#How are we all doing this evening? Hopefully good. I'm feeling lazy!

[alltimefail-sims]

Cutie patooties

[jji-lee]

you had gone a tiny bit too hard pregaming cause after a couple shots with renjun, he had to help you button up your shirt, carefully taking the time to tuck it back into your skirt claiming:

"nobody likes a messy secretary, they only wanna fuck them cause they're neat."

before brushing your hair out of your face and planting a kiss on your cheek, quickly dragging you outside to meet jaemin and chenle.

as you shut your front door you heard whistling behind you,

"oh wow you look even better in person."

jaemin grabbed your hand to spin you around, getting a full view of your outfit. you gave them a cheeky smile as chenle nodded his head in agreement, giving you a light pat on your butt.

the drive to the party was relaxed. there was occasional bickering between chenle and renjun about the test results of their most recent patient, while you and jaemin laughed as they switched between languages, making sure to use every insult they knew. your buzz was starting to fog your mind, a small smile permanently plastered on your face as you made yourself more comfortable in your seat. jaemin looked at you through the rear view mirror,

"how we feeling back there baby? you're not gonna flash anyone tonight right?"

you nodded slowly as you smiled wide, holding up both of your thumbs for extra confirmation. chenle turned around in the passenger seat to pat your knee,

"you better, cause we're all gonna do our own thing tonight, we can't babysit you, okay?"

you stuck your tongue out at him,

"as if you ever watch me zhong chenle, you always disappear as soon as they give out jello shots."

"chenle don't try to pick a fight with her, we just got here."

jaemin unbuckled his seat belt before nudging chenle to get out of the car. renjun stepped out, extending his hand to help you. as you stepped out and straightened your skirt your eyes met mark's. it was hard to miss him, right at the entrance of the house, bright blonde hair standing out in the crowd. he raised the drink in his hand, greeting you. you quickly turned back to renjun,

"if you guys leave me alone tonight i'm going to get into so much trouble"

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"dude did she just ignore you?"

haechan let you a loud laugh next to mark, reaching out to grab his arm for support.

"shut up, maybe she didn't see me."

jeno downed the rest of his drink, reaching forward to rip haechan off of mark,

"it's getting cold, lets go in, we finally saw her arrive, happy mark?"

mark let out a sigh before going in, turning his head back one last time to catch a glimpse of you greeting some party guests.

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as expected, inside the party was insane, the neo theta phi house was notorious for throwing the best parties on campus. free drinks, chicks, and dicks to go around. but tonight mark only had one thing in mind. he'd barely drank the mystery liquid haechan had concocted for him before he set out into the party to find you. hopefully you weren't actually avoiding him, there was no way in hell you were that much of a virgin that some male moaning scared you away.

when mark found you he felt a sour taste build up in his mouth. there you were, hot as ever, sitting comfortably on the leather couch as jaehyun leaned over you, whispering in your ear. he was too close for mark's taste.

mark flinched as someone grabbed his shoulders from behind, slightly shaking him.

"mark, buddy, if that's your girl, now she's not. you know how quick jae is."

mark turned around and was greeted by johnny's lazy smile.

"didn't know you went looking for girls, they usually come to you."

johnny questioned, raising a brow, before briefly looking over mark's shoulder to eye you.

"she's hot dude."

mark moved his shoulders, squirming out of johnny's grasp.

"how much have you had to drink?"

johnny pinched his fingers together, putting them up to his lips pretending to inhale,

"i'm 100% sober, if we're talking about alcohol that is, but we got real good stuff in the back if you want markie."

johnny gave him a sly grin before grabbing his shoulders again, turning him back around to face jaehyun.

goosebump's rose on mark's skin as he felt him whisper in his ear,

"but i think that can wait, cause it seems jae's already pulling the moves on your girl."

jaehyun was no longer leaning over you, but sitting right next to you, hand on your thigh, playfully pulling at your stockings.

mark's feet were already on the move before he processed was he was doing, now standing in front of you and jaehyun as you both eyed him. he saw your teeth shine as you broke out in a smile, getting up to wrap your arm around mark's shoulders, tippy toeing so you could reach.

"jae, this is mark, mark lee, we go wayyyy back, we've been neighbors for yearsss!"

mark could smell the liquor of your breath, as he looked over at you, smiling warmly at the silly grin on your face. jaehyun stood up, grabbing mark's hand to shake it.

"of course i know mark lee, silly girl."

he booped your nose with his free hand, mark felt sick as you giggled. he finished jaehyun's thought,

"we're frat brothers, actually."

he ripped his hand away from jaehyun's feeling a sudden distaste for his so called brother. jaehyun raised a brow at mark's sudden cold tone, biting back a smile as he realized what was going on.

thankfully haechan came to the rescue breaking the tension.

"there you are! i was just looking for you! we're playing a game, come on. oh! and you're definitely coming too"

haechan pulled your arm away from mark, tightly gripping your hand as he dragged you towards the circle of expectant party guests. mark followed after you two, wondering what haechan was possibly up to now.

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haechan sat you down on the couch next to him before introducing the game,

"tonight to celebrate two very hot people who had sex to make my very beautiful friend right here-"

he gestured towards jeno that sat on the opposite side of you.

"we will be playing 7 minutes in heaven, or what i like to call.... closet quickies! someone will spin the bottle and whoever it lands on has to go with them and spend 7 minutes locked up in a tight space together, soooo sexy. y/n first!"

you sat up quickly, surprised that your name was called. the initial shock killed your buzz, the relaxation quickly leaving your body as you looked around the circle. your eyes landed on mark's as he gave you an apologetic smile for his friend's actions. you smiled back feeling silly for even considering avoiding him tonight, he was just a friend like jaemin or chenle.

you looked towards haechan now, his hand pointing towards the bottle on the floor

"okay, yeah sure."

you leaned forward towards the bottle using your hand to turn it. the crowd watched as the bottle spun and spun, excited to see who the lucky player would be. as the spinning came to a halt it landed directly in front of haechan. you slowly turned to face him fighting the urge to strangle yourself, he smirked at you,

"oh! so lucky baby! but since i'm the host, i'm not playing, so you know what they say! next player is to the right of the dealer!"

he turned to look at his right, already knowing mark was sitting next to him. mark's eye's widened as he realized what haechan meant.

"m-me?"

"anyone else on my right markie?"

mark felt a blush creep past his neck as haechan nudged him suggestively.

"so our first pair for tonight is y/n and mark! lets give a round of applause to give our couple some strength!"

you got up and stood in front of mark, placing your hand out in front of him,

"come on mark, we've spent longer than just 7 minutes together."

the crowd ooo'd and aaa'd at your words, only making mark blush harder. he took your hand and followed behind you as you led him to the closet nearby.

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when you opened the door, the closet was smaller than you imagined, like a lot smaller. it was full with coats and sweaters, the floor space limited by the boxes that covered it. you pushed some of the hangers back making some space for you and mark, before stepping in and closing the door. you heard haechan from outside,

"okay guys! the timer just started, be careful not to dirty anything in there!"

you both rolled your eyes at his words, laughing awkwardly at the situation you found yourselves in. you and mark lee were chest to chest in a frat house closet, breaths heating up the tight area.

"sorry, my friends kind of an ass, we don't have to do this is you don't want to."

he turned slightly to reach for the door but you grabbed his shoulders to stop him,

"it's fine mark, really, it's just 7 minutes, we can't let donghyuck think we're wimps."

he nodded his head in agreement, big mistake. as he nodded downward his eye's landed on your cleavage. your breasts were plump and shiny, and now that he was conscious of how close you both were he realized how good you smelled right now. he shifted uncomfortably feeling his pants tighten. you moved your hands from his shoulders to his chest, pulling back as he flinched away from your touch letting out a little groan.

"mark are you okay? you look kinda red."

he coughed, bringing a hand up to cover his mouth,

"uh, yeah, yeah, just hot in here."

you let out an airy laugh,

"oh yeah, it is hot in here."

you had just realized the heat that had built up in the closet, bringing you hands up to move your hair from you chest and push it back, revealing more of your cleavage. mark thought he could faint right now. he didn't know if he should be happy or mad at haechan for putting him in this closet with you. he reached forward to help you move some hair from your face, trying to do anything to ignore what was growing in his pants. you smiled at him, lightly patting his chest as a thank you. mark was lost in your eyes, well, not just your eyes, your lips, your smile, your tits. think of haechan lap dancing a pillow, think of haechan lap dancing a pillow, think of haechan-

"do you wanna kiss?"

he would've missed the question if you both weren't literally 5 inches away from each other. it was almost a soft whisper that left your lips.

"we don't have to but, that's the point of the game, and your boner's kinda poking me so-"

"yes, yes, fuckk, yes, lets kiss."

he didn't care if he sounded desperate, you asked to kiss him and his dick was about to fall off he didn't at least get some type of action. he'd deal with the consequences later, he gets to kiss you. he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you impossibly closer, lips just a breath away from yours,

"are you sure, you're not drunk are you?"

damn that question just made you wanna kiss him more. you didn't know what had come over you. maybe it was mark's new blonde hair, or the spit filling your mouth as you felt mark growing in his pants. or maybe it was heatstroke, but right now mark looked so damn good you couldn't miss this opportunity to kiss him. after hearing all that moaning last night, maybe just one kiss would tame your dirty thoughts.

"just had a couple shots before coming."

he brought his hands up to cup your face, stopping to brush some hair behind your ear. he chuckled,

"how many is a couple pretty girl?"

you let out a sigh,

"are you gonna kiss me or-"

he pressed his lips softly into yours, melting into the kiss. you placed your hands on his chest, pulling his tie. he turned his head deepening the kiss, poking your lips with his tongue, asking for permission. you pulled away from the kiss giggling softly. he chased after your lips.

"don't tease me brat."

his hand went up to the back of your head, pulling you back into the kiss. this time you let his tongue roam your mouth, moaning softly at the warmth spreading through your body. you traced your fingers down his body, stopping at the tent that had formed in his pants, lightly squeezing him. he released your lips, pressing his forehead into yours, letting out a deep groan,

"shit, don't do that, we don't have enough time"

and just like that you heard banging from the other side of the door, you both jumped, backing away from each other like you'd just been burnt. haechan yelled,

"are you both decent, times up, you can come out nowwww!"

you looked at mark, both of your cheeks flushed.

"uh you go first, i gotta get this-"

he pointed at his pants,

"to go down."

you nodded quickly, hand already reaching for the door knob.

"yeah yeah, i'll go ahead."

you turned the knob but stopped yourself, turning back to mark. you reached towards him to straighten his tie, using your fingers to wipe away the gloss that had transferred onto his lips.

"there, that's better."

mark could've melted at the smile you gave him.

"the blonde looks good on you by the way."

he reached up to touch his hair, but you had already walked out of the closet, leaving him to wonder, what the hell just happened?

𖦹 .ᐣ.ᐟ₊ ⊹ cryptic crush — [24] brat

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notes : i wasn't gonna make this kiss but the kitty wants what it wants ifyk what i mean ☝️🙂‍↕️. enjoy this before y/n's intense panic on what the hell is going on between her and mark hahaha

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[peachhcs]

i always keep my promises

hughes!sister x will smith au

there's a promise to be held after will's game — part 2 to a trip to van

2.2k words

warnings: SMUT, lowkey like all smut, little plot. kissing, making out, grinding, slight fingering, cumming in pants, p in v (protected), swearing

here is the promised second part to a trip to van where samy fulfills her promise to will before his game. i went a little crazy in this, so sorry in advance! hopefully this isn't bad and if it is i'm so sorry lmao writing smut is always so questionable for me HAHA

au masterlist

will wasn't far behind as him and samy disappeared into their shared room for the weekend, shutting and locking the door behind them. a lazy, lustful grin sat on his lips, eyes never leaving the pretty girl in front of him while he leaned back against the door—taking her in and basically undressing her with his eyes. 

samy wasn't blind to her boyfriend's expression. in fact, she could feel it on her back. his desire was hot and the wetness in her underwear was already growing. the effect both of them had on each other was quite tangible even when they hadn't touched yet. the brunette spun around, finally taking in will's appearance with a tiny smirk dancing on her lips. he looked so good. his curls were unkempt and a bit damp from his post-game locker room shower which meant his suit was hastily thrown back on and the buttons were open and she could see his bare chest poking through. 

"i mentioned some sort of promise earlier?" she decided to tease just a bit, slowly approaching his figure and taking joy in riling him up. 

"you did," will nodded, gaze following her every move and breath hitching when she got so close their bodies were practically touching. 

"can you remind me of it again?" god, she was so insufferable. will hated to admit how much he liked it though and the small twitch in his pants said otherwise. 

instead of speaking, the tall hockey player bent down to connect their lips in a fiery kiss. they immediately melted into one another like before, will's hand snaking around her waist, down her hip, and ending at the round of her ass and squeezing. 

the love will had for samy's ass made her head spin in a good way, giggling at the action and pushing herself against his body. will groaned at the feeling. 

"is this what you wanted?" samy mumble-whispered as they pulled away for a second. her little soft gaze made will weak in the knees, another twitch from down south. 

they hardly even touched, yet the hold she had on him was undeniable. "yeah, mhm," was all will managed as he pushed his lips back onto hers. 

their tongues fought for dominance while samy's hand began moving. she brushed past will's skin beneath his undershirt, her touch leaving goosebumps despite the warmth in the room. she went all the way down until her hand connected with his belt and waistband of his dress pants. there was a small tug on his belt making will's hips jerk forward into hers like she wanted him closer. samy felt her boyfriend's growing bulge, smirking against his lips. 

"you're this hard already? we just started," there it was with the teasing again. a hot blush rose to the hockey player's face, no words coming out of his mouth for an excuse. 

"nothing's changed, has it?" samy giggled. she knew the hold she had on him and she continuously prided herself in the fact that will got rock hard in a matter of seconds and she didn't even have to touch him. 

"you could say that. you also look super hot," the blonde tried defending himself despite his weak resolve. 

"i'm very aware, baby. you look super hot, too," she pulled her finger through some of will's loser curls, tugging a bit. he groaned again. 

"you're killing me," he mumbled. 

"what were you saying earlier? you can do it in ten?" samy tilted her head, smirking again. 

"i could probably do it in five right now," that made the brunette laugh, but will wasn't joking. 

he was throbbing now, desperate for samy's touch and straining in the tight material of his dress pants. will's head hit the back of the door with a thud, involuntarily pushing his hips into hers again for some sort of friction. 

"someone's desperate, huh?" she smiled. 

"you have no idea," will had to shut his eyes because he couldn't keep looking at his girlfriend in the smallest skirt he's ever seen paired with a shirt with his name and number on the back. if he kept looking he'd probably cum in his pants right then. 

"you want me to touch you, then?" that stupid head tilt was gonna be will's weakness tonight. 

"please. need to feel you." 

samy did as told and finally palmed will's hard cock through his pants. the blonde moaned out before quickly slapping his hand over his mouth when he remembered quinn was nearby. "fuck. that feels so good," the blonde got out, already panting. 

"fuck, you're so hard, baby," samy commented as will pushed his hips further into her hand. her panties were now soaked under her skirt, slowly directing will's hand in that direction. 

the boy bit his lip hard when his fingers made contact with samy's wet folds. he struggled to keep another moan down, "jesus, you're so wet." 

"you're not the only desperate one here," samy groaned, softly moaning when will began rubbing his finger across her walls. she took that as an opportunity to stick her hand down his pants to rub him. 

they continued like that for another minute—samy practically grinding into will's fingers and will bucking his hips to meet the pace of her strokes. they smashed their lips together to conceal the moans fighting their way up their throats, praying that quinn wouldn't hear them. samy slowly moved them to the bed. will sat down as the brunette climbed onto his lap, quickly reattaching their lips and samy's wet core landing right on will's leaking cock. she began grinding her hips into his—chocked, muffled moans escaping. 

"f-fuck, shit. 'm so hard, baby. need you so bad," will cried, hands trying to slow samy's fast hips. he could feel himself leaking precum into his pants, and the wetness from samy's soaked core was enough to make the blonde wanna cum. 

"need you, too will. want you inside of me. wanna fuck you," the brunette hummed, lost in her own pleasure and the friction of will's pants pleasuring herself. 

"g-god, slow-slow down for a second. gonna make me cum already," the boy's breath hitched, that feeling in his stomach building quickly. he gripped her ass, but did nothing to stop her hips because why would he want her to stop when it felt so good? 

"already? that might be a record for you, will," samy teased him, grinding into him harder. 

will's hips stuttered uncontrollably. he grabbed samy's ass hard, definitely leaving a mark later, while the cum spilled out of his cock and into his pants. a rather loud moan left his lips, the warm seed coating everything in his boxers. "fuck, fuck. oh, fuck. j-jesus.." the hockey player slowly came down from his high, another red blush of embarrassment coloring his cheeks for finishing in his underwear. 

"that was so fucking hot," samy mumbled, grinning. 

"it was?" the blonde grimaced, but she held his face in her hands, kissing the bridge of his nose. 

"glad to know i have that much of an effect on you." 

will blushed again, hiding his face in her neck. 

"still wanna fuck you, though," samy hummed and her words immediately brought will's dick back to life. she smirked when she felt the twitch beneath her. 

they tore each other's clothes off. will's button up fell onto the ground and so did his pants. samy rid herself of her shirt and pushed her skirt down to the floor. will's mouth watered when he caught a glimpse of the matching blue lingerie set sitting perfectly on the girl's body. 

"god, you're perfect," he reached forward to touch her chest, squeezing one boob in his large hand. 

"like it? picked it out just for you," she winked and will was basically gone right then and there. 

samy pushed him back onto the bed, his back sinking into the soft mattress. she started at his neck before slowly kissing her way down his entire torso. will shut his eyes, taking in all the pleausre. when she kissed around the base of his cock will's hips jerked up from the contact so close to where he wanted her. 

he was hard and ready again, begging for another release from his red tip. 

this time, will took action as he pulled her back to his lips. they made out, lips sucking one another and tongues battling for dominance like earlier. will's hand reached down, his fingers searching to pleasure samy's folds and get her ready for him. she was still as wet as when he touched her the first time, maybe even more. he moaned into her mouth when her slick covered every inch of his fingers. 

"got me so wet for you, will," samy moaned softly. 

"you're to die for." 

she reached down as well to grab ahold of his cock. will jumped a bit when her soft hands wrapped around him, "c-condom's in my bag." 

samy reached down, fishing through the first pocket for the plastic wrapping. she giggled when she felt a few of them hidden deep in his bag. "you came prepared." 

"was kinda hoping something like this would happen this weekend," will flushed.

"i was hoping the same thing," she kissed his cheek before rolling the condom down his length. will moaned at the feeling before bringing her back to him, eager to feel her. 

"want me to ride you?" samy smiled.

"please," will nodded. 

she grabbed his cock again, lining herself up and slowly sliding down. it stung for a second since they hadn't done this in awhile, but the pain quickly turned into pleasure the further in will got. he shut his eyes, mumbling incoherent nothings as he tried his best to not blow his load so fast again, but it was really hard when samy was squeezing him so tight. 

"f-f..fuck. fuck. you're squeezing me so tight," will moaned, forgetting how loud he was because his brain was way too clouded with pleasure at the moment. 

"shit, will. feels so good. you're so big," samy threw her head back, slowly starting to move. 

will's fingers slipped through the band of samy's thong, hands trembling slightly and his hips trying to match her harsh thrusts against his throbbing cock. she moved with such ease it was hard for the blonde to keep up.

"oh god. you feel so good, baby. fuck," will threw his head back onto the pillow, uncontrollable moans falling from his lips. 

"this what you wanted, will? is this the promise?" samy mumbled, mixing between bouncing and thrusting her hips against his own. 

"yes, yes. shit. been thinking about you and this since..fucking forever," his voice grew strained and a bit raspy. small beads of sweat piled at the top of his forehead and his brain nearly short circuited when he felt samy's tits press against his chest when she leaned down closer to his face. 

he ducked his gaze to her open cleavage and the way her tits spilled out of the tiny lace bralette that was one size too small and will wondered if she did that on purpose for him. 

"uh, s-samy, i'm getting close again," will muttered, his stomach clenching and balls tightening the closer she worked him to his second orgasm. 

"fuck, me too, will. your cock is so good to me," she moaned into his neck. 

will's gaze dipped further until he could see himself disappearing into samy's walls. she sucked him into her and the sight brought the blonde closer to his finish. 

"shit, i can't think straight around you. need to cum. gonna cum—fuck. fuck. fuck," will rambled, his grip on samy's hip was bruising. 

"fuck, cum for me will. wanna cum with you," she said and continued her bouncing to get him along.

will's grip moved to the bed sheets as his hips thrusted up to meet the girl's own thrusts. he was so fucking close. 

finally, samy let go. her walls clenched will's length hard, basically sucking him into her as she released on him. a wet base of sticky substance filled at the bottom of will's cock and her orgasm was enough to send the hockey player over the edge as well. he cried out, thrusting up into samy's walls to spill his second load into the condom. "fuck. fuck. oh, god. shit, samy. mmphh, fucking hell."

 the two moaned into each other's mouths while will pushed all of his cum into the condom, his warm seed overwhelming his overstimulated cock that was now twitching from aftershock. 

"so fucking hot, baby. you did so good," samy praised, kissing all over her boyfriend's face as the two came down from their orgasms. will smiled lazily, attaching his lips to hers for a sweet kiss. 

"been waiting months to do that," he mumbled and the two laughed. 

samy slowly slid off, will's now semi-hard cock falling onto his stomach and the filled condom. he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her some more and just reeling in the post-sex bliss lingering in the room and his mind. 

"i love you so much," the blonde mumbled. 

"i love you more, my number 2," samy grinned, resting her head in the crook of his neck, the two winding down and catching their breaths. 

"so, round two later?" will joked, but also half-serious. if he was only going to see samy tonight for another few months, he wanted to make the most of it. the girl laughed. 

"later? i can get you hard in seconds," she teased. 

will flushed, trying to play her off, but his body deceived him when his cock twitched up at samy's words. 

"that's what i thought," she grinned and quickly attacked her boyfriend's lips again, neither of them complaining about the night ahead. 

[winkliee]

Hiii im kinda new to this so im sorry if i mess up!

If u play genshin can u do the hantengu clones with a ganyu reader but if u doesn't can u do the hantengu clones taking a bath with nervous reader (nsfw) I'm sorry if this is too much😣😣😣😓😓😓

you are my first ask!! i am so sorry i do not play genshin though, but hopefully what i am presenting will be good. also i have never written a full smut scene so this was really difficult to write, idk if it's good 😭

Hot Springs

hantengu clones × nervous reader

warnings: smut, sub f!reader, praise kink, consensual non-con, size kink, somnophillia, overstimulation, loss of virginity, nipple pinching, cunninglus, aizetsu is whiny

you ran through the forests, clutching your sword. you were sure you sensed a demon just now. but where was he?

you looked around for the umpteenth time. nope, no one in sight.

the kakushi accompanying you caught up to you huffing. "y/n sama," he said panting, "you aren't fully healed yet. please take some rest."

"there is a demon here!!" you shouted at the poor kakushi, "how can i leave my duty and-"

"but there's no one in sight," the kakushi retorted. "please take some rest for the time being. i will personally inform you if i see anything suspicious."

you started to calm down a bit. "fine," you finally agreed.

the kakushi smiled at you with his masked face. "there's a really nice hot spring not very far from here. i have heard it has healing abilities. you should definitely try it."

you laughed a bit. you knew that some kakushis can be really weird, especially the one who had made the love hashira's uniform.

"you will be ogling at me, huh?"

the kakushi blushed furiously. "n-no ma'am," she said quickly calming down, "if you allow, i have been offered a job of helping some injured slayers down the hill. but i cannot leave you alo-"

"you may go," you said dismissing the kakushi.

"but-"

"i can survive myself, there are other people in need of you, you should leave."

the kakushi looked at you, before bowing deeply and leaving instantly.

you started to walk deeper into the forest in search of the spring. "i am sure it isn't far."

it wasn't. a mere fifteen minutes walk later, you found the hot spring, bubbling.

"well, i guess it's not too bad to relax," you thought as you started undressing.

the mist of the springs made you feel so relaxed, sleepy infact, as you were sure you would drowse off there.

but you were too lazy to even get out.

that is when you heard some voices from the other side. male voices.

you couldn't see them properly because of the mist, but you could figure out there was atleast four of them.

you grew nervous. after all, your swords and clothes were kept far from here in a safe area.

"maybe this is a mixed bath," you thought, even though you felt hot at the idea of being naked while there were other men in the spring.

"relax," you said to yourself. but as you heard the voices getting nearer, you couldn't help but try to slip away.

too late.

"look who do we have here~" you heard a voice through your daze, as anxiety filled you.

you looked up to a pair of green eyes, and...horns.

"demons?!" you screamed before a hand muffled your voice, as you looked up to see a yellow eyed demon too.

"how dare you use our private spring?!" the red eyes demon shouted at you.

you tried to retort back by saying that his name wasn't written there, but your mouth was still muffled by the other demon.

you read their kanji. uppermoon four...

you tried to free yourself from the hands of the yellow eyed demon, gripping him so hard that you were sure you heard his surprised yowl, but the blue eyed demon stopped you. "i am sad you are trying to hurt us," he said, with his worried face.

"heh sekido," the green eyed demon started, "looks like she's a demon slayer. she has extraordinary strength."

"i can see that you foo-"

"guys please stop fighting-"

"shut up!" the three other demons shouted in unison, as the blue eyed demon immediately became quiet.

in the meanwhile you had succeeded in freeing yourself from the yellow eyed demon's grip, and attempted to flee, but the red eyed demon, apparently sekido, grabbed you back and pulled you into the waters again.

"shit," you thought to yourself, "they are going to kill me. i can't even fight back because the mist of the spring has numbed my senses."

"how dare you come here and relax?!" sekido's voice growled.

"awww, poor girl, she didn't know," the green and yellow eyed demons laughed together.

please stay quiet karaku, urogi,"the blue eyed demon said. "let sekido handle this."

the demons ignored him, as karaku kept his arm on sekido's hand and said, "let's not kill her. today's mission was extremely difficult. let's have some fun?"

urogi on cue, asked the other demon, "what do you think, aizetsu?"

while they were conversing, you finally had a clear look at the four demons towering over you. their bodies were rather muscular, and they were naked, there semi-hard dicks dangling right before your eyes.

"looks like she's in too," you heard karaku laugh. "look at how she's staring at our cocks. she could almost drool."

your face reddened at their suggestion, as you tried to free yourself from their grips.

"well, well," said sekido, "you're not leaving without receiving your punishment."

you have no idea how much time has passed. your only recollection is that they dragged you through the mist, into the middle of the hot spring.

you couldn't even try to escape, the mist having numbed your senses completely. they groped your breasts, as urogi started sucking your nipples while groping your other breast. karaku on the other hand nipped your neck, covering them with multiple bruises and hickies. aizetsu took a place between your knees, massaging them, trying to calm down your increased pants, while kissing your thighs.

you grew more and more nervous as you watched sekido stand nearby watching you, his face was definitely angry, but, but he was smirking?

all those thoughts were erased from your mind when a finger prodded on your cunt. you looked down to see aizetsu staring up at you, with a questioning glance, wanting approval.

you understood you were already in this deep when you nodded.

quite immediately aizetsu started licking you up, his finger roughly entering your hole, which wasn't much moisturized.

"i-it hurts," your voice left in a whisper as you tried to concentrate on the pleasure karaku was giving your breasts.

aizetsu went on sucking your clit, as you gasped. demon slaying had never given you time to take care of yourself so you were naturally sensitive.

how would you ever have known that four demons would be doing this with you?

you stifled your moans as much as you could, but you let out a whine as you neared your climax.

"n-no more-"

you came on aizetsu's face, embarrassed that you couldn't stop yourself, but he didn't seem to mind as he went on sucking you.

you were in a state of daze, as you were overstimulated beyond you could take, when you felt someone push aizetsu away.

"move," karaku said, "it's my time to enjoy her," he said roughly entering you.

you screamed out a bit at the sudden intrusion, it was really painful after all.

"look sekido, i took her virginity," he laughed. you looked over at sekido with your half open eyes, and he looked very angry.

but you had no time to relax. karaku pounded into you constantly, as a string of moans erupted from you. you were surprised yourself by the noises you were making.

"isn't it huge?" karaku said leaning over to suck your boobs, while one hand snaked down to rub your clit. "my dick is ruining you, aww," he laughed at you pitifully.

you couldn't mutter out a word. you gripped on his biceps as the stimulation became too much for you to handle, and you came again.

"s-stop, aah"

you were almost passing out, but a gentle slap on your cheek woke you up, as you saw sekido taking karaku's place.

"no falling asleep now, little slayer," urogi said caressing your face, "sekido doesn't like that."

sekido wrapped his arms around your body, in a possessive manner. "don't you dare pass out," he growled. "this is a punishment," he said.

you were already scared, but sekido's length had your reeling. it was really hard to enter you, but once he had, your head was thrown back as you whined, scratching on his chest.

"what a naughty girl you are, enjoying your punishment," he mocked, "did you just come from me entering you? pathetic."

he started moving gently, but his speed altered and soon he was pounding into you like karaku, hell even faster than him.

you were on the brink of consciousness, and your body was tired when you came again and again.

"i want to try her next!" you heard urogi's delightful scream.

you moaned out loud when sekido hit a certain spot in you, and kept on doing that, as you came again.

"his growls, his growls sound so hot," you thought, as you closed your eyes when you came again from his ruthless pounding.

you slowly opened your eyes to see, aizetsu shallowly thrusting into you.

did you fall asleep? how are they still continuing?

aizetsu seeing you awake, smiled brightly.

"i was so scared you were hurt," he said, before whimpering, "y-you are so tight."

you looked around for the others. aizetsu, as if reading your thoughts, told, "they have left already. i am sorry they misbehaved. i will take care of you," he said, before whimpering as he came inside you.

"s-so warm," you threw your head back, your mind still reeling. aizetsu nipped at your neck, kissing so gently as you almost melted from his touch, unconsciously pulling him close and grinding on him.

god, this was a punishment to remember.

thank you for reading. likes and reblogs are appreciated.

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

My memory is terrible so I wanted to do a breakdown of my stuff every once in a while. Might be monthly, might be whenever I feel like it. And also. Spoilers and opinions below, read at your own risk.

QL - Currently Watching

🇯🇵I Hear the Sunspot [1/12] - I'm so grateful that I get a new jbl just as I'm mourning the end of the last one. I didn't read this manga but I've watched the film, and I really liked it even if it felt unfinished. Hopefully with 12 episodes it means we get the full story. This was a very good first episode, I feel like we established the main relationships dynamics and got a good insight into the main characters core. Taichi is my new child.

🇹🇭 Knock Knock, Boys! [6/12] - I continue to enjoy this group. Jane turned out to be a great addition instead of what I feared, but Peak really needs to step up so I can keep rooting for him and Thanwa, cause I'm also not a huge fan of the ex coming back as an obstacle for the couple. Latte and Almond are really great together and I'm curious how Almond will deal with his feelings for Latte, when he actually realizes he's having them.

🇹🇭Love Sea [4/12] - Before anything else, I love the ocean and I love when shows get out of the city. Also I like Mut. Now. I'm not a Mame hater. I'm a 'trauma is the only way to write deep characters' hater. I'm also a 'trauma gives you an excuse to be an asshole' hater. But most of all, I'm very much a 'love will fix you' hater. So just don't give me 3 out of 3 and it's fine. Also this last episode, all the talk about money and contracts made me feel some kind of way, although it doesn't seem to bother Mut so... And as much I like having Aya on my screen, Mook is really testing that line between cute and incredibly annoying. I'm not sure how long I'm staying with this one.

🇹🇭My Love Mix-Up! [4/12] - So... this is not good. The technical aspects of this are actually bad. Considering the number of sponsors is actually kinda incredible that it's so badly put together. The sound, the lighting, the editing, overall just... not good. Now, the rest. Look I don't want to ruin anybody's fun, so I'll keep watching this one quietly, unless something outrageous happens. But for the record, and this is all I'm gonna say, they are ruining the best parts of these characters and this story, and even if I ignore that (which I can't because it's an adaptation), it's pandering and it's a lazy attempt at recapturing the magic of msp, with a worse script and recycled material. Also I cannot believe they didn't put Atom in a trashing bag.

🇹🇭 My Stand-In [1/12] - For a number of reasons I'm waiting to binge this one. I do love watching the gifs on my dash though, pretty is pretty.

🇯🇵Ossan no Pants ga Nandatte Ii Janai ka! [9/11] - It's so good. I love them all. This last episode I was close to tears in several parts but the street proposal ended me. It's definitely one of those shows that I'm grateful that I get to watch even if I can't always find the words to talk about it. These characters have my whole heart. [everyone should be watching this and the wonderful @isaksbestpillow has made that possible with her subs. Here is the post with the latest episode. ]

🇹🇭SunsetxVibes [3/12] - It's ridiculous, it's fun, it's cute. Sun is such a simp. Man basically proposed before they were even dating. And yeah the way it started was not amazing, with the lying, but these two actually communicate about their expectations and what they're feeling which is better than a lot of shows right now. And I adore the sides.

🇹🇭The Rebound [2/12] - Everyone is gay and naked. And they play a sport of some kind.

🇹🇭The Trainee [1/12] - OffGun are back! I really liked the set up for this. It's only the first episode but I really like how they are walking the line between the comedy and the seriousness of the workplace. I love a good friend group so I'm looking forward to seeing how the relationships between all the interns grow. Poon is once again playing the silly brainless child of the pack but I don't care, I adore that kid for some reason. And next week we already got Gun crying so what's not to like?

🇹🇭 Wandee Goodday [10/12] - I already talked about my feelings regarding the last episode. I'm here for Oyei/Cher and Plakao. I love Inn and Great, they deliver with the chemistry but the DeeYak storyline is just a mess for me right now. I am also not looking forward to the inevitable redemption of the terrible parental figure.

🇹🇭 We Are [13/16] - The friendships are still great and mainly why I'm watching. I have a really good time watching those scenes. Only 3 episodes left and ChainPun continue to be the tinniest of crumbs. I don't expect much from this couple at this point and I'm a bit disappointed. FangTan are so cute and such good communicators. They are my favourites. QToey are cute. Now, Phum and Peem. Look PondPhuwin are really good at looking at each other like they're the only person in the universe. However. There's only so many times I can enjoy them staring at each other in slow mo. Once per episode oughta be enough I think. Hopefully now that they're actual boyfriends it gets a little less annoying.

QL - Finished

🇯🇵25 Ji, Akasaka de - What an incredible journey. I have to say it has been a while since a show surprised me this much, for the positive. For most of it I wasn't sure where it was gonna go or how it would end or who would be doing the running. The way they played with the show within a show was so well done. I loved the change in pov, which I always love in jbls, but it not only gave us the opportunity to see how Hayama's crush started but also we were allowed to see behind the mask that Hayama had been keeping up. Speaking of. I love him, one of my favourite characters of the year. And Komagine Kiita did an incredible job. I can't wait to watch him again when Tengu returns. If I had to say, the one thing I wish I had was more of Shirasaki's backstory. I wanted to understand better why his self-esteem got that bad. But that ending was great and honestly, I earned it.

🇵🇭Marahuyo Project - Well that was excellent. This show is beautiful. I want to hug them all and walk next to them. I really don't have the words for it right now so just go watch it. Because these characters are incredible and the visuals are stunning. All episodes here.

🇹🇭 Only Boo! - This is getting tiresome. Here it goes. Why? It was so great. They were the cutest shit and I had a smile on my face the entire episode. Even with the singing. It was wholesome and the mains delightful. And then... Heartbreak, time skip, no consequences, unearned happy ending. I mean Moo is a great character still, and Kang is the best boy, but I'm tired.

Rose Watches OJBL

Mood Indigo (2019) - I liked this one slightly better than the first. I think the visuals are stronger and there are some incredible shots throughout. The sex scenes are some of the best shot that I've ever seen. I love Kijima so even though I'm not always on board with prequels, it was great that we got more insight into him. Obviously we know this relationship was doomed from the start, and Kido has a lot to do with how we find Kijima in the beginning of The Novelist, but I can't help but feel for Kido. He is a mess that is struggling between the expectations that are on him (put there by others but also himself) and the affection and desire he feels for Kijima. And even without watching The Novelist there is always an air that this will not end well. For lack of a better phrase, it just wasn't meant to be. I'm looking forward to watching the rest of this series.

Dangerous Drugs of Sex (2020) - One of my first thoughts when I was watching this was 'we are using the word unhinged too freely'. Cause Ryoji has little competition on that score. This is not an easy watch. I really liked the way it was shot even if at times that meant my view was too narrow so I couldn't look anywhere else but the 'uglier' parts. In completely different ways they were both stuck in an uncomfortable (yeah that's not really the best word but I can't think of another) place and I could feel that throughout. I'm not sure about the ending but they look happy, so what do I know?

Other - Watched

There's a lot airing so I didn't watch much outside ql. I finished Under the Skin and rewatched a couple of things. My watchlist got longer and I have a bunch of shows that I'll hopefully tackle during my summer holiday in July. Speaking of...

There is a lot coming next month, so here is a post with all the shows that have been announced for July that I updated to include Meet You at the Blossom that was recently announced. New jbl starts tomorrow!!!!

As usual my ask box is open for questions or requests. Have a wonderful week💜

[callmeklair]

How would you rank the boys from most to least possessive? Kind of random question I know but I'm just interested in your opinion :3

it makes me really happy knowing you all love my opinions even though I feel like that's it's been long since I read a few routes and hopefully don't make any misinterpretation 😭

I didn't know what kind of interpretation you wanted so I gave my opinions in what way they were and now are possessive and why.

there are chances some people's ranking might not match with mine but I tried my best to rank the boys based on my (not so horrible) memories. it was difficult to do overall so I did family wise because many boys were ending up on a tie.

(don't forget to read the conclusion note!!)

I ranked based on them giving freedom to Yui from least to highest !!!

Sakamakis:

1. Ayato: it's wayyyy too obvious that Ayato is the most possessive out of all his brothers, and one of the reasons being Cordelia's obsession to make him no.1 which narrowed down his mentality to "yours truly" and always getting/acquiring "first class things" it can also be seen in the anime how obsessed he became to make Yui only his after being the first one to taste her blood, to the point he left hickeys on her before she went for a bath. I wouldn't say his possessiveness towards Yui was just as "a prey", more than that, his obsession to be number one due to Cordelia surpassed that reason as Yui's blood was considered special as it was the finest of its quality in the whole world, according to them.

Kanato: I haven't read his routes much, actually I tried to but just couldn't make myself sit through it, but based on what I have seen in anime and some routes, he is one of the most possessive ones after ayato (maybe?) and.... not in a good way. I don't think I need to expand on it because we all have sat through it in anime in scenes with Kanato. though there are chances he might have changed a little(?) in future games, Kanato stans are free to come and correct me because he is one of the characters whose content I have never read much.

Laito: it might be surprising to some but let me tell you, his possessiveness started on Yui as "a prey" behind that facade he puts on due to what Cordelia did to him. it's more like he is conflicted. his possessiveness is way too conflicted because of Cordelia. openly, people think that he let's Yui to be shared to others but I think it's more like, he don't wanna succumb to any feelings or have anyone special to him, to the point he don't wanna be possessive to someone in either good way or bad way. but ofc, after staying with Yui, he finally started to open up and slowly became possessive (in mid of MB maniac/ecstasy, then VC and further) I would say he is a silent possessive man, because people will think he is being carefree but he is indirectly protecting Yui (encounter with Carla and Shin in DF)

Reiji: the only reason Reiji is considered more possessive than Subaru is because of his obsession to not let Yui in contact with Shu, which is of course because he was scared. Seeing how everything eventually belonged to Shu, no matter if he wanted it or not, meanwhile he, Reiji, being neglected by everyone, even servants, he was scared to lose Yui to Shu. and thus he was such a nasty possessive man in the first game, but his character slowly developed and his possessiveness turned towards the direction of sweetness. it was good to see how he went from being scared of Shu snatching Yui away to not feeling the fear anymore and having full on trust on Yui which is a very big thing in Reiji's case.

Subaru: because of his distrust in women due to his mom, even though he was possessive with Yui, it was not in a good way but, thankfully, eventually as he became comfortable with her, he slowly became a sweet gentle boy. what I liked the most was that despite being possessive he let Yui freely roam around but magically appeared whenever someone advances at her. tsundere.

Shu: my lazy sloth, who doesn't want to have anyone close to him because of his past. he was the least possessive for obvious reasons but gradually as his relationship with Yui developed and he came out of his bubble, his possessive side could be seen. Just like the other two before, he did give freedom to Yui but easily gets jealous so his possessiveness was never in a bad way that much.

Mukamis:

(these brothers were so hard to rank because they are equal to each other when it comes to possessiveness)

Kou: ┐⁠(⁠´⁠ー⁠｀⁠)⁠┌ he was very much possessive of Yui in MB but in a very wrong way due to obsession of Adam's apple plan but thankfully by the end of ecstasy he started becoming a little normal. he gets easily jealous, so Yui always watch out for herself. in conclusion, he is the most possessive in his brothers and thankfully it went from toxic to normal possessiveness.

Ruki: livestock. yes that's the word he used to rationalise his toxic possessiveness towards Yui for completion of his plan. it was cute to see how he went from being possessive as "master" to being possessive as a jelly boyfie. plus one of the reasons he is very possessive with Yui is because he can never get any "undisturbed" alone time with her due to his brothers which makes his actions ,when he is being possessive with her, very cute.

Yuma: my sweet Gardner boy. (Yuma Stans help me because I'm out of words (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠))

Azusa: my cinnamon roll and one of the members of "eve's no. 1 protector" club. Azusa is cutely possessive (if we ignore the knife obsession in starting). best boi, will do anything for Yui. Might not look possessive of Yui but he secretly is but more than that, to him her happiness matters the most. I read somewhere that in his route in chaos lineage it was revealed he asked Karlheinz to turn back time 3-4 times??? I'm not sure if i remember it correctly but this also directs towards how he remembers in almost most of the routes in CL, and in some, to us readers, it's indirectly hinted that he remembers but he is hiding it.... but that's a topic for another day. also feel free to correct me if I'm wrong. and we got distracted from the topic.......

Tsukinamis:

Shin: insecure possessiveness. after losing his eye and getting his pride hurt, his only aim was to surpass his brother, Carla, which he was never able to. just like how Carla wanted recognition from his father, Shin wanted recognition from his older brother. this is why he was so obsessed to get Yui in every single route, even in his own route. this is why I loved his route, because of the development. minor details matter too. his toxic possessiveness turning into normal boyfriend possessiveness yet the goal to acquire her remaining the same but not in toxic way (LE being an example when he pushed Yui away to keep her safe no matter how much he wanted her.)

Carla: he is such a beautiful composed character, that people aren't aware about the rate of his possessiveness. unless you have read any Carla route, you won't know how bad is the possessive rate in Tsukinami family. as he was raised to be a king, he hides his emotions well which is also the reason why it took him time to realise his own feelings but when he did, the possessiveness (⁠ﾉ⁠´⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠ ⁠ﾐ⁠ ⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

because of DF Shin, Carla is on second rank or else his LE route was dangerous for my heart. ifykyk

→ I didn't rank kino because I'm totally not aware with his character so I didn't wanna make any wrong interpretation.

in conclusion: all of them were toxic-ly possessive at some rate but slowly as the more time they spent with Yui and developed their character, their nature of possessiveness also started to change. I rated the possessiveness based on the freedom they allow Yui for.

any diaboy at first rank doesn't mean that they don't give freedom to Yui at all, it's just less compared to others and their jealousy level is ↑

why did this post go from possessive analysis to character analysis, I'm sorry, i just loose the track so much while writing (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

[punkpandapatrixk]

Slow Mornings~♪

Hello lovely peeps. I'm popping in to say that I'm so sorry I haven't been as productive as I’d hoped. I had all of these plans, and literally 3 years’ worth of content ideas, but my body has not been able to catch up! I’m now behind on all of the readings I’d scheduled for the entirety of October XD

The truth of the matter is a little bit convoluted but I’ve been both experiencing a series of burnout—autistic burnout, which I didn’t even know was a speciality thing—as well as being in this healing phase where my body simply wants to catch up on sleep, after years and years and very long years of being on edge. There was a meme I forgot to save that says something to this effect:

'Your body is healing from years of trauma; you’re not lazy. You deserve this peace.’

Actually, the above could as well be a mash of two—or three—separate memes LOL Here’s another good one from a sub maker that I feel captures just thee vibe I’m feeling right now:

‘Maybe you're simply perceiving how a lovely sensation of closure & calm gently fills the air around you, feeling a little sleepier than usual. Or maybe you can sense how a massively positive change is coming, seemingly eager to go with it and that's great as well.’ – The Witch of Drown Shadows

I believe many of you reading this could relate as well. A new beginning is on the horizon for sooo many of us who’ve been on a soul-search to liberate ourselves from the chains of the toxic Matrix. I hope you're doing well, and excited for what's to come before the year even ends ^o^v

Forget the grind, leave behind soul-sucking deadlines, and enjoy the slow mornings~♪

Naturally, I’m going to be more productive again once I’m done stabilising myself—all mind body and spirit aligned. I’m not saying this out of a sense of ‘obligation’; that all people ideally must be a productive member of society. No, not that. I really want to get productive on this blog because I’ve a shit ton of good content in the works XD

I’ve so much new content on career, luck, character glow-up, soulmate friendships!!!, celebrity life, life purpose and other esoteric shit I’m eager to put out \^-^/ Not to mention the fiction that’ll go on Wattpad. I’m making progress on Punk Panda Stories but slow…very slow XD

For now, I’m aiming to post one PAC every week without fail. I’m just going to expect this much from me in the meantime, so as not to burn myself out on the psychology level just yet. When you expect too much from yourself, the stress could deter any progress instead, right?

This is especially true for those who don’t necessarily have a deadline. But that’s the thing, I don’t wanna strangle myself with deadlines anymore. So I’m not gonna work like that anymore. This ain’t 9-5 corporate, girl. Stop thinking like that! Is what I’ve been telling myself. Gotta change the whole way I approach my soul-work~♪

Until the end of the year, I’m teaching myself to enjoy slow mornings��️ I’ve been starting my day with just cleaning myself and my room; having a breakfast of lemon tea w/ a dollop of strawberry jam + a CVS croissant; playing a game on my dusty-but-trusty old PSP when I’ve got the time; and reading a few chapters of an actual book.

In the afternoon, I’ve been back on teaching myself ballet and strengthening my vocals. It’s nice. I feel very healthy and like myself again, but better <3 We were born into this world to enjoy our hobbies and hopefully, ideally make money alongside those hobbies <3

Never forget that, girlies. Hard work doesn’t suit us <3

How the Boredom Epidemic Ruined Hobbies by Nicole Rudolph

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

I never requested so I don't know if I'm doing it right. But I wanted to request the self aware bsd cast with a shy teen reader with a not so good background. Maybe the reader wants to be writer but gets made fun of for it (bonus points if they look up to poe and oda). I'm not sure if this is the write way to request but feel free to ignore this.

Hello! Hope, you liked it.

Your dream matters

Self-Aware! Platonic! BSD characters x GN! Teen! Shy! Reader

Self-Aware! Platonic! Edgar Allan Poe x GN! Teen! Shy! Reader x Self-Aware! Platonic! Oda Sakunosuke (Slight! Self-Aware! Platonic! Fyodor Dostoevsky x GN! Teen! Shy! Reader)

Description: Set after BSD gang got into your world. You always want to be a writer. But no one supports your dream. But then, Bungou Stray Dogs characters get into your world. Your life is changing. Hopefully, for the better.

Fluff, comfort. Reader are well-read.

Warning: Bullies. Neglectful parents and teachers.

Part two: Reunion

OOC. English is my second language.

You loved reading all your life. Ever since you were a child, you prefer reading to playing.

You always wanted to be a writer. You wanted to write about people, about magical worlds, about talking animals. Furthermore, you wanted to share your ideas with others.

Because of your love for literature, you have decided to watch Bungou Stray Dogs. You liked all characters.

But, two characters were your favorite. Edgar Allan Poe and Oda Sakunosuke. Writer and person, who wants to be a writer.

You can even say, that look up to them.

Bungou Stray Dogs characters (especially Poe and Oda) soon became your comfort characters.

Because, you have a feeling, that they won't laugh at your dream to become a writer.

______________________

When you were in a kindergarten, you didn't have any friends. Other children always thought, that reading books is boring. They prefer to play outside, run around.

While you were sitting somewhere in the shade, reading another fairy tale.

You wanted to have friends. You want to have someone to talk to. To discuss books.

...

But you have no one. Other kids don't want to talk to you. They called you boring.

Because if that, when you start going to school, you were shy and quiet.

But this time, you had a dream... A dream to become a writer.

Dream, that everyone laughed at.

At first, it was a homework. To write a short fairy tale about animals.

You wrote about kitten, who was friends with butterflies. And how he helped butterflies to arrange a beautiful celebration.

When you read it to your teacher and classmates, they liked it. But then...

"I want to become a writer!"

Silence. Then your classmates started laughing.

"You will never do it!"

"Writing is not a job!"

"Soon no one will read books!"

And the teacher didn't do anything to calm your classmates down.

You weren't that naive. You understand, that your fairy tale wasn't The best story in the world. But... You were still a child. You are allowed to dream.

You hoped, that your classmates won't laugh at your dream again. Or, at least, you will have someone, that will support you.

...You are in a middle school now. In a year, you will start high school...

Classmates still laughing at you.

"Hey, Super Star of Modern Literature, how many people bought your books today?"

"[Y/N], can we have your autograph? I will show it to my grandchildren. Will tell them that I knew The Great Author when they were a pathetic nobody."

"Why are you still laughing at me? I didn't do anything wrong."

At first, you tried to ask teacher for help. But they ignored you.

"[Y/N], been a writer is a silly, childish dream."

"You won't write anything good. You will never be as good, as real writers "

"But I want to try... What if someone will like my writing?"

At the end you were too shy, too ashamed to ask for help again.

You hoped, that your parents will support your dream.

"[Y/N]! Writing is not a job! You must become a valuable member of society!"

"All writers are lazy alcoholics! Stop wasting your time!"

"But you are drinking without been a writer. You two are stuck in dead-end jobs. You hate working. You don't have hobbies... Why you don't want me to have something that makes me happy? Why you lash out on me instead of going to the gym to do boxing?"

"I... I know, that writing is a lottery, but... I just want to write something... I only want to tell a story"

...

"Please... I just want someone to support me... Just one person"

But at the end, no one supports you. But deep down, you still dream about becoming a writer.

But you never spoke about your dream again.

And then, one day, you saw a picture of Edgar Allan Poe from Bungou Stray Dogs.

After spending some time on learning more about BSD, you decide to watch it.

Then you read the manga.

And install the game.

______________

In the middle of June, characters from the BSD franchise appeared in your room.

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You still weren't sure, how Fitzgerald managed to get this house. You still don't know, how they manage to get a custody over you.

The only thing is clear. You are now living with your comfort characters.

You start changing. At first, you were too shy to spend time with them. Especially with Oda and Poe. But, after something happened, you became more open towards your new family.

You became closer to them, thanks to Fyodor Dostoevsky.

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You walk inside your home library and plopped down on the chair. You groaned and cover your face with both hands.

"Hard day?" you hear someone's voice. You nodded. You hear, that someone move a chair closer to you and sit near. That mysterious someone put a hand on your shoulder. "Want to talk about it?"

You were annoyed. So annoyed, that you decide to vent.

"Today, I had a school literature club meeting. We were discussing our favorite book characters. We could name anyone we want, doesn't matter, who is the author."

You take a breath.

"So I talked about Rodion Raskolnikov from Dostoevsky's "Crime and Punishment""

It was silent for a moment. Then mysterious someone asked again.

"I guess, teacher doesn't like your answer?"

You nodded again. If you weren't that annoyed, you would notice, that your listener had well known among BSD fans Russian accent.

"Yes. They told me, that Raskolnikov is a terrible person and can't be anyone's favorite. I... I never said that I like what he was doing, but he is more complicated character, that teachers told us about. Moreover, they are doing Dostoevsky dirty, while teaching about him in high school... Oh."

You finally looked at the person, you were talking to.

Right beside you was sitting Fyodor Dostoevsky. His hand was still on your shoulder. The man himself was smiling. He looked both amused and worried.

You want to disappear. You were embarrassed, that Fyodor heard your rant about his real world counterpart.

Fyodor asked you another question.

"Did the teacher let you explain your choice?"

You shook your head, still embarrassed. Fyodor laughs.

"Then why won't you explain it to me?"

You looked at Dostoevsky with a mixture of disbelief and embarrassment.

"I am serious. I want to hear, what's your reasons behind liking Raskolnikov."

Fyodor squeezed your shoulder. You gulp and star talking.

"Well, first, let me tell you what author himself write about Rodion..."

At the end, you and Fyodor had a full on discussion about book characters. Others joined you two.

Starting that day, you slowly, but surely became closer to your new friends. You even confess, that Poe and Oda were your favorite characters.

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You still didn't tell others about your dream. But now, you nave a real notebook to write your ideas in.

Your life changed.

You lived in a new home. With a new family.

But you still were going in the old school.

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Mori parked the car not far away from school. He turns towards you and smiles.

"We are here, Little Light. Be careful at school."

"I will, Uncle Ougai, don't worry. See you and other after school"

After getting a hug from Elise and a head pat from Mori (with a quiet "You can call me father, you know?"), you left the car and walked towards the school building.

You hope, that today is going to be good.

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This day was terrible.

When you were walking in school halls, someone ran into you. You fall, and your schoolbag was opened. Your notebooks were on the floor. You quickly pick everything up and hurry to the next class.

You didn't notice, that your notebook with writing Ideas were stolen.

After the lunch, you got a notification.

Someone posted photos of your notebook pages on the school site.

And a video. A video of bullies, mockingly reading your notebook. Tearing it apart. Destroying pages.

And comments under the post...

"The Weirdo are still writing?"

"LOL, cringe fanfics!"

"Hey, maybe they have another notebook, where they write porn stories?"

"Will you calm the [CENSORED] down! Stop flaunt your stupid dream before our eyes!"

"Your notebook is only good to be used as toilet paper!"

After school, you hurry home.

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You slam the door behind you. Not paying attention to anyone, you hurry to your room and close the door. Soon everyone heard the muffled cries.

Everyone was quiet for a moment. Chuuya was first one, who spoke.

"Who? Who dared to hurt our [Y/N]?! Who made them cry?"

"I know the answer" Katai, who checked your school site, showed everyone post with your notebook.

Fyodor stood up. His voice was cold.

"I will deal with this little bastards. Kolya, Chuuya, Dazai, you are going with me. Oda, Poe, can you, please, check on [Y/N]? They like you two."

Without other words, Fyodor walked towards the front door. Gogol,

Chuuya and Dazai followed him.

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You heard someone knocking on your door.

"[Y/N]? It's us, Oda and Poe. Can we come in?"

You manage to sob a "yes" and bury your face in a pillow.

The door was opened. Oda and Poe slowly approach your bed. Oda kneel before your bed, while Poe sits on the bed edge.

Oda spoke first.

"We saw the video. Are you okay? The Bullies... They didn't hurt you to take away the notebook, right?"

You sob more and shake your head.

"No... They stole it... Is it wrong for me to dream? Is it wrong for me to want to be a writer?"

Poe put his hand on your back, softly petting it.

"It's not, [Y/N]. Your dream matters. Your dream can become true. I will help you."

Oda spoke again. "And I will also help you."

You look at them in disbelief. Did they just? The characters you always looked up to support you?

Poe answers your silent question.

"I can teach you, how to write. We will do writing exercises, we will discuss your writing, I will give you a critique. I will support you on your way to becoming a writer."

Oda rub away your tears.

"Don't listen to the others, [Y/N], you can become a writer. We will work on it together."

You cried again. This time, out of happiness. You jumped up and hugged both Poe and Oda at the same time. They hug you in return.

"Thanks you so much"

Finally, you have someone, who supports you and your dream.

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🐾 Everyone from the BSD gang will support you.

🐾 Poe is mentoring you. He is a good teacher. He points out what you are doing good and what you are doing bad.

🐾 Oda and Poe will help you publish your first book. Just a little storybook.

🐾 You got good reviews and it was quite popular. You got some money from it.

🐾 You buy presents for everyone. Oda, Poe and Fyodor got a three different "Best Dad in The World" cups from you. Mori was devastated. Now he tries even harder to make sure you see him as a father figure.

🐾 On the side note, now you are being homeschooled.

🐾 The Bullies (seven people), who created a post, were found stuffed in one trashcan. It takes half a day to get them out of it.

🐾 Person, who write a comment about toilet paper, was stuffed in the school toilet.

🐾 Teachers were also scared. Rumors said, that someone attack them and teach them a lesson on "How to be a good teacher".

🐾 Slowly, you are becoming more and more confident. Now you are sure, that you can be a writer. All thanks to your new family.

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A/N : The bit about Raskolnikov happened in real life with me. When my literature teacher started asking us about our favourite characters from classic literature, I said, that I loved Raskolnikov. I had a feeling, if my teacher could, she would expell me for this words.

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You Kept Your Promise

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Summary: After spending the day in each others arms binge-watching movies, Y/N and Natasha fall asleep with smiles on their faces. But when Natasha gets an urgent call in the middle of the night, she has to live up to her promise to protect Y/N.

Word Count: 4,856

Warnings: Car accident | Mentions of blood

Natasha's POV:

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside. Taking my time with opening my eyes, I could tell that it was fairly early in the morning considering how the sun was only partially up.

I turned my head to look at the clock that sat on my nightstand, it read 7:12 am. My body fell into the routine of waking me up around this time because I liked to have an early morning run. It helps me wake up and start the day feeling productive before going into work.

But today was one of the days where I didn't have to go into the compound. I could stay in the comfort of my own home with the love of my life. I looked down when I noticed the weight on top of me only to see Y/N sound asleep. Her head laid in the crook of my neck, her legs tangled with mine.

She looked so peaceful when she slept. I could feel her breath on my neck. Her eyelashes tickled her cheeks and I smiled to myself when she tried to shift closer to me, but didn't get very far since she was already practically on top of me.

I lifted my hand with the intention of moving it under her shirt to rub her bare back to lull her into an even deeper sleep, but that was all thrown out the window because when my hand made contact with her back, she began to stir.

Her eyes fluttered open, looking up at me with her mesmerizing Y/E/C irises. When saw me already gazing down at her, she shyly giggled.

"Good morning, detka. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." I said softly, continuing to rub her back.

"It's okay, Tasha. How long have you been up?" she mumbled, tiredly rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"Not very long. Just a few minutes. We both have clear schedules today, so I was just gonna let you sleep." I told her.

She nodded her head and stretched her legs before relaxing in my arms again, "What did you want to do today? Did you already have plans?" she questioned.

"I was planning on spending all day in bed, cuddling with the girl that I love so damn much." I gently pushed her onto her back to hover over her and pepper kisses all across her face.

She laughed at my antics, letting me peck her face until I tried to connect our lips, "Nooo, I have morning breath." she turned her head, making me kiss her cheek instead.

I frowned when I missed her lips, "I couldn't care less, moya lyubov'." I responded, turning her head back so I could softly kiss her.

Relishing in the feeling of not only her lips on mine, but also the happiness I felt having her with me and being able to wake up to her everyday.

"I love you." she whispered when we pulled away.

I stroked her cheek with my thumb, "I love you more."

I pecked her lips one more time before rolling off of her, getting up to change into a pair of sweatpants and tank top.

"What does my princess want for breakfast, hm?" I asked, looking at her.

"You're going to make me breakfast?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Oh of course, darling. Wanda has been teaching me how to not set the kitchen on fire so I might as well use this opportunity to put my skills to the test, right?" I grinned at her.

"Wait so this means no more frozen food when you offer to make me something?" she teased, sitting up.

"Hopefully." I answered with a light chuckle, grabbing one of my hoodies out of the closet and helping her put it over her head.

I know she likes to wear my clothes on lazy days, so I don't even wait for her to ask anymore. I grabbed her hand, leading her out of our bedroom and into the kitchen.

"Anything you have a taste for?" I turned around from the cabinet to glance at her.

She hummed while thinking, "Can we have pancakes?" she asked with a grin.

"Pancakes it is." I declared, taking out all of the ingredient and utensils to make them. But when it was time to pour the ingredients into the bowl I paused, forgetting what the measurements were.

She noticed my hesitation and chuckled to herself a little, "Do you want some help?" she questioned, about to jump in and assist me.

"No no no, I got it. I'm making you breakfast for once, so you just sit there and look pretty." While I said the last part I lifted her up to sit her on the counter, giving her a kiss to emphasize my request.

She agreed and sat back while I threw random measurements of the ingredients into the bowl, beginning to stir. When the pan was heated up, I poured some of the batter in and waited for the bubbles to form on top like Wanda told me.

"So what did you wanna do after we eat?" I asked as I turned around to face her, but the second I did she was standing there blowing flour that was in her hand onto me.

She started giggling while I chuckled in shock, "You little-" I set the spatula down on the counter before starting to chase her around the kitchen.

We were laughing and she squealed when I caught up to her, wrapping my arms around her waist from behind to pull her back into me.

I began to tickle her and we playfully struggled like this for a few minutes until I spun her around and pressed her against the fridge with my hands holding her waist, catching her off guard by deeply kissing her.

Her breath hitched, but when she realized what was happening a second later she wrapped her arms around my neck and brought me closer. The kiss only lasted for a few moments before she pulled away to catch her breath.

I nuzzled my forehead against hers, "God I love you so much." I whispered and she pulled my head down by the back of my neck to connect our lips in another searing kiss.

My hands started to wander, moving under her shirt and circling her waist. But our moment was interrupted when she practically jumped out of her skin at the startling sound of the fire alarm. I looked towards the stove to see flames in the pan, smoke rising into the air.

"Shit shit shit-" I mumbled to myself, rushing over to move the pan off the burner trying to put out the fire.

Y/N ran to open a couple windows before grabbing a towel and standing on the counter to wave it under the smoke detector, attempting to get it to stop beeping.

I eventually got the fire out and the alarm stopped ringing. Even though the only thing that burned was the pancake, I still had a pout on my face because my girl was hungry and I just burned her food.

Y/N noticed my disappointed expression and walked over to give me a hug, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"It's okay, baby. We can just find something else to eat. It's not that big of a deal." she reassured me while I let my hands rest on the small of her back.

I shook my head, "No, I'm still making you food. You don't have to worry about anything because I will figure this out."

I guess I was a little bit too determined to do this, but I didn't care.

"M'kay, but I hope you know I'm not eating that..." she trailed off with a chuckle, looking at the extremely overcooked pancake.

"That's not even my fault. You distracted me with that little stunt, and those perfect lips of yours." I whined.

"Okay, maybe I did. But you and I both know you're not really mad about it." she teased with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Just sit your cute butt back up there while I try this again." I playfully sighed, tapping her butt before starting to make another pancake.

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After finally managing to make some edible pancakes for the both of us, we ate breakfast. Y/N had decided on binge-watching movies and cuddling the rest of the day which I had no objections to. I would never pass up a chance to have her in my arms.

Now that it was dark outside and the time was getting closer to 8:00 pm, I ordered dinner from her favorite place which just arrived. I made sure that her meal was exactly how she liked it before bringing the food into the living room where she was waiting for me on the couch with the film paused.

"Here you go, detka. You didn't have to stop the movie for me. We've seen this like ten times already." I spoke, putting the box of food on her lap and placing a quick kiss on her head.

"Don't be silly, Nat. This is your favorite part." she smiled as I took my previous spot on the couch beside her and she snuggled into my side.

"Alright, press play then." I chuckled and she pressed before we started to eat.

"Why did you break up the encounter with my pet python. Because I discovered he had a crush on me." I said the words along with the characters in the movie.

"You do that every time." she giggled.

"Because every time you laugh, and I like making you laugh." I swallowed a bite of food and then turned my head to kiss her temple.

We finished dinner and watched the rest of the movie while Y/N curled further into me. Laying her head on me, I wrapped my arms around her.

I was about to ask her what she wanted to watch next, but when I looked down she laying on my chest fast asleep. I looked at the clock which read 10:48.

"Y/N," I whispered to wake her up, but she didn't move a muscle.

"Come on, darling. We'll be more comfortable in our bed." I softly said, but once again she didn't move.

I smiled to myself, grabbing the remote to turn the tv off. I stood up, picking her up along with me. Carefully stepping over the blanket that fell off of us and onto the floor, I made my way to the bedroom.

I gently laid her down before climbing into bed too. She unconsciously moved closer to me, her head falling onto my shoulder. I pulled the blankets up, making sure that she was covered and then pulling her into my arms.

"Good night, dorogoy. I love you."

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Later in the night, my eyes opened at the sound of my phone ringing on my bedside table. I quickly silenced it so it didn't wake Y/N, looking at the clock on the table. 1:16 am. Whoever was calling me at this time better have a good reason for it.

I glanced at the screen, and it was Steve. Sighing, I slipped out from under Y/N and walked out of the bedroom before answering the phone.

"What? Is it urgent?" I spoke in a hushed voice to not disturb my loves sleep.

"A little bit. The guys that Fury were tracking down were more than one step ahead of us. They've known we were looking for them this whole time. We received a recording from them saying that they have each one of our locations, and they’ll take us out one after the other. Fury needs all of us at the compound ASAP so we have everyone accounted for at all times. Bring Y/N too." he explained over the phone.

"Y/N? Why does she need to be involved in this?" I furrowed my eyebrows out of concern.

"It's just precaution. Y/N is close to you and he doesn't want them trying to use her against us. We don't know what these guys are planning to do. Clint is even taking his family to the safe house before coming here."

"How long is he expecting us to stay?" I asked.

"Not sure. I'd assume until we get them off our backs and this whole thing blows over."

I exhaled, peaking through the cracked open door to make sure she was still asleep, "Alright, we'll be there in a few." I responded before hanging up the phone.

I re-entered the bedroom and walked over to my side of the bed which was where Y/N was currently laying.

"Y/N, detka. Come on, wake up." I whispered, placing my hand on her hip to coax her awake.

"Hm." she murmured, half asleep.

"I know you don't want to wake up, darling, but we've got to go." I told her, and this made her open her eyes.

"What? What time is it, and where are we going?" she mumbled, sitting up.

"It's 1:20. I'll explain in more detail once we get in the car, but we're going to stay at the compound for a little bit, Fury's orders. We can pack some bags but we've got to be quick." I tried to speak in a calm voice to make her not panic.

We've been together for a while, so it's not unusual for her when I have to jump up and leave suddenly. But I've never had to bring her with me before, so this was different.

Okay, but why?" she spoke in a hesitant voice.

"I don't have much time to explain right now you just have to trust me, and you trust me right?" I asked, trying to comfort her.

She nodded her head. "Good. Now just pack some of your clothes, and I'll worry about everything else." I responded.

"Okay." she mumbled quietly.

I leaned in to press my lips to her forehead, letting them linger there for a few seconds before patting her thigh and standing up.

"Alright, let's go." I said and we both changed out of our pajamas, I obviously had to put on my leather jacket that was hung up on the closet door.

As she stuffed clothes into a duffel bag, I made sure my gun was loaded before putting it in my pocket and packing some of my own clothes.

When we were ready I carried the bags out to our white Lada Niva, putting them in the trunk. She got in the passengers seat while I got in the drivers.

"Nat, can you tell me what's happening now?" she said while buckling her seatbelt.

I exhaled, "We made a mistake when tracking down these people, and now they're tracking us. They know where everyone on the team is, and Fury thinks it'll be safer if we're all together. I needed to bring you with me so they don't try to do anything to you."

"They're coming after us?" she sounded nervous.

"We don't know who they're targeting first which is why we're staying at the compound for a little bit. So we're not alone." I buckled my own seat belt and started the car.

"What're they going to do when they get to us? Are they gonna hurt you?" her voice wavered.

I sighed, putting my hand on the side of her face to stroke her cheek, "I don't know, moya lyubov'. But if they try you know I can handle them."

"I'm scared." she confessed.

"I know. I know you're scared, baby. But I've got you, okay? You know i'll never let anything happen to you, yeah?" I spoke in a soft voice.

She nodded her head before looking down. I moved my hand from her cheek, tilting her chin back to look at me so I could lean in and gently kiss her lips.

I knew we really needed to get on the road, but I couldn't move forward with anything else knowing how afraid she felt with how sudden and quick all of this was happening. I had to take a few minutes to comfort and talk to her.

I let her choose when to break the kiss, not wanting to pull away until she was ready so I knew that she was okay.

"I love you, detka." I said against her lips when she pulled away, gazing into her eyes

"I love you too, Nat." she whispered.

At that, I settled into my seat and took the car out of park. The ride to the compound was a little over half hour since she and I bought a small little house in a more rural area.

But the whole drive, I kept one hand on the wheel while holding her hand with my other. I got her to talk about other things to take her mind off the situation.

As she started talking about what she hoped to cook with Wanda, my eyebrows slightly furrowed when I noticed a van make the same turn as us once again. I readjusted the rear view mirror to get a better look.

Considering how late at night it is there are barely any cars out on the roads right now, and it's been behind us for the past few minutes. So now I'm beginning to think it's not just a coincidence.

I continued to nod my head and hum, listening to what Y/N was saying I didn't worry her while making one last wrong turn to which the van also followed.

At this point, it was clear to me that the van was following us. I took my hand out of Y/N's momentarily so that I could reach under the seat and press the emergency button.

There was one in every team members vehicle so that it would subtly alert the rest of them that help was needed. But just a couple seconds later I looked into the rear view mirror, and the van was no longer there.

I didn't know whether to relax or stress more, so I just kept driving on the route to the compound while staying alert. I tried to keep Y/N distracted, but it didn’t last very long.

As we reached the bridge that would take us across the water, out of the side-mirror I saw something fly under the car, and then I heard the explosion.

I felt the sudden wave of heat and the cuts piercing through my skin from the windows shattering. The car flew into the air, rolling over multiple times before crashing into the guardrails, the front of it hanging over the bridge.

"Fuck-" I whispered to myself, lifting my head from where it limply hung forward when the car came to a stop.

I glimpsed out my window, checking to see if what caused this was still there. But even after looking out of the passenger window, I saw nothing. What I did see was that the explosion damaged the main structure of the bridge, making it very unstable.

Looking over at Y/N, she was still conscious but in shock. I could see the pieces of shattered glass in her hair and on her clothes, the bleeding cuts on her face.

"Shit, detka are you okay? What hurts? Tell me what hurts." I said, reaching over to cup her cheeks and wipe blood off her face.

"I-I'm okay, Nat. I'm-" she cut herself off, gasping in pain when she moved her leg.

I shifted my gaze down to see a big shard of glass piercing her thigh, "Oh god, okay. Don't take it out, leave it there because it's stopping the bleeding. I'm gonna get us out of this, it'll be okay."

When I unbuckled my seatbelt I fell forwarded into the dashboard, causing the car to rock more. We both let out a shriek at the sudden motion, and I cursed myself for causing her more fear in a situation like this.

I quickly realized that the only way out was through the shattered rear windshield since the front of the car was hanging over the bridge.

“I’m gonna climb over the seats so I can get out through the back. Don’t move I’m gonna get you out after, alright?” she nodded her head and I kissed her forehead before carefully crawling over the center console, climbing out of the window.

I turned around, now focusing my attention on getting Y/N out, “Okay unbuckle your seatbelt and climb over the seat the same way I did, slowly though.” I called out.

She undid her seatbelt and started climbing over the center console just as I did, but the car suddenly shifted again, leaning further over the bridge. She yelped, slightly falling back.

“Come on, dorogoy. You’ve got it, move slowly.” I tried to calm her down.

She did as I told her, but the sound of a car engine caught my attention. I turned my head to see the same van that was following us earlier come to a stop at the end of the bridge.

I cursed under my breath. I couldn’t deal with these guys right now when Y/N is still in the car. I watched as the doors opened and at least ten people got out, stalking towards us.

In my head I was contemplating what to do, but I didn’t have to for very long because I recognized one of Clint’s trick arrows stunning a few of them.

Steve, Yelena, and Wanda also made themselves known by starting to attack them, giving me time to focus on Y/N.

When she got to the backseat she was now close enough for me to reach into the window and pull her through it. I set her on her feet, but she winced as the leg that had the shard of glass stuck in it gave out, and she collapsed into my arms.

“Oh I’ve got you. Here, get on my back.” I bent down so I could carry her on my back while she wrapped her legs around my waist, and her arms around my neck. I still held onto her, but if I needed to use my hands then I would be able to.

I didn’t really know where to go. I had to get Y/N out of here, but with everything going on around us there really wasn’t a safe place for me to take her until the team took care of those guys.

So I just resulted in getting off the bridge before she’s gets caught in the crossfire. But just as I started to move the car toppled over the bridge, and into the water.

The bridge was already unstable enough, so when this happened the bridge shifted tremendously causing me and everyone else to stumble over their feet. Already being close to the edge when I tripped, I fell over the bridge.

Out of instinct I threw my hands up and managed to grab onto a metal bar that was loosely hanging from the frame of it, Y/N was still holding onto me.

She shrieked out of fear and I grunted while struggling to hold on with both hands. I started to grab the edge of the bridge to pull us up, but it shifted once again before I got the chance.

This time it caused Y/N’s grip on me to falter, her arms and legs slipped from sound me. Before she could fall I took one hand off the bar to grab her hand, holding onto her for dear life.

I tried pulling her back up, but I struggled and my hand was slipping.

“Nat- Nat you have to let me go or we’re both gonna fall.” she stuttered out, but I ignored her words.

Letting go was never an option in my mind. It never would be.

I mustered up as much strength as I could and started to pull her up once more, grunting through gritted teeth. I managed to lift her up enough for her to be able to latch onto my back once again, wrapping her arms around neck and her legs around my waist.

I put my held onto the bar with two hands again, but before I did anything I saw Clint’s head peeking over the edge out of the corner of my eye.

My eyes widened in relief, “Clint, pull us up!” I yelled and he ran over to where we were, giving me his hand and he pulled us back onto the bridge.

I laid there for a second to catch my breath before standing up, helping Y/N up too. I looked around and saw the people that they were fighting spread out on the ground unconscious.

A voice and a hand on my shoulder pulled me out of the thoughts, “Come on, the cars are over here.” Clint said with a small smile.

I nodded my head, picking Y/N up bridal style and following the team to the cars. When we arrived at the compound I took Y/N to the medbay to get her leg looked at by Bruce.

We were there for about an hour as he removed the glass and stitched her up, then I was able to bring her back to my room that I rarely used anymore since I moved out of the compound.

We borrowed extra clothes and changed into them, finally being able to rest in bed. I laid on my back and wrapped an arm around her while she cuddled into my side.

The room was comfortably silent until I spoke up, wanting to talk about something that was on my mind, “Why did you choose me?”

She looked up at me with a slight frown, “What do you mean?”

“This isn’t the life you deserve. Having to flee from your house in the middle of the night is not the ideal life. You deserve someone who has to protect you from the cold weather outside during winter, not from people who are actively trying to kill you. And someone who’ll propose to you with the biggest diamond ring in existence. I can’t give you any of that Y/N.” I told her, staring at the ceiling.

She lightly chuckled, “Natasha if you’re worried about money and material things, I’d marry you with paper rings for all I care. And as for the rest of it, I knew what came with your job. I knew what you did was dangerous, but I still yes when you asked me to be your girlfriend because I love you. I can’t imagine being with anyone else because you are the life that I want.”

I finally looked down at her, “I just hated seeing you hurt.” I whispered, my eyes glossing over.

“Oh, Nat-” she began, sitting up on her elbow to look into my eyes and wipe away a tear that escaped with her thumb, I kept my arm around her waist.

“Before all of this happened you promised that you would protect me, and you did. There’s only so much you can do to prevent things from happening entirely, but you got us out of the situation. You literally hoisted me up onto your back with the strength of one arm while holding on for the both of us.” she smiled at me.

“Yeah, I guess Steve’s ridiculous and unreasonable workouts have a reason after all.” I chuckled.

“See?” she smiled.

“And here we are now. Laying in bed, me in your arms, safe and sound. You kept your promise.” she whispered the last sentence, dropping her forehead onto mine.

I closed my eyes inhaling her comforting scent, “Well I’d be a terrible girlfriend if I broke it.” I joked with a grin.

“Yeah, you would.” she teased.

I smiled, lifting my head off the pillow to capture her lips in a passionate kiss. Her soft hands came up to cup my face, mine stayed on her waist and the small of her back.

After all that happened I didn’t want to pull away, ever. I still couldn’t understand why a sweet, gentle girl like her would want to be with someone like me. But if it was what she wanted, then I would happily oblige and keep her safe with me.

“I love you.” she whispered when she pulled away.

My hand came up to caress the side of her face, “I love you more.” I said against her lips.

She laid back down, curling into my side and laying her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her in a protective manner, planning on falling asleep after I knew she did.

But I still had one thing on my mind.

“You would really marry me with paper rings?” I curiously questioned.

I felt her chuckle, “Of course, Nat.” she responded, I could hear the tiredness in her voice before she let herself start to fall asleep.

“Good to know.”

[sissylittlefeather]

Time for...

A Very Quiet Life: Chapter 4

A/N: I know this one is kind of a bummer, and it's super short, but it's important to the storyline, so don't give up on it. Part 5 is *literally* steamy 🥵

Warnings: reader is a widow, this one is angsty, but that's about it. Sorry no smut this time, ya lil horny devils.

Links to:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Stick around... there's much more to come!

Song inspo (because now I've done it on every post, I have to keep doing it)

Aaaaaaaand gifs:

How are you going to keep yourself from getting used to this?

******

You wake up to a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"Bye, baby."

"What time is it?"

"Almost 5:30. Go back to sleep." You nod your head and he kisses you softly on the lips and leaves. You hear the front door open and close quietly. The bed feels empty without him already, so you go ahead and get up. The first thing you do is change your shirt because Jane will probably recognize it. Before you hide it in your drawer, you put your face in it and breathe deeply. His smell is still there, even though you wore it all night.

You shouldn't miss him this much.

You make some coffee and sit on your front porch watching the sunrise and waiting for the kids to wake up.

Once the sun is up, you see Elvis walk out to get the paper. Your heart skips a beat and you're dying to call out to him. You don't even have to, though, because when he turns to walk back up to the house, he spots you and waves. He jogs over to you and leans against the railing on the steps up to your porch.

"Good morning, beautiful."

"Elvis. We can't do this. Someone might see you." You whip your head from side to side, looking for nosey neighbors to come crawling out of the bushes.

"What? I'm just a neighbor coming to say hello." He gives you a winning grin.

"Elvis." His face falls and he looks at the ground. "When does your wife get home?" He swallows hard.

"Tuesday." Today is Sunday. "You know she travels a lot." He looks up at you hopefully.

"Not enough for us to... we just can't. I can't... I have the kids and I just... I can't." Your heart feels like it's in a vice that just gets tighter and tighter and it's taking everything in you not to cry. He looks back down at the ground and nods.

"I guess I better go home, then." He turns to walk back to his house, but then stops and turns back to you. "But if you ever change your mind..."

Just then, Jane calls from inside the house. "Mooooom!" You stand up from the porch and he turns and walks away. You watch him go before Jane comes to the door. "Mom! I'm hungry." You sigh and go back into the house to tend to the kids.

******

You spend a lazy Sunday with the kids on the couch watching tv and reading. You go ahead and give Michael the comics you've bought for his birthday next month, since he's so pitiful with his cast. He can't read yet, but he likes to look at the pictures.

Round about 3 o'clock there's a light knock on the front door. When you get to the door, you're surprised to find Elvis there. You thought you were pretty clear this morning. Before you can say anything about it though, he opens his mouth.

"I'm here to see Michael. I brought him some stuff to help his recovery." He holds up a bag. "Can I come in?" You feel bad for assuming he was there to see you.

"Sure." You open the door and he walks in and goes to the living room. When he gets to Michael on the couch, he plops the bag down between his legs and starts pulling stuff out. He has a pint of chocolate ice cream, a stack of comic books, and a model car, still in the box waiting to be built. Michael goes straight for the comics. They're older ones, but he doesn't care. He's never seen them before and he's fascinated.

"Where did you get these?" He asks excitedly.

"They were mine when I was younger. I thought you might like them." The gesture is so kind, it tugs at your heart a little.

"Should I take the ice cream to the kitchen?" You cut in, noticing that it's already starting to melt.

"Can I have some too, Mama?" Jane asks politely.

"Sure, honey." You take the ice cream and go into the kitchen to put it into two bowls. When you come back out, Elvis is showing Michael the car box.

"I know your hand is a little busted up right now, but I thought I could help you build it sometime when it's feeling better." Michael nods excitedly.

Why does he have to be married?

You hand the ice cream to the kids and they go to work eating it. Elvis stands up.

"I guess I better be going. Thanks for letting me bring the stuff in."

"Thank you for the ice cream, Mr. Presley!" Jane calls to him. Michael just grunts and nods. He's too busy eating. You walk Elvis to the front door.

"Thank you for doing that. You didn't have to--"

"How many times do I have to tell you that I want to? Can't I still love your kids even if you won't let me..." he trails off. You can tell he's frustrated with you.

"Yes. I'm sorry. We need someone like you... THEY. They need someone like you." You caught it too late and he notices. He looks at you almost hopefully and then nods.

"Well, I'll be around as long as they need me." He walks out the front door and back to his house.

******

Chapter 5 coming soon!

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[s1eep-o]

Hey! Hope your having a good day!! I was wondering if you could do something with a Dave Grohl (early foo fighters) x sunshine fem reader who’s also the lead singer of a band? Like they meet and she doesn’t realize who his is but he’s freaking out inside? Just some cute fluff. Sorry if that’s too much!!

-🔮

AHHH I LOVE THIS IDEA *smooches your head*

A/N: OMG i am so sorry this came out so late! i have been so lazy and i didn't know what i should write, but hopefully this checks your boxes on you list!

warnings: cursing, smoking (brief mention), and drinking (brief mention). inform me if there are more.

pairing: earlyff!dave grohl x leadsinger!sunshine!fem!reader. ( i don’t rlly like the y/n thing so i gave her a name if ya don’t mind)

It was 1998 and the Foo Fighters were attending a music festival to promote their newest album, The Colour and the Shape. All the bands and their tour buses have just arrived at the festival grounds and a young Dave Grohl was exploring the place when he saw her, “Oh my god..” but before he could get a chance to say hi, you were gone. He practically ran back to the bus, “Oh my god, T. You will not believe who I just saw.” Taylor was lounging on the couch, “Huh?” He answered groggily, “Aurora fucking Sparks, the lead singer from Velvet Ecstasy!” He was basically jumping up and down like a little child.

Taylor jumped from his spot on the couch, “You’re fucking joking Dave.” Taylor said in disbelief, “T you gotta believe me, man. Let’s go look for her dude!” He grabbed Taylor’s shoulders and started shaking him. “Who knows, maybe you could even get her number. I heard they’re rehearsing right now.” Taylor smirked and wiggled his eyebrows at his friend while they exited the bus.

“Okay good work, I think we should just turn up Donny’s mic up a little and it’ll be perfect.” Aurora said to the band, she looked off to the side looking for a stage tech but instead saw a brunette and a blonde watching the band. She walked over to the pair and noticed how they were completely starstruck, “Hey, I’m Aurora. Are you guys the stage techs?” She asked with a soft smile. “No we’re uhm actually in a band.. we just came to watch- we’re huge fans.” Dave said nervously, basically stumbling over all his words. “Oh! Well thank you, what’s your band name?” Dave was so shocked about having a conversation with her that he was silent so Taylor had so speak up, “What he’s trying to say is that we’re in a band called Foo Fighters, we’re actually promoting our second album!” Taylor told her enthusiastically, “Wow, Foo Fighters? I think you guys are actually opening for us!” She replied.

Later that night.

“Calm down Dave, we’ve done this a bunch of times.” Pat told him, putting a hand on his shoulder as an attempt to calm his nerves. "It's not his performance that's making him nervous," Chris piped up "It's who's watching." This earned a laugh from the rest of the boys except for Dave. "You guys are up." A stage tech came by and informed the group, they all got up and came together in a small circle and all mumbled a little goodluck prayer.

"We are Foo Fighters and this is a song from our new album!" All the nerves Dave previously had dissipated, being on the stage made him feel amazing. Little did he know he also had that same effect on those who watched. From the side of the stage Aurora watched in awe, "Rory, what are ya doin man- we're doing our pre-concert ritual!" Her bandmate, Hannah yelled at her over the music. "Sorry Han, I got a little distracted. I'll be right there!."

"Hey guys!" Aurora said, out of breath standing in the doorway of the green room. "Look who decided to show up!" Donny said from the leather couch, "Someone was a little distracted by the opening band, eh?" Ricky chuckled. "To be fair, they are really good! I'm surprised I've never heard of them before.." Aurora said as she picked up her guitar and plopped down onto the couch. Strumming some chords on the guitar as the band was having a normal conversation, "So Aurora, you and Grohl, huh?" Ricky asked, "Me and Grohl? What do ya mean Ricky?” Aurora asked curiously, “Oh cmon Rory, I saw how you were ogling him just now!” Hannah exasperated. “Hey man, if ya ever get close you should hook me up with one of his bandmates.” she joked as she got close to Auroras face, “No way man!” Aurora replied, sticking her tongue out.

“Hey you guys are up.” said one of the stage directors. The band all stood in a small circle and put their hands into the center of the circle, letting out a little holler before leaving the room. Everyone was on stage, Aurora began to walk up the steps to join them, but someone grabbed her arm. "Uh- hey Rory, is that okay if I call you Rory?" Dave stammered out, Aurora just smiled sweetly and gave him a curt nod. "Well, Rory- good luch out there! You probably don't need it but, yeah." He replied, trying to seem as chill as possible. "Thank you, Dave!" Rory shouted out over the cheers and made her way up the stairs to join the band.

"That was hil-ar-i-ous, dude!" Taylor said to Dave the second he walked back over to the band, "Man. I never seen you like that with a girl before." he continued, playfully slapping Daves shoulder. "Shut up, Hawkins." Dave muttered, plopping down onto a nearby couch. "Alright dude," Taylor said, raising his hands in mock surrender, "All I'm gonna say is that you should so ask her out tonight." he said plopping down next to Dave.

"Thank you so much everyone, it was amazing to perform for you all. Till next time, see ya!" Aurora shouted through the mic and began to walk off the stage, followed by the rest of the band, heading straight to the snack bar. "Hell yeah, they made us sandwiches!" Hannah pumped her fist in the air and went to grab a sandwich from the table. "Pace yourself Han, don't want a stomach ache tonight." Donny joked, also grabbing a sandwich. Rory just grabbed a water bottle and some chips, heading to the seating area with Ricky.

"Hey Aurora, over here!" someone shouts her name and she turns to look towards the voice to see the Foos sitting at a couch and drinking, "I'm gonna go head over there, you think you can goback to the snack bar and bring the rest of the band over here, please?" She turned back to her side and asked her bandmate Ricky, who gave her a quick thumbs up before turning back to the snack bar.

"Howdy guys!" Rory walked over to the couches and plopped down to sit next to Dave, "Hey Dave!" she says, smiling at the nervous boy. "Hi Rory. You did really great up there, you looked very pretty, too." He said nervously, rubbing the back of his neck and looking at his shoes. Pat snickered from where he stood with Taylor, "Aw, thank you Dave. I really appreciate it, and if we're throwing out compliments.. you looked very handsome earlier." Dave immediately began to burn up, "Thank you.." He replied, finally looking into her eyes, "I've been meaning to ask-" he quickly gets cut off by Donny, "Heyo! The party has officially arrived lame-os!." He shouted, putting his arm around Nates shoudler. Ricky and Hannah came from behind him, arm in arm, "Let's bounce ya'll, we're hitting up the karaoke bar!"

A bunch of shots later, at the karaoke bar

Taylor and Donny we're screaming out the lyrics of the song Don't Stop Believin very drunkinly, causing the both the bands to double over in laughter. Rory grabbed her drink and finished off what little remained, "Hey Dave?" she called out to him who sat at the other end of the table of her, "You wanna go for a smoke with me?" She asked, her dreamy smile and glimmering eyes catching the tipsy Dave off guard, almost sobering him up completely. "Sure!" he replied, getting up from his end of the table and walking over to the still sitting Aurora. Standing up from her seat she linked her arms with Dave, resting her head on his shoulder and slowly walking outside. The loud singing coming from Donny and Taylor dying down as the pair walked out into the crisp air.

Quickly unlinking their arms to grab a smoke and a lighter, Rory lights it and looks at a mesmerized Dave, smiling sweetly at him when the two make eye contact. "You were asking me something earlier?" she questioned him, "before Donny cut you off." she added, giggling lightly. "Oh! Yeah.. well, I was going to ask you if you wanted to go out tonight, but seeing as we all ended up at a karaoke bar, I don't think that's possible anymore.." he replied quietly. Rory was a little taken aback, her face dropping, but she quickly smiled again and walked over to Dave, throwing her cigarette to the ground. "Who says we can't ditch these losers and go on our own date?" she suggests, grabbing his hand and holding it in hers.

The pair ended up on the swings of an old playground, talking about everything and nothing. Rory was rambling on about something, when she noticed she wasn't recieving any quips from Dave she turned to look at him, noticing how he was admiring her in the pale moonlight. "S-sorry.. you just look so beautiful." he says quietly, glancing down to her lips, "Can I?" he whispers, Rory nods and leans just a bit closer to Dave, he reciprocates her actions and slowly he closes the gap and kisses her softly, holding her face. Kissing him back, Rory places her hand on the back of his neck, the kiss is quickly broken when there is a loud snap of a twig. "Damn it, Donny!" Taylor shouts at him and smacks him, "Ow! What the heck, Tay!" Donny shouts back, the pair ended up on the ground wrestling each other. Rory and Dave just look at each other and burst out in laughter.

A/N: hey ya'll i tried to get this out as quickly as i could so there may be a few mistakes, or a lot.. anyways!!

[amethystina]

Hey! That ask you answered about protective Yo Han reminded me of this gem from the script book. I don't know if you're interested in anything script-related, but in case you are, here it is. A slightly different way the scene in E3 was supposed to go, when Yo Han came to the factory and attacked the man who put a bomb in the painting. (Also, 'forced' means 'Yo Han', all translators use this word instead of his name for some reason).

Personally, I loved the "do you know who you hurt?", the madness "increasingly" filling Yo Han's eyes, and him glaring at K when he asked if this was about Ga On. I'm amazed that he got so protective of him so quickly, it's just E3. To think of what he'd do post-canon... thank God (and you, of course!) for your amazing story. I can't tell you how much I'm waiting for everything you're going to bring down on us.

Hope you're doing better!

I haven't gone out of my way to look for the script, no, but I do read the little snippets I might run into on Tumblr and such. So I'm not NOT interested? But also too lazy to go look for it xD

And, tbh, I don't want to accidentally mistake something that was written in the script — but then taken out — as something that actually happened in canon. I have a really good memory but I don't always remember WHERE I read/saw/heard a specific fact so there's a chance I might mistake it as a part of canon even if it's not x'D

But, all that said, I am FASCINATED by this new information, not going to lie. I think that the increasing madness was still captured pretty well in the final version, but the "Do you know who you hurt?" Oh yes, I'm into that. Because while it COULD still just mean that Yo Han is referring to himself, I like that it leaves room for speculation. Very nice.

Though, at the same time, I feel like I have to be a responsible person and point out that, most likely, the reason why Yo Han reacts so violently as early as episode 3 is probably because of Isaac, not Ga On. Like, at that point, I think Yo Han is still struggling a bit with separating the two. Not that he ever mistakes them for each other, obviously, but it's probably a little disorienting until he gets to know Ga On better and can see all the differences more clearly. So it wouldn't surprise me if some of that protectiveness is because Ga On looks like Isaac, at least this early. It brings back very bad memories, and all.

But post-canon? That protectiveness would be for Ga On only. And, as always, Yo Han would hold nothing back.

And we will be exploring that a bit in Who Holds the Devil, yes. Not quite on the level of "I'm going to bring the entire country to its knees," but hopefully still enough to satisfy everyone's need for protective Yo Han ;)

Thank you so much for sending me this! I hope you have a wonderful evening 💜

[heal-the-ashes]

I just finished watching some of the vision!! My brain is sort of all over the place with it, and I completely forgot/skipped over the two new titles honestly. I'll go back and watch those eventually but I'm kind of really excited for Decapolice! And of course NWoS and FL2!! My full reactions are under the cut, I don't wanna ruin it for someone who hasn't seen it yet...

I'm kinda sad we didn't get an actual release date. A year is a long window of time... And the 3-D models aren't really selling it for me, but hopefully that'll change. Whether I get used to them or something. I'm kind of sad for NWoS in general and I don't really know why. Honestly I think it's just a me thing. That I'm scared and intimidated of change because NWoS looks really different. But... I hope it... I hope it's good. I'm not saying I think it'll be bad, I'm just a little scared of how it's going to be. I've heard that anxiety and excitement are caused by the same part of the brain—I think this is what I'm mistaking it for! I may be a little scared... but it won't get my hopes down for this new adventure! As for FL2... um, in which I'm lazy and not wanting to say the full name because it's a long title... (Unless it's just being called FLi?) Um, I'm sort of excited for it. I've been replaying the first game and it's been fun. It's been lonely, but it's been fun. I hope to play the new one with others one day. And Decapolice...! I'm kind of really excited for it... Even more so than NWoS and FLi.. for.. some reason. I feel bad for saying that, but... I really like detective games and plot lines and stuff to do with memory and the music is so cool and the techno stuff and... And furries? I think? Those are furries? Which honestly I love? I'm one... (don't be mean please :( ) But my mind is still kind of all over the place. I'll probably come back to this and gather my thoughts a lot.

[thana-topsy]

Hello! I hope this isn't too much of a loaded question, but do you have any general tips for writing? I'd like to give fanfic writing a shot at some point.

Not at all! I'm always happy to talk shop about writing! As far as general tips go, there are some things that I think everyone could benefit from, so I'll try to condense my opinions and suggestions into A Numbered List. (We'll limit it to 5 suggestions for now).

Read Actively I mean this in the sense of really chewing on whatever it is you're reading. Dig into the meat of That One Paragraph and look for things you enjoy, things that tickle your brain. I'll give an example from something I read recently, which is our lovely @kookaburra1701's newest story "Aristeia" "They crested the final hillock; Mor Khazgur dominated the shallow valley below. When she had been younger, Borgakh had often imagined the longhouse was a lazy cat asleep on a bright green rug, curled up against the rocks of the Druadach Mountains. When the stronghold’s goats were pastured in the glade, they played the role of mice scurrying about under the cat’s nose." I was just ENAMORED by this passage. The whimsy, the rhythm of some the repeating consonants -- stronghold's goats, glade -- and just the imagery it drummed up, reminding me of those fanciful imaginings of my own childhood. So don't just read a lot, but read actively. Read works that inspire you, authors that impress you, and subject matter that's similar to the type of stuff you want to be writing. And think about why you like the things your like, and draw that inspiration into your own writing. Imitate your heroes until you're no longer imitating and it's just how you write.

Accept Constructive Criticism This one is always a challenge in the beginning. The Ego is a powerful little devil, and it'll try to confuse you. It'll tell you that your value is tied to the words on the page. But I'm here to tell you that YOU are NOT the words on the page. Take an objective stance on your prose and your plot. Everyone starts somewhere and (hopefully) nobody ever stops learning or improving. NOTE: Notice I said constructive criticism. This does not mean you should let people tear your work into shreds in bad faith. Listen to people who want to see you improve and also find joy in the craft of writing.

Read Your Writing Out Loud This is kind of self-explanatory. You'll get a really good feel for your own rhythm and flow VERY easily this way. And you'll catch almost any mistakes right away.

Cut All Unnecessary Words This is getting into the technical side of things, but why not? One of the first books I read on the craft of writing (whose title unfortunately escapes my mind at the moment) contained this advice, and it is STILL something I struggle with. Obviously, when you have a character with a specific voice, sometimes they get flowery in their internal speech and observations. I'll use Aiden as an example: "The fort loomed over them, massive and severe. Aiden attempted to judge the architecture and found he wasn’t quite sure what race or nation could have possibly built it. Or when it was built, for that matter. Second era, perhaps? The design seemed more Breton than Nord: austere, angular, and formal. But so close to the Velothi mountains, it could have been Imperial."  I bolded words that don't actually add anything of value to the descriptions here. We lose nothing by cutting them out. But they're how Aiden thinks about the world around him. So I keep them to give shape to his internal processing. I'd say to try to write without these kinds of flavor words first, then start adding them in. Learn the rules before you break them, or break the habit before it becomes the ONLY way you write.

Write Every Day This one is tough in the beginning, but it's so crucial to becoming a better writer. WRITE. EVERY. DAY. Even if it's just 200 words, do it. Make it your little morning ritual or evening wind-down. Pick a time that's just for you and your words. Close all your tabs, put your phone on silent, and just write. Be alone with the world that you are trying to create. And soon enough, you'll find that you can't go a day without writing something. And what a joy that is.

That's my list! I hope you found these tips useful! I also recommend reading books on the craft of writing, too.

Best of luck on your journey! You have infinite possibilities before you.

[coconutcordiale]

kiss the sun (fight the fire)

pairing- hangman x fem pilot reader (cs violet)

synopsis-

You bite your lip as he attaches his mouth to the side of your neck to keep yourself from saying anything embarrassing.

Rest in Peace Violet; admitted to being head over heels for her situationship because he grazed his teeth on her pulse point and short-circuited her brain.

Yeah. Absolutely not.

warnings- angst, friends with benefits sitch, bittersweet/unhappy ending (but this is set in the middle of love that's a real long shot so you can find the actual ending there if you feel the need), 18+ for brief allusions to smut

length- 1.3k

part of the heart in danger universe (hangman x violet) but can be read separately! there's overlap with love that's a real long shot idk sorry guys i'm just lazy asf apparently

i'm not a huge fan of how this turned out but it be like that sometimes (or, all the time lately) if anyone wants to start a support group for when the muses are not musing, hmu

i'm not a huge fan of how this turned out but it be like that sometimes (or, all the time lately) if anyone wants to start a support group for when the muses are not musing, hmu

title courtesy of mountain of the sun - Greta van fleet

North Island, 2022

Like most conversations with Jake, it happens outside the Hard Deck.

“I’m sorry?” You’re confused, have been since the moment you walked into the bar with Phoenix, Payback, and Fanboy and watched Jake’s normally clear, sea glass green eyes cloud with irritation at your presence. “That I didn’t tell you they sent me back to TOPGUN too? I haven’t seen you in almost a year, Jake.”

Jake’s clearly biting back anger, muscles flexing in his jaw as he grinds his teeth. It’s eerie, really to have that terrifying precision directed toward you. It’s not like you don’t know that Hangman doesn’t play well with others, but it’s been years since he threw it your way.

“Don’t act like we haven’t talked since then. I think you know you were supposed to mention it.”

You deflate. You don’t even know what you’re saying anymore, mouth forming words that only seem to frustrate him further, push him back into his shell.  

“Let’s just get through this mission, it’ll be easier if we’re not fighting,” you suggest eventually, knowing there's no way you win this round, not while Jake is determined to use anything that comes from your lips against you. “You do enough goading with Rooster.”

You see the moment he forcibly relaxes, each muscle taking on tightly controlled calmness, the Hangman camouflage painting itself over his sharp features.

“We’ll stay out of each other’s way. Focus on the mission.”

“Yeah, focus on the mission,” you agree, staring down at your beer and wishing you’d brought several tequila shots outside with you. Maybe the whole bottle. Some lime for good measure.

You silently follow Jake back inside instead of opening your mouth again and making things worse, settling into a stool next to Phoenix with a hopefully less than noticeable sigh.

“What’s up with Bagman?”

You take a sip of your beer, trying not to wince. Guess your displeasure wasn’t as quiet as you intended. “I think he’s pissed I’m here.”

Phoenix furrows her eyebrows. “Why would he be mad you got called back too?”

You shrug. “Maybe I’m cramping his style – he thinks I’ll be upset if he’s sticking his hand up girls’ skirts at the Hard Deck in front of me.”

“You would be upset.”

“Not the point. Besides, it’s not like I’d actually tell him that. He probably just wasn’t expecting to see me and now I’ve ruined his plans to whore around, flirt with Rooster, or whatever he had in mind.”

“Wait, I’m sorry, you didn’t tell him?”

“No, when he mentioned he got the order, they hadn’t called me yet.”

“Then maybe he’s mad because it looks like you were hiding it from him.”

You roll your eyes. “We’re talking about Hangman here. Why would he care about that?”

Phoenix gives you a distinctly unimpressed look that you would really prefer to ignore.

Maybe it's time for those tequila shots after all.

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Your skin is buzzing, has been since you listened to Hangman swoop in and save Rooster and Mav over the radios. You’d never been happier to hear that slight southern drawl make a stupid joke about tray tables in your entire life. The energy carried you through all the hops and transports back to North Island, all the way back to the Hard Deck where the air is finally filled with victory rather than uncertainty, all the way to Hangman’s room, your mind refusing to think about what a bad idea it is to be here with him. There’s only space for one thought running through your brain.

We’re alive.

“Fuck,” Jake groans, deft fingers making quick work of the buttons of your uniform. “Missed you, missed this.”

You bite your lip as he attaches his mouth to the side of your neck to keep yourself from saying anything embarrassing.

Rest in Peace Violet; admitted to being head over heels for her situationship because he grazed his teeth on her pulse point and short-circuited her brain.

Yeah. Absolutely not.

A sheen of sweat and one broken lamp later, you’re fully, frustratingly content. It's a little annoying, at this point, for Jake to look the way he does and be this good in bed.

“Don’t like fighting with you,” you admit in a whisper, lips tracing against his smooth skin, because your common sense got taken out at the knees three orgasms ago.

“Ended well. Gave us a vigor we haven’t had in a while.”

You know he’s joking. He’s teasing, doesn’t mean anything by his tone.

It doesn’t change the fact that you suddenly feel like a bucket of ice water has been upended on your head. Because that’s all this is. It’s never going to be more.

You can’t keep doing this, you think with startling clarity, not if it’s not going to mean anything. It’s not even his fault. You’ve known who he was from the beginning.

“Yeah,” you mutter, exhaling a steadying breath. “I don’t know. All the arguing, then making up so we can fool around. It’s time for us to grow up, don’t you think?”

“Probably,” Jake responds, completely unreadable.

It’s not like you expected him to disagree with you, but you feel a twinge beneath your ribs anyways.

When he kisses you, you can’t help but hold on tight, pulling him as close to you as possible with fingers tangled at the base of his neck. You should maybe be more concerned with sticking to your guns, not doing this again, but if this is the last chance you’ll get to have him you’re sure as hell not strong enough to deny yourself of that.

You know now what the end tastes like. Bittersweet.

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“Heard Seresin’s opting to stay in North Island if you need more of an incentive to take Cyclone up on staying here,” Phoenix tells you the next morning, apropos of nothing and stabbing her French toast with a little more force than you think is necessary, given the cutesy restaurant you’re currently sitting in.

You cringe, having forgotten you were going to have to talk to her about this. Of course, this is the perfect opportunity for her to needle you, given none of the boys would be caught dead in this hipster brunch place, leaving you two to your own devices. “That’s a disincentive, actually.”

Phoenix furrows her brows. “Thought you guys made up after he got a chance to play hero. You were finally speaking in full sentences last night, at least.”

You look down, avoiding her eyes. “We ended things. For good.”

She grabs your hand from across the table, sympathy radiating.

Phoenix clears her throat after a second, smoothing out her expression, but her eyes still have that softness to them you rarely get to see. “That explains why you don’t want to take Cyclone’s offer.”

You nod. “Not very feminist of me, yeah? Letting a guy influence my decisions. But I just can’t trust myself around him. It’s like he’s lowered my defenses without even trying.”

“You can’t stay away.”

She’s not asking. It’s an observation, painfully obvious to the people around you that know you well. You wonder, idly, if Jake knows too.

He must. The thought makes your chest tight, hand unlacing from Phoenix’s so your knuckles can press against your sternum, quelling the pain and embarrassment that comes with realizing he’s probably been pretending not to notice, helping you save face.

You nod, a tired, small thing. “Yeah. And that’s the problem; I’ll always keep coming back.”

Looking at the waves crashing outside, you try not to miss North Island before you’ve even left. It doesn’t work, because you can still smell Jake’s cologne on your skin, can still taste the sting of goodbye on your tongue.

But Jake was just one chapter. You know you’ll have more.

[lilith-little-world]

Character ai is a mess. I went back to it and lost myself in it again, but I'm back now but idk for how long. So I'm gonna like speedrun all of my writing and editing for this and the 2nd chapter. Cause holy shit, I'm gonna be hella busy in a few months. Also found out I have a small and harmless heart condition...yeah so this month been crazy.

Also made a little drawing since I was gone for a while. Hopefully I’ll be back with weekly updates now I’m off of character ai and started to take meds for my heart.

I Saw You Once In a Dream, Maybe Pt 9

Is it too late to kick him out? He stares up at you and smirks. You can feel your face get ready as the embarrassment hits. You can't be seriously asking for him to tag along.

You might as well beg for him to come.

“Can you please, come with me? I would appreciate it, if you can. I'll even buy something for you.”

It took everything in you to stare back at him. The urge to smack him increased when his smirk widened.

How the fuck did you two got married in the future?

“Oh, of course, I will come along. Especially when you asked so nicely.” He stands up and heads to the front door, giving you one last glance.

You sigh and try to calm down. Ever since running into him, your day has been…well you can't even describe it. Was it bad? Good? Meh?

You lock the door and catch up to Monkey King, who was waiting for you on the sidewalk. He gives you a soft smile.

“So which way are we going?”

“There's a small market nearby. It's just a short walk, 5 minutes tops.”

You walk off and try to block out any thoughts of how you prefer that smile on his face.

Monkey King nods and follows you.

“So what are you planning for dinner? I'm not much of a cook but I can help!” He stares at you with that same soft expression.

What the hell happened?! Why is he acting all calm and sweet all of a sudden?

You continue to ignore your thoughts and how your heart was fluttering.

“I don't know, I guess we'll find out when I buy the groceries. I'm not much of a cook either. I just fall asleep and skip dinner for most nights.”

“I don't think that's healthy for a human.” He mutters. You can see he wanted to say something more.

“Maybe, but I never had a reason to make dinner. A snack or takeout was enough.”

“So why not tonight?”

“Well…” You felt nervous and embarrassed. “It's been a while since I had someone over at my house so I just thought…that maybe I should do something different- something special.” You didn't need to see your face to know you were blushing. You wanted to scold yourself for getting all flustered for no reason yet all your thoughts stopped when you glanced at Monkey King.

He stares at you with wide eyes.

“You're cooking dinner because of me?” His eyes seem to shine like stars. Beaming with fondness and affection. “Looks like someone is falling for me.”

“What?! I just met you!” You nudge his shoulder. You wanted to get mad or at least annoyed but you just laughed. Monkey King laughs with you as he bumps his shoulder with yours. “Sneakily” holding your hand. Intertwining his fingers with yours, his grasp firm.

You smiled at him and held his hand back. Leaning on his shoulder as you both walk to the grocery store.

Even though you two spent an hour there. You enjoyed his company. Monkey King, helping by grabbing items or just joking around and having fun. What had always been a chore for you, felt fun when he joined along.

Okay, maybe you're starting to understand why you married this idiot.

Also, you managed to buy a little more than usual since he could carry a lot of things. That was a huge plus for you, since you refuse to use your car for anything. Does that thing even work? Oh, wait, pretty sure you lost the key to it and are too lazy to get a new one.

“Thank you again for helping to carry the bags back. You can place it on the counter.”

“You bought a lot of things, how empty is your fridge?”

“Shhhh, we don't talk about that. I bet you don't even have a fridge, so don't judge.”

“There's literally nothing in here.” He said placing a few items in the fridge.

You blow a raspberry at him and put the refrigerated items in the fridge.

“I told you I usually eat a snack or takeout. I hardly cook.”

“Is it because you don't know how to cook? How worried should I be, when you serve me my plate?”

You roll your eyes.

“If you're so worried, then I won't serve you anything.”

“Hey now, I said, I would be worried but that won't stop me from eating it. Edible or not, you're serving me food you made! No way I'm passing that opportunity. Maybe I can pretend, my darling spouse made me the best dinner after a long day of work.”

“Ha-ha, very funny. Are we really going to roleplay being an old married couple or what? We barely met, Monkey King.”

“Wukong, you can call me Wukong.”

You raise a brow at him.

“Alright, Wukong. So we are on a first-name basis now huh?”

“I mean-” He glances away, but you can see his cheeks turning red. “I really want to have a relationship with you and it'll be weird having you calling me by my title.”

It was weird to see him so…embarrassed and flustered. Throughout this whole day, he has been teasing you. Maybe there were a few moments when you saw him more softly. You just laughed and ruffled his fur in his head.

“I guess you're right about that, so Wukong it is then. Now put on a show we can watch while I cook. Nothing fancy or crazy, just some regular easy and fast food.”

Wukong chuckles as he heads to the living room.

“Alright, fine, but no complaints about what I pick.”

You put away the groceries and left the ingredients out. Once in a while, glancing at the tv to see what Wukong was searching for. You head to the trash can to throw something away when you spot the stuffed toy.

A part of you felt bad for throwing it away but another part of you felt embarrassed that you even bought the toy. What would Wukong think? Would he tease you about it or be hurt that you threw it away? That's if he found out. I wonder what will be the consequences for this?