he helps her take off her makeup. The Countess tells MC about her day and he listens, his hands gentle and caring as he wipes off the makeup from her face. Then he helps her undress, making sure his fingers brush against her skin, causing Nadia to shiver.

Together, they take a bath. He washes her beutiful body and her hair before worshipping her with teasing kisses, gente bites, and telling her about all the pleasurable things he's going to do to her. She gasps whenever he whispers something filthy into her ear. And when they return to their shared bedroom, Nadia is in desperate need of his mouth.

Edging and overstimulation are very much involved and Nadia is surprised by her own submission and the delicious, needy moans and whimpers that she makes. Who would have thought that being so gently, lovingly dominated could feel so good? She's more vocal than usual and at first she tries to cover her mouth with her hand, but MC orders her not to, and Nadia obeys. He may or may not have to tie her hands, tho.

By the time he's done pleasuring her with his mouth and hands (and perhaps a few toys or a bit of magic,) Nadia is pretty much begging for his cock.

There's nothing like feeling her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, and her hands all over his back, nails digging into his skin lightly.

Consider the weight on her shoulders and her ability to walk gone.

And when MC nears his own orgasm, Nadia begs him to come inside her. Breeding kink goes brrr

With pleasure dom MC, Nadia can still enjoy one of her favorite bedroom activities: facesitting. Tho every once in a while, MC might hold her thighs to keep her on top of him, making her come multiple times.

Seriously, Nadia needs this. Sometimes she needs to be fucked too. She works hard and having a partner who would put her needs first would make her life a lot nicer.

As long as Nadia is a happy, satisfied wife, nothing else matters.

[chenford-maxi]

What if they skipped dinner? (5x16)

Authors note: this is a "What if" from 5x16

"What if they skipped dinner?"

Tim is in his small, metro office, working late on a homicide case. There is a light knock on the door, "Hey, Tim, it's me" Lucy calls out from the other side of the door. Tim's head shoots up almost immediately, "Uh, come on in Chen!". Tim puts his paperwork back into his desk as Lucy walks in, already in her civilian clothes."Hey" she sighs, shyly."Hey" he replies, looking her up and down.She approaches him, keeping cautious, "I get why you're angry. Even though you were miserable as court liaison and I spearheaded an almost impossible five-player trade to save you... I shouldn't have done it all behind your back.""Is that an apology?" Tim questions"Yes" Lucy replies"Alright""No! Look, because you never would've let me work my magic if I had told you, and then I would have ended up transferring to another station to save you from yourself, and...this worked out so much better. And if you can't see that, I'm sorry not sorry.""Okay. I accept you non-apology" Tim laughs"Good""Good""So are we going to dinner or what?" Chen asks"We are. But uh, your outfit is missing a little something" Tim replies, reaching for his desk drawer"What?" Lucy questions, as Tim opens the drawer, pulling out a little black box"Happy Valentine's Day" Bradford says, handing Lucy the boxHe smiles as she opens it, a hint of curiosity in her eye"Oh, wow! It's beutiful. Did you pick this out youself?" She says, pulling out a small golden necklace"I did, is that shocking?" Tim asked, reaching out to offer to put the necklace on Lucy"No. You clearly have good taste" she says, pulling her hair away for Tim can clasp the necklace "Thank you""Do you wanna skip dinner" Lucy asks, almost a whisper"What would we do?" Tim asks, already knowing her answer...

[Finish reading on Ao3]

[emptykhr]

Twisted wonderland as lana del rey songs

Riddle ( Wildflower Wildfire)

im sorry but THIS SONG ITS SO HIM honestly is most because him relatioship with his mother

the part where lana sang about her mother in the hospital. SO HIM

either, all the stuff about flowers warm and things like that remind of him!!

Here's the deal My father never stepped in when his wife would rage at me So I ended up awkward, but sweet Later then, hospitals, stand still on my feet Comfortably numb, but with lithium came poetry

Trey (Chemtrails over the country club)

So, trey and cottc, the same vibe.

yknow, all the peace and normal life stuff in the lyrics reminds me trey plot

im truly can see trey playing this song with his wife in a beutiful afternoon.

Washing my hair, doing my laundry Late night TV, I want you only Like when we were kids Under chemtrails in country clubs It's never too late, baby So don't give up

Cater (beautiful people, beutiful problems)

I gonna be honest, lust for life its so cater vibes!!

i confess that was hard to think in a song who matche cater plot, cause i wanna something kinda pop bu it still about him second face

The i just came bpbp.

We get so tired and we complain 'Bout how it's hard to live It's more than just a video game

Ace (Diet mountain dew)

Ace has to be born to die and i fight with u if you disagree.

BABY YOU NOT GOOD FOR ME

to be honestly this song is how i feel about ace

Diet Mountain Dew, baby, New York City Never was there ever a girl so pretty Do you think we'll be in love forever? Do you think we'll be in love?

Deuce (How to disappear)

WAIT I CAN EXPLAIN

well, in the lyrics lana sang abou that guy who lost in himself and fight every night

and we know that deuce is a ex deliquent

and idk, this song is sweet like deuce mas match with him a lot

just read the lyric and you will understand

Joe met me down at the training yard Got cuts on his face 'cause he fought too hard I know he's in over his head But I love that man like nobody can He moves mountains and pounds them to ground again I watched the guys getting high as they fight For the things that they hold dear To forget the things they fear

Leona (Norman fucking rockwell)

OMG FINALLY

guys, nfr its SO LEONA

the part where "goddam man child' yknow? period.

You guys can say "but leona is more ultraviolence" MY ASS

nfr king i said so its true.

Goddamn, man-child You fucked me so good that I almost said: I love you You're fun, and you're wild But you don't know the half of the shit that you put me through Your poetry's bad, and you blame the news But I can't change that, and I can't change your mood Ah-ah

Ruggie (god know i tried)

Now we have a honeymoon dude!!!

nothing to say, the song say itself

i even need to explain?

Sometimes, I wake up in the morning To red, blue and yellow lights On Monday, they destroyed me But by Friday, I'm revived

Jack (wild ate heart)

Jack my baby.

this song. jack. the same.

its just what how a imagine jack

I left Calabasas, escaped all the ashes Ran into the dark And it made me wild, wild, wild at heart The cameras have flashes, they cause the car crashes But I'm not a star

Azul (money power glory)

I kinda always think in azul when mpg starts to play.

could be million dollar man tho but mpg is better

the chore is him.

I want money, power and glory I want money, and all your power, all your glory Alleluia! I wanna take you for all that you got Alleluia! I'm gonna take them for all that they got

Jade (old money)

omg my ultraviolence guy is here!!!

he SO lana del rey vinyl

old money makes my cry everytime

My father's love was always strong My mother's glamour lives on and on Yet still inside, I felt alone For reasons unknown to me

flyod (doin time)

I LOVE HOW FLOYD HAS THE SAME VIBE WITH THE DOIN TIM GURL

fuck even THE SAME MBTI

yeah he´s a bitch and we love it!!

Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely The tension, it's getting hotter I'd like to hold her head underwater (Summertime) (Ah, ah, ah)

so, english its not my first language so you probably will found mistakes. maybe i do a second part

[kalocart]

IEYTD characters and Y/N that has anxiety

Platonic, romantic, take it as you will.

The Handler

He has had his fair share of scares in his field days. But also has had to handle agents panicking in life or death situations.

Would make you some tea and let you talk about it.

If theres no particular reason as to why your in such state, then he reassures you that it's okay.

Of you need silence, he'll give you that, need something to put your mind off of it? He can do that also.

If you ever get a panic attack he would hug you if near by or would calm you down via ear piece if he's far.

Whatever you need he will try his best to help, for thats his job as a handler.

"Whatever you need, im here for you"

Hivemind

Probably the first time he's had to help you with it.

Man is a bit crazed so forgive him for not seeing the signs earlier.

Assuming that you dont mind bees or even might like them considering weather you work or date him. He would get a couple of his bees to swarm you but not harm you in hopes to calm you down with the sound of buzzing.

Would probably bring honey flavored things to you to sheer you up.

Need a distraction, he will talk about the beuty of the bees.

If you get a Panic attack he would be extremely worried. Like get his bees away from you (for the safety of both) and will panic a bit calling out for you. Maybe think your sick or poisoned.

Once he realizes he might call doctor zor for help since he's the closest to a medical profecional.

In the end hes hugging you on the floor affirming you.

"Everything is fine, everything's going to be fine, me and my bees are here for you"

Comander Solaris

She would notice you being a bit more fidgety then normal as you two talk about the latest ship.

She would ask if you wanna talk about it and if not she would ask how she could help.

She would probably give you her desert food ration.

If you get a panic attack, worst in space, she will try to ground you.

If its during a space walk to fix the ship, she will help you and calm you down, maybe give you confidence.

"Y/n. Y/n! Listen. I know you can go through with this, you are part of the team we will be here by your side when you need us"

John Juniper

He can spot it from a mile away.

Its not from personal experience, more of him seeing it on other actors.

He might boast about how he's never experienced it and the show must go on.

But he would still help a fellow member of the cast crew.

Idk he gives me the hunch that if its one of those times where you get anxiety with no reason he would think its stupid but maybe keep it to himself because he doesn't want to make it worst.

He would help you with breathing exercises and telling you he believes in you, weather you just draw up the curtains or one of the actors.

God forbade that you get a panic attack during a live show, worst if your an actor.

He would be frustrated, you signed up for this! The show must go on!

But still, he would grab you by the shoulders and pep you up.

"Listen, you were picked for this roll, and you cant back out now. I trust the producers choice of you being the best for the role. Not better than me but still. I need you to take a deep breath in, and out... okay? Now go out there!"

The fabricator

Depending on how close you are to her.

If its just in the area of work colleagues she wouldn't care. As long as you do your work correctly then its okay.

But if your friends with her its a diferent situation.

Probably take you to a spa for manipeties.

And if you have a panic attack shes preped for any last minute mishap.

She has make up to hide any puffy eyes, hair products for hair, sewing kit on hand.

She would fix you up once you've calmed down. No friend of hers will go out looking like they came out of a tornado.

"Listen, your y/n, and im the fabricator, we are beutiful as we are deadly. The others should think twice of what they say or do to us. Unless they want their watches to self destruct"

Dr. Zor

Genuenly they would not give two shits about your anxiety. Depending on how useful you are they might even prescribe you drugs so you can shut the fuck. (If your on medication then its okay, but mind you, your getting these from a listened psychiatrist who is catering your needs and doses. Dr.zor isnt one and they are an evil dentist so I see them prescribing people random opiets to see what works to shut them up)

But if you get them to actually care for you then its a diferent story

They would have a weighed blanket.

If the anxiety is from fear of dentists they would happily do your treatments personally.

Some tea, relaxing piano, and if you want to they would gladly listen to you or by request would talk about his plans. Maybe ask you for help on simple tasks.

If you ever get a Panic Attack they would go to you and try their best to calm them down. Wrapping you with the weight blanket and tell you to take deep breaths.

"Do not worry, for as long as your with me, nothing will hurt you"

Extra

Agent Phoenix (wasnt gonna add them since technically their us like a y/n but why not)

They do not fear death but understands that others don't have such luxury.

They would try to make you laugh with telekinesis and doing dumb shit.

Although sometimes will make it worst with all the bold stuff they do.

They barely talk, almost not at all but you still know their intentions.

They may spill a bunch of tea using their telekinesis to pour you a cup.

Genuenly the only thing they would be worried of is them being the reason for you getting more anxious or worst giving you a panic attack.

They would calm you down by giving you random stuff that they think you would like, either a sandwish, some tea, one of their golden scorpions. Usually you would get a mess on you but they give them to you by hand in fear of accidentally making a mess.

Like always they calm you in silence.

Idk how to seperate my coment thing so here you go in chat. I hope I didn't messed up in a way, I didn't see any IEYTD head canons so I wanted to put my two scents.

I didnt include characters from the third game since I haven't finished playing it, still looking for the figurine in the 4th level.

I'll try to include them next time, but for now I hope you guys enjoyed this

[yanderestevenuniverse]

Ooh, what if Lapis was a mermaid/siren, who lured her S/O to a secluded island to be shipwrecked, and at her mercy.

Title: The voice

pounding. that was the first thing that you felt when you woke up; this want the pound in your head that you got when you had one too many drinks the night before. No this was brutal throbbing that wracked every every inch of your brain like shards of glass that dug deep into your mind with every move you took... but it didnt matter becuse withen a matter of seconds it was gone replaced with the voice... her voice you breifly recalled some of your memories... at least you think that their your memories you were on a boat. yes thats right you had heard rports of a-a storm you think and you were going to turn around but then you heard it. The voice and it all made sence everything was butiful when you hear the voice. nothing matterd except for the voice. you cared about nothing except for the voice. you had to get to the voice. the storm must have shipreaced you...yes..Yes thats what happend but as another melody periced your ears you forgot everything. you got up from the sand you were lieing upon surronded by the reckage of your boat and began to follow the voice

...

...

...

you ddnt know how much time had past it didnt matter. Nothing matterd but the voice itd didnt matter how much your feet hurt on the course rocky sand beneath your feet the only thing that matterd was the-

you stopped in you tracs. you had found the voice

Oh hello dear

their she was her beutiful blues skin and hair that perfectly represented the ocean she swam in along with a aqua tail that supported her in the smooth currents

You must be so very tired why dont you let my water take you. Its nice and warm. Come on i dont bite... at least not that hard Hehehe

you saw the water begin to take into a new form of a giant hand that wrapped itself around you and brought you into the nice warm warer but you didnt care only she told you it was fine; and so it was

Now let me take a look at you... Mmmm you are a pretty one arnt you. I knew youd be perfect for me when i saw you across the waves. By the way my name is Lapis Lazuali but you can just call me Lapis