#I need to discuss it because I cant wrap my head around it.

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

I love music boxes but having ones that don't state the name of the song actually ruin me. Forever subjected to having a moment decades later of oh...this sounds..familiar..... and then getting main character'd flashbacked to a music box that I had/still own and then I start bawling and no one knows why and I can't explain to them.

[hecksupremechips]

Not to be cynical but damn the way friends the tv show friends tries to convince me that ross and rachel are the perfect couple because they just kinda declared it and im supposed to just buy this. Like I’m sorry but no these two characters are so bland they have next to no personality they have never done anything interesting in their relationship that would make me care no unique qualities that compliment each other there is simply nothing there and also. Why does ross have such a big head in comparison to rachel what the fuck is up with that why are the women in this show so small in comparison to men this simply isn’t right

[divinesolas]

Bound by blood

summary: Its the morning after your unspoken confessions with jacaerys. And you are faced with the aftermath of your actions.

r.q: Ok 1. Your writing is so good 2. I need a part 2 to Jacaerys x alicentdaughter!reader where reader stays with Jacaerys joining team black and we need tk get everyone's reaction to alicent daughter!reader staying like

w.c: 2.1k

c.w: implied smut, alternative timeline, dialogue heavy, nail biter jacaerys, aemond appearance, fluff, even though they are now lovers they still argue lmaooo, not proofread, happy ending!

a.n: heavily requested im so sorry this took awhile and it might not be what people wanted but i hope you all enjoy !! <3

part one part three

Your eyes flutter open and you rubbing your hand to cover your eyes as the bright shining sun begins to shine rays down on you. You look over at the spot next to you expecting to see jacaerys laying next to you but instead you reach over and feel the cold spot next to you. He must have been up for a long time.

A pit forms in your stomach maybe preparing yourself to turn over and see a cup of moon tea sitting on the bedside table but when you’re instead greeted by a folded piece of paper and a cup of water with some fruits.

‘I'm sorry that i will not be here when you awake my love, i had some things i must discuss with my mother. Do not rush yourself but once you're ready you should make your way to the main hall so we can speak.

with all my love, jacaerys’

you sit up, chugging down the cup of water and taking a few bites of the fruit before sliding off the bed, eyeing the red splotches of blood pooling around where you had been laying leaving some dried blood on your thighs. You needed a bath. As if they could read your mind a maid walked in and you jumped.

“i am so sorry for startling you princess.” with a bow of her head you relax and bring the blanket to wrap around yourself suddenly feeling very embarrassed that she saw you like this. An unmarried woman who had clearly been sullied.

“The princess had requested i come here and run you a bath my lady” The princess? your face heats in embarrassment as you can only nod you head. He had told her, of course he would, especially after last night he seemed very keen on you staying here with him.

The only you could think about as you get scrubbed down was the slight ache between you legs and your mother. You wondered how she would react to all this, what was going to happen when you don't return home, or maybe you do but come back? all of your stuff is in the keep but its nothing of true value to you you suppose, everything that matters to you is here because all that truly matters to you is jacaerys.

You worry what your family will think if you don't return home, maybe that they killed you or kidnapped you. Will they send people here to come retrieve you? You wonder what jacaerys is doing right now, is he considering the same things you are?

You're shocked to be presented with a nice black dress instead of your older green one, you stare at your old dress on laying on the ground. You remember when she had gifted it to you, she had said it was hand made for you made in the house color. You remember her face and how she smiled at you when you spun around to show it to her and how she told you how gorgeous you looked. you look back at the maid who was looking at you expectantly and you apologize allowing her to dress you. You cant get hung up on these things, especially now that you’ve chosen to stay it does break your heart a bit to think about the fact that your last conversation with your mother was so short.

You try to suppress your anxiety as you are led towards the main hall where jacaerys had asked you to met him. when you get closer you can hear heavy discussions, you try to softly open the door but once you’re in the room the door closes so loudly behind you you hiss. Dreadfully turning around to see the room full of not only rhaenyra daemon and her children but the velaryon’s and many a council man.

“Good afternoon.” Everyone nods their head at you giving you a good afternoon in return. You don't notice him until he's standing right in front of you, “jacaerys,,”He lifts up your hands and presses a kiss against your lips. “Did you rest well?” You nod and he smiles at you, his hand reaching into his pocket and pulling out a necklace, reaching head hands behind your back to clip it on you.

You grab it in your hands and notice its a black metal sigil of house Targaryen. You look at him and he's just smiling at you, “You like it?” You hum and nod your head, he grips your hand and leads you towards the table where everyone had been standing around watching you. Your face heats when you notice rhaenyra’s happy face and daemons smirk.

“Now that the princess is here might we address the issue at hand?”

“where are we to go from here?”

Jacaerys takes a step closer to the table keeping one of his hands on your back “as i said we will be married tonight-”

You flashes back to last night where he had mentioned over and over again with shake breaths how he would marry you and how he would love to be your husband. You look down at the ground as you flush.

“Not to rain on your parade my prince but i have to be the one to ask it, how do we know the princess is to be trusted?” His hands slam on the table and he leans forward glaring daggers at the lord, “You will not accuse my wife of anything-” You place your hand on his back, “please do not get angry on my behalf Jace its fine. Besides there's something i should bring up.”

Everyone in the rooms attention turns to you, “I think it is best if i return to the keep.” Jacaerys whips towards you with an alarmed look, “what-” “i believe it is best if i inform my family i am staying here in person.” “That is a horrible idea they are animals!” “And you think they would act any better lest they believe me kidnapped?!” “You could send them a letter.” “a letter that you could easily have forced me to write they need to see and hear me say it.” “you are acting irrationally.” “I am acting irrationally?!?! for fearing they shall send their bannermen here to storm dragonstone putting everyone in danger?!”

“do they even like each other?” lucerys whispers to rhaena who just shrugs, baela stands with her arms crossed staring at the pair who are glaring daggers at one another, “they are angry because they care about each other.”

“and you would rather risk your own life?” “it is the best option-” “you are a ridiculous women.” “and you are nothing more than a fool if you believe you are right!”

“and what if they believe you are forced into saying it?” daemon cuts into you and jacaerys argument. You take a deep breath and step away from jacaerys, “They shall believe me, i am family.”

You look at jacaerys who has begun biting on one of his nails with a far away look. You grab both his hands and lace them with yours. “you must realize i am not asking for your permission.” he sighs and rests his forehead against yours with his eyes closed. “You must not leave me.” You can feel his heartbeat in the palm on his hand, beating erratically against his skin. He is afraid. Of not only you not returning back to him because you were forced to stay in the keep but because he is afraid you will not returned because you will be slayed.

“i will return to you i promise.” He is silent for awhile, thinking it over before he nods and takes a step away from you without a word. You turn your attention back to everyone else in the room trying your best to suppress your embarrassment as they give you sly looks.

“I do however agree with my son i worry for your safety should you return to the keep, they are not kind people.”

“I thank you for your worries my queen but unlike the rest of you they consider me their own flesh and blood. the worst that would happen to me is a few bumps and scratches i swear this. As i had been saying it is best if i were to return as soon as possible as i was even supposed to return last night. I am surprised they have not sent anyone to see me.” You know your mother must be worried sick and it leaves a pit your throat that you swallow down to your stomach. You cant think about those things right now.

As if on cue you hear a loud dragon roar from out side and you whip your head around to look out the window. “Vhagar.” “Aemond.” Jacaerys spits out next to you his face angry.

“I should go speak with him.” “I shall come with you.” “absolutely not. I will not have him harm you jacaerys. You remember what he did to you Jace.” You hand running lightly across the cheek where he had been struck.

“I shall go.” “I'm sorry prince daemon but i fear you are the worst option.”

You instead turn to the most familiar face in the room, “ser erryk will you accompany me?” As he was your sworn protector before he had left he nods, “Of course princess.”

A few more exchanges are spent between you and the others in the room, exchanging a kiss with jacaerys before you exit erryk quickly following behind you. Rhaenyra walks over to jacaerys and places her hand on his shoulder. “She will be fine sweetheart. You should not worry.” She rubs his back as he runs his hands down his face. “I hope you are right my queen.” She pinches his back lightly and smiles at him. “You love her.”

“More than anything.”

The grip you have on the fabric in your hand is tight as you quickly make your way down the bridge while aemond gets off vhagar. “Sister I am shocked to see you unharmed.”

“Aemond.” He stares at you with a curious look in his eye. “I had told mother the storm must have kept you held up but she was insistent i come and see you myself. She’s been worried sick.”

“extend my apologies too her.” He raises an eyebrow and looks you up and down. Once you two lock eyes and you stare at him not saying a single word. He seems to catch what you are saying and scoffs. “You are a fool.”

You shake your head at him, “They would not want me home anyway. For i have been tarnished and tainted by one you claim to be a bastard.” He freezes and you catch it even if its for a split second. His eye twitches. He says nothing just stares at you for a long moment. “I thought you were better than this. That you would get over whatever fascination you had with him. But it seems i was wrong.”

“extend my well wishes to sister and mother.” You toss your green dress towards him and he catches it. eyeing it before he looks back up at you. “I should kill you where you stand.” He makes no move to make good on his word, you doubt he fears ser erryk taking a step closer with his hand on his sword. “You do not wish to kill me brother. For there is no worse fate than being a Kinslayer.” Without even sparing another glance at you he climbs on vhagars back and flies off. You do not move from where you stand until he leaves you sight in the sky. a bittersweet feeling filling you stomach knowing it was the last time you would probably see him.

You do not notice you are even crying until ser erryk is crouched in front of you using his cape to wipe your face. “It is for the best princess.” “was it hard to leave your brother ser erryk?” he pauses for a moment, deep in thought before he nods. “It was. but i know it was for the best. You should feel the same.”

You rush back inside and are quickly greeted by jacaerys who was pacing anxiously by the doors his nail in his mouth but he quickly springs into action wrapping his arms around you tightly. burying his head in your neck as he lets out a sigh of relief. “do not worry my love. nothing will separate us.” and it is the truth. for not only a few hours later you two share a blood kiss, bounding the two of your souls together at last.

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tags: @b00kw0rmsworld

[honeybeedrabble]

Dangerous Desires (ix) - Home Coming

CW: spanking/brat taming, hair pulling, biting, licking, breast play, marking, unprotected piv (dont be stupid), rough sex, slight fingering, degradation, choking, cream-pie (DONT BE STUPID), probs some shit editing, LMK what i missed !!

word count: 10K 💀💀

18+ MDNI !!!!!

You stood in front of the hokage, heart beating out of your chest. You were nervous, that much was obvious. However you couldn’t wrap your head around why you were summoned. Lady Tsunade finished writing her last few words into her notes, stapling them together and setting them aside to address you.

“You must be wondering why I’ve sent for you,” she started, sitting up in her seat. Her face was somber.

“I can’t say you’re wrong.”

“What I’m about to tell you is something only a very select few know about.” Tsunade started, hands clasped together on the desk. “We’re about to go to war.”

You were shocked- was Kakashi really telling the truth?! Was he right all along?! Your emotions were everywhere and it was evident on your face.

“I know, I know it’s a lot to take in. I myself am not sure if I’ve taken it in yet.” She seemed stressed, you could see the worry behind her soft brown eyes.

“Lady Tsunade… who are we at war with?”

“My dear who aren’t we at war with?” She sadly laughed to herself. “Truth be told we’re fighting against a greater force than we know. I hate to say this but we’re looking at a fourth great ninja war.“ Your eyes widened, body filled with anxiety.

“A fourth great war? Are you serious?”

“I’m as serious as death. In fact, there’s going to be a five kage summit soon and I’ll need to attend to talk about said war.”

“So… The war isn’t with the other nations? I mean… if there’s going to be a summit with all five nations, doesn’t that mean neither is the threat?” You asked, still confused.

“Exactly.”

“Then who’s the threat?”

“I can’t discuss that with you.”

“Then why have I been summoned Lady Tsunade? If you can’t tell me who the enemy is tell me what I’m here for.” You were starting to get angry, worried for what you’d been told previously.

“You need to fight in this war.” Tsunade said plainly. “With medical jutsu like yours we would be idiots not to use you. I’m telling you now that we’re not asking you to enlist, but rather we are drafting.” Kakashi was right.

You couldn’t believe him, it was impossible to. How could this be happening? It wasn’t long since you’ve been here and already you’re being drafted in the war. It was exactly how Kakashi had told you, no denying it. This is your job, what you were sent to do, the only thing you know how to do, so damn right you’re going to use your blessing to help all you can.

“I’m well aware of my capabilities my lady, and in fact I find it a great honor to be drafted by you personally.”

“You’re taking this a lot better than I thought you would, I must thank you for that.” She sighed a relieved breath, hand clutching her chest.

“I have no other choice but to. This is what I signed up for when moving to Konoha. I decided the day I learned my first medical justu I would help the world become a better place. If you hadn’t drafted me I would’ve signed up myself. It’s my duty, this is my home.” Your words moved Tsunade, she smiled softly at you. Her face dropped suddenly.

“I’m glad you believe that, and I’m glad to have someone like you be so ready for whatever is to come, really I am. But because you’re going to be in the war I need to to preserve your chakra. Because of this, I forbid you from working at the hospital.” She looked away from you, knowing she didn’t want to see the determination wash away from your face in real time.

“Are you… are you firing me?”

“I’m afraid so. I cant have you waste any of your precious chakra on a few sick patients when we are going to have armies full of injured shinobi on the front lines. We have enough medical personnel at the hospital already, so with you being as high ranked as you are we must save you for the battlefield. You understand don’t you?”

“Lady Tsunade what more do I have other than my job? How long will it be until we are in war? I-I can’t be out of work that long.”

“I’m sorry but my hands are tied.” Her voice was almost as sad as yours, she worriedly watched as your eyes started to well with tears.

“Please my lady. Don’t do this to me.” She got up from her desk and walked over to you, hugging you tightly against her.

“It’s going to be alright, I promise. I just need you to rest up. We’ll be destroyed without you, please just trust me.” You hugged eachother until you could calm down, you wiped any tears that fell and stepped aside.

“Lady Tsunade I have a request to make.”

“What is it dear?”

“I want to go home. Back to my village and see my parents one last time before I go to war. I think it’s only reasonable to see them one last time, as me coming home alive and well is uncertain.” Tsunade stepped back and looked at you, a hand draped softly on your shoulder.

“I accept the request. How long will you be gone?”

“Probably under a week.”

“Then so be it. You’re dismissed.”

You walked out of the office and back home with an intense sadness inside of you. You gave up on Kakashi because you loved your job. Now your job has been stolen from you and it was all for nothing. Everything that had given you value- that had given you purpose- is now gone. You wondered if you should even return home or not.

You decided it would be a good idea if you told your friends Machi and Gale you’d be gone for the next few days, back at home until you decided you needed to come back. They understood and wished you well on your journey.

Kakashi was a mess, thinking about how poorly he treated you during your sexcapade, saying he hated you and fucking you so roughly he wasn’t sure if he had hurt you or not. Who care if he did? You hurt him worse. You hurt him in a way nobody else has. How could you treat him like he was somebody only to leave him like he was nothing? At least, that’s how he saw it.

Business at The Poison Sandwich was slow today, maybe the sadness was in the air. Kakashi ate his BLT, thoughts of you racing through his head. Even up until he heard your name uttered by the two girls you held dearly as friends.

“So she went back home.” Gale said to the cook behind the counter.

“I’ve been thinking about visiting a few of the sandwich shops in her village for a while now actually.” Percy smiled from behind the counter.

“Wait… she went back?” Kakashi interrupted, unsure if he heard right.

“Yeah, yesterday. Said she’s be back in a few days.” Machi said, looking over at Percy. “He said he was going to go the her village pretty soon to try out the food there.”

“Is this true Percy?” Kakashi asked his friend, who nodded as he discarded his white apron.

“Yeah. Why?”

“Can I come?” Kakashi asked, cursing himself. What was he thinking?

“Well as long as you don’t have any other plans for the rest of the day, I see no problem. I’m heading off now, so get ready.” Percy said, untying his apron and tossing it on a nearby countertop. “Ladies, you don’t mind closing shop for me, do you?”

And of course, as enamored with the man as they were, had zero issue and took care of business as he and Kakashi took off.

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Kakashi was shocked to see the strange motorized bike that Percy had built, looking it up and down in shock and awe at the mechanism.

“What is this, if I may ask?”

“Well I’m not a shinobi like you so getting around to long distances isn’t easy for me. I built this myself as a way to make the trips easier.” Percy said, tossing Kakashi a black helmet. Kakashi caught it and reluctantly adorned it, his silver hair peeking out from underneath.

As Percy started the machine Kakashi sat in the back behind him, pondering why he had felt the need for such an impromptu visit to your hometown. He didn’t know why he felt this way, especially after the way you had treated him. Once again he felt alone, abandoned by your heartlessness and eager mindset to go fight off in a war that he felt would mame and kill you the second you had your back turned to the enemy.

“Kakashi… what’s been going on with you?” Percy asked, snapping Kakashi out of the trance he found himself in.

“I’m sorry?” He asked, puzzled at his friends sudden questioning.

“Listen... Gale, Machi, and I all know about your secret affair. And we don’t care- we support it honestly. But ever since you two have had a falling out… we’ve noticed a change.” Percy’s voice was somber as he drove throughout the thick forest, focused on the destination while his heart was stuck in the conversation. Kakashi was silent a moment, his mind was racing. Was it safe to tell his friend the truth? To let the secrets of his beloved lay out in front of someone who was only watching from the outside?

“I’m not sure I understand,” he replied monotoned. His outside demeanor was cool, but anyone who really knew what was going on inside his mind could tell the intricacies of his tone, picking up the way his voice would lilt anxiously as he declared this inquiry.

“Well I’m sure you do, so don’t play dumb with me Hatake,” Percy snapped, he wasn’t playing games- Kakashi was sure of this now.

“Well what do you want me to tell you? Sometimes people don’t work out the way they meant to, we don’t have control over these things. All you need to know is that me and her are… we’re complicated.”

“Bullshit.” Kakashi was taken aback.

“What are you talking about?” The wind was blowing through his hair, headband threatening to blow off his eye. He held it tight, looking at his thighs for avoidance.

“I’m talking about your seriously psychotic desire for control. You’ve wanted her from the moment you met her, haven’t you?” Percy asked, revving the engine of his bike.

“More than anything…” Kakashi admitted, vision still remained on his thighs.

“And ever since then, what have you done?”

Kakashi thought about it for a moment. What had he done? He had fucked you on his desk, broken into your home and stolen your underwear, touched you while you slept, fucked you at work, fucked you on missions- gods... the list could only go on.

“I’ve done all I could.” He clutched his fists, hating how horribly his stomach churned. “And yet it still wasn’t enough.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that my love for her has consumed me, my body, brain, and soul. She’s all I think about- ever. She’s everything, and everywhere. No matter what time of day or night, I can feel her down to the very air I breathe. I’ve tried for what has felt like forever to have her all to myself.”

“Why all to yourself?”

“Because the thought of her with anyone else makes me violent,” Kakashi said, regretting his words the very moment they spilled past his lips.

Percy remained quiet, Kakashi wasn’t sure if it was so he could talk more or not. He stayed silent for a while too. He wondered wether Percy was judging him, then again he didn’t care too much, it wasn’t him who was worried about public appearances.

“Sometimes I can feel my blood boil when I see another man talking to her. She makes me feel at peace, not just in my mind but in my soul. I love that woman down to the marrow in my bones and to think that some other man could see her and only see her for her beauty, only see her for something to use makes me sick. I can practically feel the bile in my throat just thinking about it.”

“So she makes you feel calm?” Percy didn’t seem to be turned off by the way Kakashi spoke of you, it was as if they were having a conversation so casual it was comparable to one about the weather.

“It’s beyond that,” Kakashi felt his heart flutter as he thought of you, his mind running with excitement just at the opportunity to talk about you.

“Sometimes I think about my past and all the people who have left me. Some of them chose to, some of them didn’t. Regardless, whenever I’d get attached to someone they’d leave, I didn’t have any control over it. Maybe it was because I was weak, or too young to have any real say in the matter. But now it’s different. I’m stronger and I’m older, no matter how you look at it I’m ten times the person I was all those years ago.” Percy remained silent, listening intently to his friend. Something he wouldn’t do to much of as Kakashi wasn’t the type to open up easily.

“When I met her, I knew instantly I loved her. It was a fact just as true as the sky is blue. I don’t think about all the horrible things from my youth whenever she’s around, not when all I can think about is the possibility of my old age spent with this wonderful woman. And the only way to have a future with her is if she doesn’t leave. I’ve grown beyond a simple lust for her, I've realized I can’t escape these feelings. I learned about her past, her favorite flowers and I’ve showered her in as much affection I can show without being too much. I’m sure I’ve crossed that boundary already but I can’t help it, I have too much inside to not let go of.”

“So you want something serious with her?”

“Yes.”

“Why call it quits now? After everything you’ve gone through, why give up?”

“Because she’s going to leave me,” He ran a hand through his silver hair, holding back a tear that was heard through the slight crack in his voice.

“She told you she doesn’t want to be together anymore?” Percy asked, wondering if what his girlfriends told him about you was true or not. He remembered hearing how you liked Kakashi too, but was afraid of ridicule, yet still craved his love beneath it all.

“She wants to fight in a possible deadly battle. I cant disclose much but that’s all I can say.”

“But she’s strong isn’t she? Plus she’s a medic, so wouldn’t she be able to heal herself if anything happened?” Percy asked, unsure about the severity of this “battle”.

“You don’t get it,” Kakashi sighed, leaning his forehead against Percy’s back. “I can keep her through affection and intimacy, that’s one thing we both know we have for each other, it’s apparent. But I can’t keep her from getting herself killed. Death is around every corner for people like me and her.”

“Shinobi, you mean?”

“Exactly. I don’t want to be in love with someone and yearn for them every second we aren’t together just for them to leave and die. It’s not fair to torture myself like that. I’d rather call it quits early before I’m doomed to live a life of suffering. I couldn’t deal with it.”

“Kakashi, you already are.” Percy didn’t care to tiptoe around the fact, he was tired of all the beating around the bush. Kakashi sat there a moment, his head still resting against his friends back.

He closed his eyes, occasionally catching himself to hold onto the bike better as they jostled over small rocks and bumps along their path. Kakashi didn’t have much to say about that, but it did prompt a lot of thinking, not that he could do much with Percy being such a chatterbox.

“You need to hear me out with this, okay? Love is like a sandwich-“

“Good gods, spare me the metaphors…”

“I’m going somewhere with this trust me!!” Percy yelled defensively, his volume mostly washed out by the breeze blowing by. “You can have all the amazing fillings you want: intimacy, shared experiences, passion, romance, all that is great but without the bread that keeps it together it’s just a bunch of things slopped together. What makes a sandwich a sandwich is the bread that keeps it together- a solid foundation, trust. And sure, it’s going to be messy at times, but that just comes with that delicious journey we all sign up for.”

“Is there a point to this analogy?”

“Obviously, dumbass. You have all the makings for a great relationship except for the bread… the trust. The bread you’ve got is thin- real thin. Meaning it’s not able to keep all that great stuff inside. The only way that meals gonna end is with everything falling out. Do you know why your bread is thin?” Percy asked, dodging a large rock in the middle of the path.

“Because of my insecurities…” Kakashi admitted, his face heating up.

“Bingo.”

He sat with this realization, mostly because he was metaphorically eaten up alive by one of his best friends. That aside, he looked at the bigger picture. Was he really that insecure about his trust in you? He knew you were strong, but was he actually just insecure you would rather die than be with him?! Was he really that codependent on you? That wasn’t possible, not with war being such a great threat. Percy didn’t know that though, so that’s another thing to factor in. Regardless, there still was valid food for thought presented to him.

“Well how far away are we now?” Kakashi asked, looking around at the new environment.

“Wont take longer than a few minutes, bud. Relax, we’ll be there in no time.”

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Percy was right of course, only a few minutes later and the two were parked outside the large wooden gates. Sounds of children’s laughter and music could be heard just beyond, as well as the smell of amazing food clouding their senses. Kakashi and Percy walked in, delighted by all the new sights and sounds, it seemed like a festival was taking place, although they had zero clue what it was for.

While it did seem magical at first glance, Kakashi knew the truth behind this villages facade. When he truly looked around beyond the vibrant colors and fun attractions, he saw very sick people lurking around the streets, some even begging for spare money. He sighed to himself, judging all the men who walked by with their expensive robes who were laughing at the sick and elderly.

“Kakashi! Over here!” Percy called to him from beyond the crowd.

Kakashi looked over to where his friend was and saw a small shop next to some sort of brothel-esque building. He tilted his head in curiosity at him, raising both arms in a shrugging position.

“No- come over here! This is the place I came here for!” Percy called louder, holding open the shops door to signal he was about to enter.

Kakashi jogged over there, still overwhelmed by all the excitement going around. When he caught up with Percy, he suddenly felt something very familiar. It was that calmness in his soul he had described to Percy earlier. He spun around, trying to see what it was and if he could follow it.

“Something the matter?” Percy asked, shutting the door.

Kakashi turned his head and saw a small staircase on the outside of the establishment that led to a second story door. He furrowed his brow looking at the door, feeling a strange calling towards whatever was just beyond it.

“No… I guess it’s nothing.” He said, turning towards Percy as he opened the door and walked inside.

It was a small restaurant, a few tables here and there as well as a large island that a middle aged man stood at.

“Hi, welcome in fellas! Take a seat anywhere you want, I’ll get you both a few menus to look at!” He said cheerily, ducking behind the island to grab two menus.

Percy sat at the island in front of the man, Kakashi followed and took the seat next to him. The older man gave them their menus and went in the back to give them some time.

“Are you hungry at all?” Percy asked, skimming the drinks side.

“I could eat,” Kakahi responded, suddenly craving a sandwich more than anything.

There were quite a few options to choose from. Some vegan options, some vegetarian, and some sort of dessert types with various different fruits, custards, and cream fillings. Kakashi was in the mood for something more traditional and hearty, deciding he would ask for a grilled chicken sandwich.

The man reappeared with a small notepad and pen, leaning against the countertop.

“You two ready to order?” He asked, looking at Kakashi first.

“Yeah, may I please have the grilled chicken sandwich?” He asked, pointing to the menu. The man wrote it down and then asked for Percy’s order.

“I’ll have this breakfast sandwich,” Percy said.

“A little late don’t you think?” The man laughed, taking both menus.

“Well you know… breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Why not have it anytime of day?” Percy laughed. The man furrowed a brow and Percy grimaced, embarrassed by his joke falling flat.

Kakashi couldn’t help but feel that comforting aura getting stronger around him. He looked around, maybe it was the environment? Just then it became much stronger, as if all this muscles had relaxed in just that moment. It felt less like an aura and more like a chakra. He quickly looked behind the man and towards the curtains that led to the back. What he saw he couldn’t believe.

You emerged from beyond the curtains, holding two cups of water in your hands. When you looked up you immediately locked eyes with him. You must’ve felt the same muscle relaxation as Kakashi, you suddenly dropped both cups catching the eyes of the room.

“Kakashi…?”

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You had arrived to this hometown of yours not too long after you left Konoha. You watched as children ran around happily through the village with their prizes from games going on throughout the streets. You sighed, walking down the paths of the place you once called home, knowing the happiest of people were just tourists in this living hell your family and community was trapped in.

You approached your families restaurant, smiling at the nostalgic feeling it filled you with. You grabbed the handle and walked in, your father standing just behind the island. He called you name excitedly, rushing over to you to hold you in a tight hug.

“You’ve come home! What are you doing here? You didn’t get kicked out, did you?” He teased, letting you go to get a good look at you. You nervously laughed.

“No, it’s not that.” You said, rubbing the back of your neck.

“Well whatever the reason is, it’s nice seeing you again.”

“Um… can I talk to you upstairs for a moment? There’s something I need to tell you… it has to do with me being here actually.”

He nodded and held the curtain for you to walk through. Beyond the kitchen in the back was a small door that led to a staircase, that staircase led to the small flat you and your family grew up in. When you both had settled down in the living room, you had assumed your mother would be there, however she was not. Puzzled, you two sat on a nearby couch and you faced him to ask.

“Did mom go out somewhere? I mean… I didn’t see her in the restaurant or kitchen and it’s a little late to still be in bed…” Your fathers face fell, looking at the carpeting.

“Your mother is uh… well there’s no easy way to say this. Your mothers in the hospital.” You felt your heart drop.

“What’s wrong with her? Why didn’t you send a message?! I could’ve come home to help her- what’s going on dad?!” you asked, voice shaking.

He sighed deeply, rubbing his temples with one hand anxiously.

“We aren’t sure what was wrong with her but… we knew that with the big move and that new job of yours you’d have some real stress. We couldn’t put that on you, so we made the decision to send her to a nearby hospital to get her checked out.”

“Fuck…” you sighed, holding your head in your hands. “You need to take me to her, I can heal her… or fix her or… something- anything! Gods dad, what the hell?! Why wouldn’t you tell me?”

“Sweetie it’s fine, your mothers going to be okay-“

“Dad that’s a lot of money! For crying out loud, how are you going to afford the hospital bills?”

“We’ll be fine! as long as you’re okay we’ll be just fine.”

“Here, let me see if I have any extra money on me,” you reached into your pockets for your wallet. Your father quickly nudged your arm away.

“Please don’t, you have enough on your plate already. Why don’t you tell me what you needed to say earlier, okay?” He asked, putting on a small smile.

You frowned.

“Well, since we’re getting everything out in the open…” You took in a deep breath, letting it out with a shaky breath. “I’m going to war.”

You felt your heart shatter the way you watched your fathers face drop again. It was as if he was being told his only child was about to be killed right in front of him.

“Dad, I know how it’s sounds but I don’t have any other choice. There are people who need me, I signed up for this- this is my job.“

“I understand.” He said softly. You frowned, pulling him into a hug.

“I wanted to see you and mom one last time before I left… I know it’s a worst case scenario but… if anything were to happen, I wanted to tell you both goodbye.” You heard your father sob in your ear, holding you tightly. You couldn’t help yourself from crying either and wept with him on the sofa.

“I know you’re strong, and I know you’re valuable, but I’m still so worried,” he sputtered, you patted his back to comfort him but it did next to nothing.

“I know, but I promise you I’m not going down without a fight. I swear to you and mom I’m not going to let myself be weak.” You said sternly, almost as if you weren’t choking back a rivers worth of tears.

After a few more minutes and you and your father had calmed down, you sat there and discussed the situation of war. What it meant for you and your family. You said that with the money you had, it’ll all go to them if you died and they’d be able to move far away, to a better village and have a good financial place for themselves. Your father wasn’t pleased to hear about this and almost cried again. To get his mind off of it, you told him about your job and all the people you met at Konoha.

“Machi and Gale, huh? They sound quite nice! You even have your own students, sounds like you’ve adapted pretty well,” you dad smiled, tears drying on his cheeks.

“I have,” you smiled back, a blush forming in your face when you remembered Kakashi was one of the first you grew close with, even if it started out so riske.

“What’s that look for, hmm?” Your father asked, teasing you for the small blush across your face.

“It’s nothing,” you replied, putting a hand to your cheek and feeling the warmth on your skin.

“Don’t lie to me, I know that look pretty well. You must’ve met someone who isn’t just a friend or a student to you, so tell me!” He laughed, playfully swatting you on your arm.

“I mean, yeah there is someone,” you smirk, shortly after your face fell.

“Um… is everything alright?”

“Yeah, It’s just… things are complicated right now.”

“Oh,” you father said sadly, crossing his arms.

“But he’s a really great guy!” you perked up.

“He?” Your father asked. You nodded. “Does he have a name?”

“He might.”

“He might? What might it be?”

“It might be Kakashi.” Just the your fathers arms uncrossed, his eyes widening.

“As in Kakashi Hatake?”

“Oh great,” you sighed, hating this conversation immediately. “Yeah, why?”

“Because that’s the famous copy ninja! I’ve got to say I’m impressed.” You groaned, holding your knees to your chest now.

“Please stop embarrassing me.”

“I’m not trying to, I’m just suprised that a man like that can be in a relationship with you.” Immediately you grew defensive.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Your brows furrowed.

“Woah, I didnt mean it like that! It’s just… he’s known for being such a hardened shinobi. Who knew there was a heart beneath the mask?” He nervously laughed.

“I knew.” You added. Your father frowned, nervously fidgeting in his seat.

“I’m sorry, " you sighed. "I didn’t mean to be so snappy. It’s just that we’ve spent a lot of time together and he means a lot to me. I’ve seen a lot of his sides and even though he drives me crazy I can’t help but love him regardless. He makes me feel seen, and appreciated. No matter how bitchy I am he keeps trying, nobody else has ever been this patient with me. And what makes things even crazier, is that I feel so drawn to him. It’s like my whole life has led up to the moment we’d meet. Oh, what am I saying? This is starting to get weird, I’ll stop while I’m ahead,” your face felt extremely hot, you avoiding looking at your dad.

“No it’s fine, I get it.” He said, patting you on the back.

“Yeah, thanks.” Silence.

“So what makes things so complicated?”

“‘What isn’t complicated’ is a better question,” although you knew that answer was something entirely too inappropriate to say.

“It’s that bad?”

“Yes and no. It’s a long story, I couldn’t get into it.”

“Well whatever the case may be, you sound like you really love him. In fact, I caught onto you saying that,” he smirked.

“Please stop.”

“Fine.” he raised his hands defensively, then stood up from his seat at the couch. “Now we can sit here moping all day or we can spend time together like we used to. What do you say?”

“Moping sounds good but we can’t afford that right now so let’s work the restaurant like we used to.” You smiled, following him down that stairs.

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“Kakashi…?”

So that’s what it was, it was you all along. He should have known better. Kakashi stood up, uttering your name back to you. You weren’t sure what to do. Truth be told you didn’t forgive him for putting you out on the spot like that, but you also knew there was no real reason for him to forgive you either.

“I’m sorry but would you excuse us for a minute?” Kakashi asked Percy as he motioned to speak to you outside.

“No.” Percy said, fidgeting with his napkin. Your father shot you a concerned look, finally putting two and two together. You patted him on the back reassuringly.

“It shouldn’t take long, we’ll just have a chat upstairs.” You reached into your pocket for a set of keys, walking out the front door of the establishment, Kakashi on your tail.

You two walked out in silence and he followed you up the outside stairs, staying quiet as you unlocked the door and stepped inside. He looked around and it appeared to be your old bedroom, posters and ribbons hanging on the walls. It felt homey to him, more so when he noticed preserved flowers laying on your desk, jasmine to be exact.

“So did you follow me here or did you-“ he cut you off with his lips against yours. Your eyes grew wide in shock. But the moment he put his hand on the small of your back you felt entirely different. Your eyes closed softly and your hands tangled in his hair. You felt a familiar fire burn in your chest, your heart fluttering as his beat in tandem with yours.

“Kakashi,” you sighed, his grip on you becoming tighter. He pushed you against the door, keeping his grasp on you impossibly firm. “Now’s not a good-“

“Stop talking, damnit.” he huffed, his breath hot against your skin. Immediately you shut your mouth, only opening it again to allow his tongue to brush up against yours.

You locked the door while you were still up against it, then resumed pulling on his hair. You also pushed your body against his firm chest, feeling your loins flutter as his breathing became heavier and his kisses more desperate. Kakashis tongue prodded into your mouth, caressing your own as if it lost it, rejoicing in the feeling of finding it again. His body language spoke the same dialect, his arms tense while they wrapped around you, legs locked in place as they cornered you against the wooden door.

You grabbed onto his vest, yanking it off of him and it was only for a moment when his arms left your body. His vest sliding off of him and landing on the floor, he swiftly kicked it away and then resumed his primal grip against your body. He pulled you into him, a breath of air escaping your lungs the moment he ripped your body off the floor. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, head falling to your shoulder while his teeth sunk into your neck, you let out a small grunt from the pain that you couldn’t welcome enough.

“Kashi?” you whispered heavily. He cut you off with another sloppy kiss, the rough smack of his lips against yours had you digging your nails into his back through his body con long sleeve. “What are you doing-“ another kiss “here?”

“What does it look like?” He huffed, hands sneaking past your shirt as he caressed your back with his long fingers. Your breath hitched at the feeling of him touching your bare skin, hair on the back of your neck raising while the tickling sensation of his calloused fingertips roamed your skin.

“I know what you’re doing, but why?”

“I needed you,” he rasped, fingers digging into your skin, his own nails now dragging down your skin. You shuddered in his grasp, thighs clamping down tight around his abdomen. “Must I need any other reason?”

“No…” you knew this was rhetorical, but the gratification you gained from answering him regardless heightened your arousal, giving into him just like you always did. “Needed me for what?” you asked, your chest rising and falling as you struggled to gain your composure.

“I just needed to see you,” Kakashi muttered licking the slight teeth marks that curved along your neck. “I missed this… the way things were before. Y’know I thought about inviting you over the other night?”

“To your apartment?” You were suddenly curious. He nodded, his hands now rubbing down your back, causing you to shiver once again. “What would we do?”

“I don’t even know. I was just so empty without you, even you being in my presence would be enough for me. However, I’m sure we’d find ways to entertain ourselves,” He leaned in closely to your ear “Wanna know how exactly?”

When he said this he thrusted himself into you, his hard package pressing right up against your clothed cunt. You moaned, grinding down on the new stimulation the moment you could, completely void of embarrassment or shame.

“Y-yeah,” your heart was practically in your throat now, however you felt the heartbeats much, much lower.

“Well, I had something in mind,” he hummed, his hands now on your asscheeks, gripping them harshly.

“Ngh- Like what?”

“I was thinking about how bad you’ve been lately,” his breath was almost burning the skin of your neck, you wanted him to so badly rip your clothes off of you and take you to bed. His hair smelled so good, you kept digging your fingers inside of the fluffy mass, gently pulling at it while it tangled between your fingers. He grunted slightly.

“Just like how you are right now,” it came out a purr, vibrations coming up from deep inside his chest. “You’ve been a bad girl. Sometimes I can barely recognize you.”

You didn’t know why you felt so ashamed about his words, a wave of regret crashing hard against you.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, unsure why the apology came so easy.

“So you admit you’ve been a bad girl?” he asked with amusement in his tone, his voice hoarse as he spoke deep into your neck.

“I’m as bad as they come,” you admitted, legs wrapping around even tighter. He chuckles softly.

“Oh? Well then I think we both know what that means,” his cock twitched underneath his pants, you had to sink your nails into your palms to avoid getting handsy. “I think you need to be punished severely.”

The hair on the back of your neck stood up, goosebumps rising on your skin immediately. He carried you over to your bed, tossing you down on it. You crashed against it, a loud squeak echoing through the room. You blushed, hoping to whatever god there was that nobody downstairs could hear.

“What are you going to do with me?” You asked, your hands rubbing where he bit you on your neck.

“You want to know your punishment?” An amused smile spread across his face. You nodded. “Well that’s for me to know and you to find out.”

You felt frustrated, already wanting him to lash out on you, it felt like torture the way he stood over you, patently keeping his hands to himself.

“Please?” you whispered, one of your hands moving south of your body, he watched as your sunk your hands under your waistband, eyes blowing wide when your mouth fell open.

He grabbed your wrist and yanked it back out, pinning it down and above your head.

“I think you need another spanking.” You bit your lip, trying to hide your excitement, your panties already wet when he increased the pressure of his hand.

He sat down next to you, letting go of your wrist and instead using his hand to grab your hair into a tight pony tail, causing you to sit up.

“Should I bend over your lap?” it came out as a mewl, your desperation evident on your face.

“How funny that you just want to jump straight into it,” he smiled in your face, shiny teeth gleaming back at your from beyond his perfect lips. “Sweet girl, maybe you do know how to behave,” he kissed you softly, then had you bend over his lap.

With one hand still firm in your hair, the other pulled down your pants, your panties coming down with it. You clenched around nothing as the cool air hit your wet cunt, a shiver was sent up your back.

“Such a slut, excited for her spanking.” He caressed your soft globes, you hummed excitedly, almost moaning at the delicate touch. “If I hadn’t done this previously I would’ve assumed you didn’t know what this was. Is that true? Are you a stupid girl who doesn’t know what a spanking is?” he cooed, his hand grabbing you hip harshly, fingers digging into your skin.

You grunted, knowing with this much pressure he would leave bruises along you skin for days, weeks even.

“It’s not pleasant, at least not the way I do it, remember? It’s gonna hurt, way more than a few soft taps.”

“I’m hoping for it,” you replied back, surprised by your own response and enthusiasm.

“Oh yeah?” he also seemed surprised, pleasantly surprised. A wicked smile was plastered on his face, searching your eyes with his own. “How long have you been wanting this for? I mean, you’re so obedient. I cant help but assume you’ve fantasized about this ever since last time,” his grip of your hair tightened, you smiled up at him devilishly.

“I’ve been wanting this since I last saw you.”

“Good answer,” he smirked. “Are you ready?”

You nodded quickly, arching your back as the tension builds up in your body.

“An even better answer." his fingertips glided againsty the curve of your back. "I don’t care if you scream or cry, in fact it would make this more enjoyable,” he hummed, pulling on your hair. “Now sit still.”

Kakashis hand came down hard on your backside, a loud slap echoed in your ears. You let out a depraved moan, biting your lip as the stinging starting to settle on your asscheek. He took a moment to take in the look on your face, ogling the flush of color across your cheeks. Quicker, and much harder this time, he struck you again with his ever-so-firm hand.

You whined, squirming in his lap until he spanked you again. After his next, you dug your nails into the mattress beneath you, huffing deep breaths in and out. Kakashi laughs softly, watching your soft ass turn a bright pink as he punished you.

“How many can you handle? You want me to get creative?” he asked happily, softly rubbing circles on your abused skin.

“Y-yesss…” your voice was trembling.

“If you say so. But it makes me wonder… how much pain can this pretty little ass take?”

“I deserve it, we both know I’ve been bad,” you mutter, nails coming out of the mattress as you slowly began to get less tense with each rub of Kakashis hand.

“Yes you have,” Kakashi exclaimed amused. “Do you know how bad? Answer me.” He smacked you again, and all you could muster was a string of whimpers and groans, no real words coming to your mind.

“Answer me properly. I don’t want to hear your little moans. I want a real answer. Tell me what you’ve done.”

“I… I’ve kept you a secret…” you whispered, your hand stroking his knee. “And the worst part is I’ve been fantasizing about you this whole time.”

“Interesting. For how long, give me a number.” He pulls your hair, tilting your face upwards so your eyes are locked.

“8 weeks,” you confess, looking away to avoid his strong gaze.

“8 weeks? How filthy have you been? What’s the most inappropriate thing you’ve fantasized about me doing?” He pulled your hair tighter, forcing you to look back at him.

“I’ve thought about you defiling me.” Kakashi raised an eyebrow.

“That’s all? I’m not going to lie, I expected more from you.” His hand move from your ass to your hip, once again squeezing it tightly. You winced.

“I-I’ve thought about you waking me up just so you can use me to get yourself off,” you blurted out. Kakashi perked up, much more interested.

“Anything else? You’ve had 8 weeks,” clearly he was having fun toying with you. It felt like torture dumping your fantasies onto him, but you couldn’t help spilling your guts.

“I’ve thought about pleasuring you.”

“Go on.” His grip became looser, yet still firm.

“I’d use my mouth.” He smirked.

“Is that all?” You wanted to melt into his lap, escape his massive presence.

“And my hands…”

“Well, don’t you have a plethora of talents,” he teased, bringing his hand back and quickly down his to your ass. You flinched, but before he could make contact he stopped himself, laughing softly. Your face burned hot.

“Anything else? I mean, 8 whole weeks is a looong time,” he raised his eyebrow again, looking directly in your eyes.

“Well…”

“Spit it out, don’t be a tease. I know you can say more.” His words made your skin tingle.

“I’ve thought about how mad you were at me, ignoring me all the time at the office. So I thought about trying to rile you up, get you even angrier. Just so maybe you’d snap and use me without holding back.” He loosened his grip on you.

“You really want that? For me to take my frustration out on you?”

“Yes.” You gripped his knee tighter.

“You really are a bad girl, aren’t you?” He smirked, grip getting firmer in your hair again.

“I am.”

“Do you have no shame? Ass in the air, panties off, pussy soaking wet, and looking me in my eye while you tell me about all the filth you’ve imagined about me. Sweet girl, you’re more perverted than I thought.” He pulled your hair back further, his mouth connected with your more a quick kiss.

“I bet you’ll say anything at this point if it’ll make me happy, huh? You’ve completely given yourself to me, isn’t that right?” With lidded eyes you nodded looking up at him.

“Are you mine to use?” Amused curiousity lingering in his voice.

“Yes.” Right after you confirmed this, another rough smack was right up against your ass. You yelped, once again digging your finger into the mattress.

“You like that, don’t you? You like getting hit by me.” You nod. Another rough smack. “Say it.” he practically barked.

“I- I like it! I like getting hit by you!” You wanted to curl up in embarrassment, once again hoping nobody could hear you. Kakashi had a wicked look on his face.

“I wonder how many times can I hit this ass of yours before you cry? Are you a tough girl?” He asked condescendingly.

“Yes…” He hit you harder, producing a loud moan out of you. He laughed.

“Are you tough or what? You seem to be enjoying this more than I expected,” this time he struck you lower, so that his palm was right up against the back of your thigh. You desperately squirm again, breathing shakily. He hits you there again, smiling to himself.

“Oh? Am I hitting a sensitive spot?” You almost shrieked when he smacked it again. “So I did find a sensitive spot,” he leaned down closely so that that he was almost in your ear.

“I’m going to keep smacking you, riiight here until your crying and begging me to stop.” And that’s what he did. Over and over again, watching as you rubbed your legs together, slick coating the feverish in-between of your legs.

“How many more spanks can you get before you cry? 10? 20? I know you can take it,” he kept spanking you, each one lighting you up until your ass was red. As he spanked you, he enjoyed watching your eyes roll back, your whimpers echo softly in your room, and your body spasm after each moment of contact.

“You must nearly be at the edge, huh?” Your eyes rolled back to normal, welling with tears. “Awww, is that it? Is that all you can take?”

He delivered the final blow, you moaned loudly, tears flowing down your cheeks. You felt lightheaded, pain and pleasure circulating inside of you. The erotic sensation making it's way up your spine, the hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

“Aww… did I do that? Did I make the tough, pretty girl cry?” You nod, unable to verbalize a single thought. “Such a good girl, taking it like a champ. I have to say, I admire how well you kept your composure… well at least most of it.”

He pulled your hair back, your head coming closer to him and he placed a soft kiss on your forehead. You shut your eyes and bit your lip, your heart melting at his sudden tender affection.

While still having a good grasp of your pony tail, Kakashi slung you over to the side, trapping you against him and the bed. He had you pinned, your wrists above your head. When he towered his large form over you his lips brushed against yours, his scent was everywhere. You closed your eyes again, and felt how his eyelashes fluttered against your cheek as he bent down lower and licked up your neck.

You smirked, a sudden tickle causing you to slightly spasm, Kakashi laughed softly when he saw it. He instead turned to biting you, the feeling of his teeth in your neck filled you with the most euphoric nostalgia. You sighed, legs bending so your knees could squeeze his waist. He rutted his hips into your core, and you shuddered as the wet juices pooled in your cunt and trickled down your legs.

Kakashi looked up at you, lips curled into a cocky smile, pressing softly against your own. You parted your lips, his soft tongue dragging along your plump lip, before his teeth gently trapped it and he bit into it possessively. You never started the day thinking he'd be showing up at your old home, about to fuck you senseless into the mattress you've spent countless nights on. It seemed to you like Kakashi's fate was to always appear, and so was your passionate desire for him.

Kakashi's kiss could make your loins ache like a wildfire, yet it could also make your breaths slow and your heart melt. Maybe it was fate?

I am safe here. His arms are open, his tongue is tender, and I don't need to struggle anymore.

Its all you could think about, really.

Two fingers circled your drenched clit, Kakashi watched your hole clench around nothing. He licked his lips watching your pretty cunt swallow his didgets shortly after, curling up as he pumped in and out.

“She’s so pretty…” he hummed, his knuckles now shiny with your arousal.

Your toes curled the more he pumped you, his fingers working fast. You roughly grabbed his wrist, stopping his movement. He looked up at you, a single brow cocked.

“Something wrong?” his voice was smooth, eyes soft as they watched you with adoration.

“T-that’s not what I need…” You murmured, breathing in and out as if you’d pass out.

“Tell me, what do you-“

“Cock. Yours.” You demanded. Kakashis eyes grew wide, a sinister grin plastered in his face. He retracted his fingers from your cunt, a silent moan escaped your lips when he moved.

“I never thought I’d have you so needy, sweet girl.” Kakashis hand traveled to his waistbands and pulled them down, hard cock slapped against his body con shirt, precum making his tip glisten.

“I can’t help it.” You admitted, your eyes breaking away from his to stare at his erection. Your legs spread wide, and you wriggled excitedly.

Kakashi ducked down to kiss you, cupping your cheeks as he rutted against you, his length rubbing up and down against your clit. You moaned into the kiss, a smile on your face as your pleasure spread. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, getting even closer as you two enjoyed eachothers embrace.

Kakashis tongue made its appearance in your mouth again, the soft tip of his tongue swirling with yours, just to retreat and wetten your lower lip.

“Don’t tease me…” you whispered, breaking the kiss only to resume it quickly. He laughed gently, his hand moving south to grab the base of his cock and align it with your entrance.

“Well, aren’t you one to talk?” With one swift motion he went balls deep inside of you again, a shiver running up his back as he bottomed out, his public bone flush with your clit.

You both grunted, then began to lock lips as his hips drilled into you. You both knew you didn’t want to waste any time, each time he bottomed out you grounded down on him further, feeling his warm precum coat your walls as your own arousal spilled out and onto the sheets.

“Always wet for me…” he smiled, kissing down your jaw.

His cock was heavy, stretching you perfectly and throbbing each time it hit that tender spot inside of you that made you digs crescents into his back with your nails. He loved watching your lashes flutter when your eyes rolled back, and he devoured your lips whenever they opened to produce a guttural moan.

“I love you…” Kakashi cooed, a finger of his now playing with your clit.

“Love you- haaah- too…” you replied with a whine between words.

Kakashi pulls your shirt off of you, then quickly grabs both your wrists in one hand. He pins you down, and you’re unable to move. He retracts his hand from your clit and presses his forearm under your tits, pushing them up and drooling at how pretty they sit. He ducks down and sucks a nipple, his soft tongue spreading hot spit over your sensitive tits. He moans, cock throbbing as you pulse around him.

He looks up at you, your face red and forehead slightly sweaty. Fuck, you look so sexy. He groans your name, biting your tit, sucking a hickey into the soft flesh in his mouth. You’re seeing stars, vision blurry as your orgasm comes washing over you. You’re whimpering his name, shaking and yet unable to move under his massive presence. He lets go of your tit in his mouth and watched over you. You were his own personal porn star, cumming for him- cumming on him. Whimpering his name as you choke his girthy cock and take him while he resizes your cunt.

“Filthy… you’re making such a mess.” His pace was quicker now, your cries of pleasure louder as he beats your pussy into the mattress. “Bad girl…” he hums low, almost a growl.

You can’t fight back the violent euphoria, your poor cunt wants more of him, regardless as to whether or not you can take it.

“S’ good…” you mewl, erotic and soft squelches filling your ears as he continues to stuff you with his member, his own orgasm on its precipice.

“You really are a slut of this cock, huh?” he teased, thrusting hard, keeping his dick stuffed deep inside you as he pressed his pelvis against your clit. His nails dig into your wrists, your fingers try to grab onto him but you just can’t reach.

“No more playing games,” he grunts, a hand letting go of your wrists to wrap around your throat firmly. You gasp, your air running thin. “You want me?” His hips retreat, then slam harsh inside of you. You wince, eyes snapping shut when you moan.

“Tsk tsk, look at me.” you follow his order, your brows knitted tightly together, looking up at him through your lashes. His teeth glimmer as he grins mischievously, his grip on your neck tightening. “Nah, you need me.”

You feel like you’re about to pass out again, legs shaking viciously and you felt light headed.

“My body always misses this pussy… fucking made for me.” He nips at your jaw, railing you at the one pace he knows you and he both like it. “Mine.”

He wants to mark you up, leave you purple for everyone to see. So when he notices how hard it is for you to breathe he lets go, and takes delight in how you choke for air. He sucks deeply at your neck, throbbing inside you when he imagines how it’ll look after.

“M’gonna cum again…” you almost plead, hips tilting up to meet his own, welcoming his gorgeous cock back inside of you where you knew it belonged.

“I bet you want me to cum inside you,” he mutters, letting go on your sensitive skin before he sucks another purple bruise into your neck.

“Please.” Is all you manage, your slick now running down your ass.

“Always a slut for my cum…” He bites your shoulder, his tongue licking at the red skin underneath. “Can’t fuck you once without you begging for a creampie.”

You cum for a second time, begging for his hot cum to fill you up and pour out. Kakashi complies, a few more rough thrusts and he’s pumping you full of his burning seed, you feel impossibly full as you throw your head back. Kakashi moans heavily, still pumping you with his cock, loving the way you squirt on him with your own spend.

“You can play with yourself thinking about this tonight,” he says low, kissing you hard while he continues to shoot ropes into you. You twitch, legs spasming as your orgasm refuses to subside.

“N-no. I wanna be with you tonight! I wanna do it again!” You beg, wrapping your legs even tighter around him. His eyes widen and he licks your neck playfully.

“My sweet girl, if I bring you home with me tonight I won’t stop until the sun comes up.”

“I’m prepared to lose a few hours of sleep if it means I can spend them being your whore.” You respond shamelessly. He lets go of your wrist and you grab the back of his head, fully making out with him as you play with his silver mess. “I love you. I don’t care anymore.”

Kakashi hums in delight, pulling out of you, your shared cum sticking to his own thighs now.

“You mean you’re all mine?” He knew the answer.

“Mmhmm… And I’m sorry about the way I was acting before…” You admitted, hands running in his hair.

Kakashi rested his face against your tits, his arms wrapped around your waist.

“What do you mean? I should be sorry. I shouldn’t have been such a scummy person to make you choose me or your career, especially when I knew how much you love it.” His voice was soft and somber, you kissed the crown on his head.

“We both messed up, yeah?” You slightly giggled.

“Yeah,” he laughed back. “If you’re sure about going into this war with me I want you to know something.” He picked his head up, towering over you again. His palm rested against your cheek as his eyes looked deep into yours.

“I don’t care who we’re facing or what we’re up against. I don’t care who’s getting hurt but I do know one thing,” His brows furrowed. “I’m not leaving your side once. I’ll cover you, I’ll fight for you, I swear I’ll kill for you- I already have and I will again if I have to.”

He softly kissed the tip of your nose.

“That goes for me too,” you sighed, one of your hands caressed his shoulder. He grabbed that hand and kissed the back of it, then pulled you off the bed.

You two got dressed, although you chose to change into a turtle neck, and went downstairs. The restaurant was more packed and there was chatter all around, the nerves you may have been heard upstairs disappearing completely.

Percy turned around when Kakashi approached the seat next to him and reclaimed his seat. You walked around the counter and began to wipe it down. Your father came out from behind the curtain that led to the kitchen.

“Here’s that sandwich,” Your dad said, handing your boyfriend the plated food. “Enjoy, son.”

“Son?” Kakashi asked, taking a look around to see if people were watching him. When the coast was clear he quickly lowered his mask for a bite, then put it back on.

Nobody could see the smile underneath he had while he chewed, but you noticed the crinkle underneath his eyes.

“Not bad,” Percy said, polishing off his meal. “What’d you think, Kakashi?”

“Yeah,” he looked up from his plate, watching as you walked around the restaurant, taking orders and handing out drinks. “It was good.” It tasted like home.

A/N: after a much needed break/hiatus i’m finally back RAAAAHHHHH !!!!!!! for everyone asking if i plan on continuing the mafia AU yes i do but i feel like it’ll be a small mini series.

[somedaylazysomeday]

Gar Cyare Chapter 12.5

This is a continuation of Gar Cyare, a series typically posted under my main account, WanderingInkSplot. This chapter is here because it is NSFW and some of my typical readers prefer not to see NSFW works.

Alpha-17 x fem!reader

Rating: Explicit. Minors, DNI!

Word Count: 1,900

Warnings: Fingering, discussions of dangerous situations in the last chapter, references to desperation, mentions of protection, protected sex, fluff.

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Alpha’s lips were warm against yours, soft and insistent. 

You smiled despite yourself, pulling back enough that you could have looked at him if any of the lights were on. “This? This is how you want me to take care of you? Seems a little sudden, since you just got back from your mission.” 

“I’ll have you know that ‘return to planetside’ sex is a proud and honored tradition,” Alpha lectured, nibbling and sucking his way down your neck. “As is ‘we just survived an enemy encounter’ sex. Nothing like sex to make you remember that life is worth living.”

“Hmm,” you managed, skeptically. Alpha dropped a particularly stinging bite to your collarbone and your hum was interrupted by a gasp. 

Since you were already facing Alpha in the warm cradle of his arms, it was a simple thing to wrap your leg around his waist. 

Alpha growled, the sound rumbling deliciously against your skin. “Careful, little one. Keep going like that and I might not be able to control myself.” 

“Not exactly a threat,” you told him happily. If he had been working up a reply, it disappeared when you angled your pelvis against his. You were both fully-clothed, but there was no mistaking the heat between your legs… or the hardness between his. “After all, both of your traditional methods of care sound like they would be better with a little desperation.” 

A warm chuckle met your point. “You feelin’ desperate for me, neverd’ika?” 

“Always.” Your mouth was dry, and that was clearly audible in the way you had to swallow before you said anything else. “Felt like you were gone forever.” 

“To me, too.” Alpha plucked at the loose waistband of your pajama pants. “You sure you want desperate?” 

You nodded, trusting that he would be able to feel the motion with the way his head was tucked partially under your jawline. 

A moment later, Alpha’s hand had plunged inside of your underwear. You gasped at the suddenness of it, your hand wrapped around the strong column of his wrist. Tendons began to flex beneath your grip as Alpha started to work his fingers over you.  

Your folds were already slippery, the sheer thrill of having Alpha home and in your bed providing plenty of inspiration even before he started kissing you. Added to the fact that he hadn’t even bothered to strip your clothing from you before fondling the aching place between your legs? You could only hope you hadn’t soaked your clothes down to the mattress. 

Alpha’s fingertip rested against your entrance, and you stopped worrying about a wet spot on the mattress. Or the way your pajama pants were going to be permanently stretched by the bulk of Alpha’s forearm. Or anything other than the sudden spike of need that pierced through you. 

“Please,” you begged, squirming your hips closer and canting them in an effort to drive his finger into you. 

“Shh, ner karta,” Alpha soothed. “I’ll take care of you. I just want to make sure you’re ready for me.” 

His finger sank into you at a pace that was achingly slow. You could feel your core parting for him, the walls of your body letting him in as deep as he cared to go. It was beautiful, even if it wasn’t as fast as you would have preferred. When his finger had reached as far as it could, you got a jolt of pleasure as the heel of Alpha’s hand pressed firmly against your clit. 

Alpha took advantage of your parted lips to deliver a searing kiss. You returned it eagerly, though you got a little distracted when he began to thrust his finger inside of you. 

Your entire body jostled back and forth as he stroked through your core - all of the motion stemming from the force of you trying to counterthrust against his hand. Alpha’s touch never stopped being gentle as he nudged you inexorably toward your orgasm. 

“Alpha,” you gasped, trying to remember how to form words. “I’m getting close.” 

“Mmm,” Alpha said eloquently. “Been dreaming about seeing you like that again, little one. Come for me. Let me watch you fly.” 

That was enough to push you over the edge, and your head kicked back as you struggled not to cry out. Alpha nibbled a searing line across your jaw, fingers never slowing or stopping in their relentless drive into you. 

The frantic squeezing of your internal muscles slowed as you came down from your high. The feeling of Alpha’s finger inside of you was somewhere between ‘too much’ and ‘not enough’, and your hand flew down to push him gently away. 

“How do you feel?” Alpha asked. 

You smiled, feeling the sultriness of the heavy-lidded look you gave him. “Empty.” 

Alpha’s expression was too deep in the shadows of the room for you to see, but you could feel the way the smug anticipation spread across his face. “I’ve been looking for a new mission…” 

“And here I thought you wanted to forget all about missions and orders,” you said breathlessly. 

“I do,” he insisted. “I need to. When I think about how close I came to losing you… how many things tried to keep us apart…” 

You had started to ask if he was okay, the latter sentence having faded into an irritated grumble, when Alpha surprised you with a blazing kiss. If you thought his desperation had eased, you were sorely mistaken. 

His fingers reached between you, but paused when you gave a pitiful groan. “Please, Alpha. I’m ready, I swear.” 

He chuckled. “I know, neverd’ika. I just thought a little protection was a good idea.” 

You eased away from him slightly, giving him the room he needed to roll the condom over his length. He was back in a moment, pressing himself against you firmly enough to part your lower lips around him. 

Alpha shuddered over you. “Already feel so good.” 

“You, too,” you replied, canting your hips against him. “But it’ll feel even better whe-” 

A gasp cut your wheedling short. Alpha pressed pushed into you, sinking deeper and deeper until he was all you could think about. Your fingers scrabbled at the broad stretch of his shoulders, trying to ground yourself against the onslaught. 

When he was as deep as he could get, Alpha’s head dipped slowly until his forehead was pressed to yours. “Tell me if you need to wait.” 

You shook your head, careful to hold the keldabe kiss as you did. “I’m ready, Alpha.” 

He hummed softly. “If you change your mind, then.”

And then he took you at your word that you were ready. He stayed deep inside of you at first, doing little more than pulsing his hips against yours. But every time he withdrew, he pulled further out until the full length of him was slamming into you at every stroke. 

It was exactly what you needed, and you weren’t the only one. Alpha was surprisingly chatty in the bedroom, but he was quiet tonight. He gave an occasional grunt or sigh, but his usual comments and compliments about your body were absent. 

You found the brain power to ask, “You okay?” 

“Yes.” 

The clipped quality of the brief answer would have thrown you off, but you had caught the unsteadiness in the single syllable. And that let you piece together the rest of it: the way Alpha’s hands were holding you tighter than usual. The way he kept starting to say something and letting it die on his lips without being vocalized. The way he would kiss you instead, like he couldn’t stand the distance between you even for as long as it took to speak. 

You never needed much encouragement to indulge in Alpha being close. You sank into the touches and kisses and clinging arms, giving just as many as you received. 

Somehow, you convinced your weak knees to wrap around Alpha’s hips, holding him a fraction deeper inside of you. Your hands mapped the muscles of his back, feeling them flex and bulge with the effort of holding himself up and over you without letting his full weight crash down. You kissed him like you were drowning, and when he pulled away to catch his breath, you kissed across his cheek until you were nuzzling into his short hair. 

Alpha gave a disbelieving laugh. “I was teasing about you being desperate for me.” 

You inhaled the clean smell of his freshly-washed hair, sighing in unabashed pleasure. “I missed you.” 

Alpha bit back a groan, and the pace of hips against you increased. “I’m close… Gonna-”

“Come for me, Alpha,” you urged, rocking against him to push him closer to orgasm. 

Because your faces were pressed so close together, you could feel the way Alpha’s jaw firmed. “Not yet.” 

His hand dipped to your clit, dexterously avoiding your desperate writhing and his own pounding hips. Alpha stroked that cluster of nerves in quick, firm sweeps, making you keen for him. 

Alpha choked. “So tight-” 

And then he was surging as deep as he could get inside of you. The desperate pulsing of his hips against you kept those fingers from moving in their devastating rhythm, but Alpha’s hips took up the role instead. The push of him inside of you, the way the fullness seemed to reach to your depths… It dropped you unceremoniously over the edge just as Alpha’s stuttering half-thrusts began to slow. 

Your legs had relaxed around Alpha’s waist, ready to drop away from him as you struggled to absorb all of the sensations, but they locked tight around him once more as you started to come. The press of your legs around his hips and the way your fingers sank into his shoulders were the only things that kept you grounded. 

With the way your lips parted as you hit your peak, you probably said something. You had no idea what it could be, since the rushing in your ears deafened you temporarily, but judging from the satisfaction on Alpha’s face, it was probably his name. You watched him as you came, drinking in his expression the same way he was doing to you. 

When you finally came down, Alpha had rolled onto his side beside you. His hands were wandering, gently stroking the muscles of your arm. “You okay, neverd’ika?”

It took you two attempts to speak, but you finally managed, “Better than ever. I’m glad you’re home, Alpha.”

He gripped your waist, cradling you close like something precious. “You can’t be real.” 

“What?” you asked, already chuckling. “Alpha, what is that supposed to mean?” 

“No one can be so perfect,” he insisted. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were something the universe invented to trick me.” 

You shook your head even as you ran your fingertips along his jaw. “Trick you into what?” 

“Whatever it wants,” he said with a shrug. “I would do anything for you, especially if you kept looking at me like that.” 

“I don’t know what way I’m looking at you,” you admitted with a smile. “I’m just happy.” 

“Good,” Alpha decreed. “I’ll keep you happy, you keep giving that look, and we’ll be satisfied for a very long time.” 

You hummed, resting your head on his chest. “It’s a deal.”

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Author's Note - That was much shorter than I'm used to writing, but I don't really want these chapters to be super plot-heavy. Especially since I want Gar Cyare to be readable for people who avoid smut.

Thanks for reading! The next chapter of Gar Cyare will be hosted on my writing side-blog. See you there!

[overwatchfics]

For the Homie Moss

COMFORT HCS DURING PERIOD

A/N: Some period comfort stuff for the homie, I didn't add widow since this is purely for you to indulge, but I can add her if you want. While this is for my homie, please go check out their writing below this paragraph super friendly writer. This is to you homie! Enjoy!

@enforcermoss

Ashe:

Oh honey she's rich and a milf she is going to spoil your ass

The giant love seat in the main room is ACTUALLY A MASSAGE CHAIR WHATTTTT

She also has a sleep number bed that allows you to change the position

Ashe will have you cook with her, she won't have you doing anything too strenuous.

Ashe actually would be fucking killer at barbeque, always has spiced meat that she's marinating in the fridge to cook on a weekly basis and she'll create a big meat feast for the two of you along with cooked veggies and some sweet tea or your beverage of choice.

AND TEXAS TOAST OML MAYBE SOME GARLIC BREAD TOO

The hard strenuous work is for BOB to do.

BOB is your homie too though, legit takes care of everything around the house so Ashe can take good care of you.

For once will let you wear her hat while chilling on the couch.

Ashe is pretty good with her hands (maintaining a rifle and firing one consistently takes methodical care) and she'll rub your thighs and lower abdomen to relief any cramps you may have.

Anything you need from the store BOB's on the way!

y'all are going to kick back and watch epic fails on TV because hearing Ashe watching pure dumbassery on tv really does something for you

Lathers you in kisses, cuddles, and sweet pet names

sweetheart, sweetpea, pumpkin, etc

if you care about make up she's doing yours no question.

Mercy

Literally a goddess sent from heaven.

Any painkillers you need? She's got them.

Will take time off of work just for you.

Angela is going to order whoppers with cheese from Burger King (not sponsored) and you two are going to kick it and watch NCIS, Law and Order, Bones, and all those cool crime science shows

Has her arms wrapped around your waist

BREWS THE BEST HOT COCO

Will call moira and ask to borrow her dog so you can see fluffy friend (I looked it up and apparently moira has a dog)

When watching TV you see Angela become so unhinged and get all super science nerd it's so cute

She'll discuss all the little details and maybe you can get her to share some crazy stories as her time as a doctor.

Idk if you like weighted blankets but she's got them.

Also a lot of hand warmers to help you stay warm

Angela herself has a very warm body that she'll press into you to help warm you up.

runs her hands through your hair and massages your scalp

If you're lucky she'll sing to you and she'll put your head in her lap.

Many cheek and forehead kisses.

If you're feeling emotional, she'll pull you into her lap and reassure you.

Kiriko

Her mom is cooking for the 2 of you no questions asked, and you bet Kiriko already has a stash of donuts ready to go.

Kiriko, as part of her connection to Inari, has superhuman senses, and she knows when you're about to be in pain even before you sense.

If you've got really shitty cramps, she's there at your side ready to support you and lead you to her futon.

WARM BLANKET AND FOX PLUSHES YES

Very cuddly, big spoon most likely, but doesn't mind being a little spoon either

I really cant explain how cuddly she is.

Always finds a way to be wrapped around you throughout the house.

She brews some seriously good tea though I'll give her that

Honestly youtube and maybe a job session with your guy's spotify playlists

BLANKET/PILLOW FORT

On a side note Kiriko will give you back and shoulder massages and she is the best. She typically has cold hands but can warm them up with some healing magic and work your tense muscles down.

Powerful hands from climbing can really work those knots too.

HAND HOLDING IN NEARLY EVERY POSTION.

She'll pull you into a hug the moment you have the urge to cry, she'll be there with hand smoothing down your back

D.va

Gaming, sorry you chose Hana so gaming.

that's it sorry.

JKJK SORRY

ANYWAYS

HEATED BLANKETS, HANA SUCKS WITH THE COLD SO HEATED BLAKNETS

has like 3

Tells her mechanic friend to get supplies for you, she doesn't want to leave your side.

Since same height if there's gaming involved, she'll either sit in your lap or you sit in hers when she's playing a game or the two of you are.

Hana knows how to relax in healthier ways too, she boils water and puts sliced lemon in the bowl of hot water and has you wear a towel over your head and breath in.

Super relaxing.

Has so many onsies if you want to borrow one just ask.

Expect a lil teasing though.

Very good at cheering you up if you're feeling down, is the biggest goofball of the group and knows just how to make you smile and promptly shows you a video of D.mon tripping over a wrench in the workshop. Or when she sprayed Liquid Ass in Cassidy hat.

Will not hesitate to give you a piggyback ride to the kitchen for some snacks but will also order take out so you aren't loading up on pure snacks.

Hana can't cook for shit I'm sorry.

If you're down for it, she'll take you out flying in her mech and see the night lights in Busan.

When she's out there she's the calmest, and that's when deeper philosophical conversations about existence on Earth.

WESTERN BACON

The utimate comfort burger

The Cajun fries will warm you up and the burger is an excellent savory flavor

The burger is the comforting source, very big into cuddles and comforting kisses.

Loyal faithful burger and her army of cajun fries are at your service and will give their lives for you

very seasoned soldiers

Very lovable meal and is good at any time of the day

[tagapagsalaysay]

the heaviest 1k resist spoilers, cw: sexual violence mentioned

im still trying to wrap my mind about iris and the keeper. Because even with the nuance it still swings back and forth between sexual abuse and toxic relationship. But also you have the excuse of how aliens simply cant operate on the level of humanity no matter how hard they tried. Its also in the vein of that alien trope where humans interacting with aliens inevitably end up in a misunderstanding that turns into violence etc.

I want to consider the possibility that communions are very very vulnerable to misinterpretation and/or becoming an unreliable narrator type as depicted, and how Youngest might have interpreted her first sex ed talk and when she saw Iris communing with the keepers as like oh theyre fucking.

Is communion a one to one comparison to sex is kind of the funniest sentence to conjure but its still so tricky because of all the definitions. Even in the name its like. It is intimate and sharing memories but the clones don't necessarily view it as sex.

This shit is so hard to wrap my head around considering the inception aspect of the narrative but you get the gist. And its also funny that the game riffs off itself for cultivating this level of discussion. But also i just wanna sort shit out. That one review/advice article was right about making a journal for this game because you need to remember SO MUCH to keep track of imagery and parallels

[cyberdragoninfinity]

Oh I think I saw the post u meam and (u can delete/ignore this is its too far from the point and shit) the "The only yusei I like is a depressed one" is so. Idk? Harsh? Hes allowed to ve happy and still be written well, he doesnt need to be shoved onto other peoples sins when the series already has him doing that. He can have an implied decently peaceful life until death. Sometimes! You do so much and oull so much weight that you become something intangible and divine to someone whos never met but still thinks of u! And sometimes its one guy and sometimes its them and the last remnants of the human race out of a desperate love for both!

Idk, just let yusei be like, not suffering 24/7, they forbid him from even entering the WGRP for fun bc ig thats bad to so many characters, let him have a scrap

YEAH. YEAH. god ive been thinkin about this all day, this is so good anon you get it you're Logged In you see the Intent of it all...

again like. if the 'z-one isnt yusei' thing isnt someone's favorite narrative choice, whatever, thats your journey, but every time i see this "well he was ACTUALLY supposed to be yusei from the future for real!!!!" rumormongering i want to groan into my hands, it just feels like this desperate grasping at straws because they really wanted Sick and Twisted Evil Yusei Real and then when that didn't happen they had to make up some grand production conspiracy instead of just taking the "welp, cant win 'em all" with this one and acknowledging that's just not the story the 5D's writers wanted to tell.

i LIKE a good protagonist corruption/evil!protag AU, they're really fun, but you're so right, this sort of Insistence I see when people are like "no, it was GOING to be true, z-one WAS dark and depressed and hopeless future yusei," i just cant wrap my head around it. there's just this sort of miserable harshness to it that i'm not personally very into. (in general i cant really vibe with this idea of "i need my favorite character to constantly be suffering." just really not my thing, ESPECIALLY WITH YUGIOH CHARACTERS??) (also. like. we already did have that. with jaden. and honestly yuma also is fucking Suffering too. it's cool seeing a different spin on things. idfk!!)

i just want to like. grab people really gungho about this thing by the shoulders and ask "why do you want a Yusei who willfully betrays and gets his friends killed SO BADLY? why do you want to see a Yusei who hurts people THIS much?" I feel like it would have just been so jarring and unearned. it doesn't feel like Yusei even in his darkest hours (which imo is part of why Z-one is such an interesting character to me--the concept of someone who thinks if they can wear a fabled hero like a pelt, if he can Become them, then that will fix everything, then They can fix everything. that's so fascinating and fucked up to me!!!! i love thinking about it!!!)

this idea that in the far future Yusei's become this sort of folk hero, this "something intangible and divine" like you said, just from saving the world and doing good and helping people, that's just SO neat and has so much merit and is worth discussing!! and it's unfortunate that you have a Not Insignificant amount of people who just wont even consider the potential narrative weight in it, who are so sore Their Trope of Choice wasn't canon theyre out here weaving madeup production stories to back up their personal disappointment. just. idk. you can give the 5D's writers a lot of rightful flak for stuff in s2, but i do very much think there was great intent from the beginning to have z-one be Just Some Guy who's rotting in a body that isnt his own, and to have him reflect yusei in ways without Actually Just Being Him.

[roobylavender]

wait thats embarrassingjsvoejdfkjd i actually didnt confuse the two actors because they look alike (although they do i cant tell white people apart) its because i had been seeing BOTH bomer and guy-from-suits as fancasts for him. so sorry!

but like, i totally get what you mean, alot of these actors go to easily in one direction, whether its their fault or the script. I dont really agree with the praise pattis0n gets with his portrayal anymore because hes so like, emotionally obtuse it begins to stray from being sympathetic or understandable it just makes him look like hes a dickhead on purpose and the only thing it accomplishes is it serves to piss me off lmao. I do agree with you on affleck, hes probably the best we had so far. But i also think val kilmer did okay with. what he was given? if this were a ranking id put him in like second or third place imo

but on that hand, thats sort of why i adore the model they created for telltale batman. I know this is straying away from the discussion because its not like, a live action actor, but i love his face model. perfect mix of like someone who could be seen as a charming playboy, a doe-eyed lover and someone with his heart on his sleeve but also unassuming and stoic when needed. lol.

and that thing you mentioned about the decade long film concept sounds interesting but it doesnt sound like something superhero companies are willing to do. like that requires alot of planning, care and consideration and most of all time because they would be aging in real time. but companies need things done STAT because $$$$$. its a shame the new franchise is starting with damian because were yet again getting an older batman, i wouldve loved a movie about early years young bruce and dick. (and side note, i believe gunn had said he wanted him and supes to be similar in age, but he also wants damian robin? how does that work? what is he cooking oml)

i have a talia mutual who also swears by the val kilmer version so i will definitely try to watch it soon, you have me so intrigued! and omg when you say telltale batman do you mean troy baker. that's so strange for me to wrap my head around bc i know him as sam from uncharted but i've also never watched the telltale batman cutscenes so maybe i need to do that too 🧐 i feel like when i look at him i see oliver more but that might also be bc of the color of his hair and the mustachejgkjdflhdf

[aisha-ot]

Well hello there everyone, long time no see …

I’m back and I hope you’re ready because we’re about to catch the flight of a lifetime.

I’m currently in my final year of studying Occupational Therapy (I know right, I still can’t process it). This year entails a number of new experiences and I can’t wait to share it all with you.

This week I want to start off with something that I think is one of the most important things to talk about seeing as I’m in a block that deals with it directly. The health of mothers and children, specifically looking at mothers and children living in communities like the one I’m working in.

My first block this year is community block. And, let me tell you, WOAH. It is a big change and a lot of work and many things to wrap my head around. I cant lie, I’ve had around 4 crying sessions so far, but we all know that’s how I cope. Cry and get back to work. It’s a good tactic in my opinion.

Back to my point, maternal and child health within the community.

I read an interesting article when thinking about how to go about this discussion that I think would be a great way to understand a mother so that we can also then understand how it affects our work as OT’s. I’ll add the link below so that you can also take a look at it.

The main thing I wanted to take from the article was that a mother is seen in different ways at different levels (Common Good, 2022).

A mother as an individual has personal experiences, struggles and problems that plays a part in how they function in their day to day lives. This can speak to their identity, their self-esteem and their overall mental health. This is so important to understand because let’s take us for example, when we’re upset or we’re sad or if we aren’t feeling good in our own skin, we sometimes don’t feel like doing anything or we don’t feel like leaving our rooms. Let me know if I’m right or if I’m talking rubbish.

I hope that what I said makes sense. But now let’s think about mothers, imagine feeling all of what was said above and not wanting to do anything, but you have a whole human being to take care of that needs your support. I’m hoping that my point is starting to take shape in your minds at this point. When looking at a mother as an individual we have to consider how their personal health and mental health can be affecting the care and development of their child. A mothers poor personal and mental health in turn has a negative effect on the child’s overall health. This is one of the reasons at to why maternal health is so important, especially to Occupational Therapists. We need to focus on mothers and intervene in any way we can in order to prevent a domino effect of further issues developing as time goes on.

(Waters, 2022)

(PSA: this is not what a mum and child’s environment looks like in a South African community setting!!)

Before we move on to the other 2 levels of a mother, I do want to touch on something I’ve learnt this week that links to our role as Occupational Therapist’s. It’s so easy for us to get sucked in to stories from our clients and to feel an overwhelming sense of sympathy and need to help in any way we can. I think I can sometimes get a bit carried away in this aspect. I’ll be completely honest here and tell you that I forget my role as an OT and feel this need to just give them whatever they need to help them in that moment.

BIG MISTAKE.

From all the lessons I’ve learnt this week (which was a lot, might I add), I think the one thing that sticks out to me is that, yes, we do need to find out personal information about our clients and, yes, we do need to dig deeper and see the hidden meanings. But in a community context, when we’re trying to provide a service to so many people in need of it, acting like a counselor is not what is going to fix things. Listening to a mothers story about the trauma she’s been through and letting her cry for 20 minutes in our session is not going to change anything. What is going to make a difference is asking the tough questions, finding the root cause of the problems and developing solutions that is surely to show change.

However, I read an article that expresses a thought that somewhat contradicts what I’ve just said. The link is attached below for those of you that want to expand your knowledge.

Let’s get into it. Ann A. Wilcock wrote an article about occupational science and within it she explains that transformation is the path to well-being, especially because it doesn’t focus on the “mundane” aspects of a persons life but rather on their dreams of aspirations (Wilcock, 2005).

This is a safe space, so I’m going to outright say that I do not agree with what she’s said. That’s because when we look at our South African community, so many mothers and families are suffering from a number of problems. Poverty, gender based violence, HIV/AIDS and the list goes on. In my opinion, our role as Occupational Therapists is to improve their lives in any way we can, even if that means focusing on the simple every day needs and problems faced by the mother, not to “transform” their lives and help them achieve their biggest hopes and dreams. I feel like that concept is somewhat unrealistic. Let me know your thoughts in the comments, I’d love to hear if you disagree, let’s argue…

I think it’s time I move on to the other 2 levels of a mother and try to wrap this up.

Let’s talk about the last two levels together because I think they somewhat link. Level 2 is the mother within the household and level 3 is the mother within the community.

What does the home look like? Is the father present? Does the father treat the mother and child right? Is the mother exposed to HIV/AIDS? Does the mother have the resources available for her to raise her child? Is there an income that the mother is living off? Is she working? Where does she leave her child? Is she able to access a doctor when the child gets sick? Can she get HIV/AIDS medication in her community? Is there a stigma of HIV within the community? Is there violence in the community? Is she safe in her home?

(Stats SA, 2014/15)

As of 2014/2015, 49.2% of South African’s have been living in poverty (Stats SA, 2014/15), and it’s most likely increased from then. This statistic is so clearly prominent in the community that I’m based in.

Out of all the mothers and children that I have seen this week, I can tell you that more than half of them are HIV positive, majority are single mothers, gender based violence is an underlying factor that mothers are trying to hide, they are struggling with generating an income and some are living off government grants and the community that they live in often threatens their safety.

The same goes for children in our South African communities. There’s another blog post from the Sikunye blog I’ve linked above that briefly explains the tragic reality of our children in South Africa, I think it’s a great quick read to understand just how many issues our communities face. It highlights that poverty, malnutrition, infectious diseases (HIV), stress, violence, psychosocial risks and disrupted caregiving are all risks to a child’s development (Common Good, 2024).

These are all factors that we as Occupational Therapists need to consider as each factor impacts the well-being of both the mother and the child. And we as Occupational Therapists have an important role to play in using the community based approach to improve the mother and child’s well-being.

To end off, I want to reiterate that we cannot be superhero’s and help everyone achieve their biggest hopes and dreams. But what we can do is use our knowledge, use our theories and our experiential learning and growth to find the root cause of the problems we see and change the seed that is grown, the soil it’s planted in and the water that’s used to grow it (my sincere apologies, I just laughed at myself for being that cringe). But the analogy makes sense, our role as OT’s is to be client centered and to have a community based approach which means we need to focus on the mother and child, their environment and the macro factors that impact their development and growth.

That’s all for today folks. Please let me know your thoughts on the comments, let’s interact and learn together. I’ll be back soon with more stories and OT life lessons, I hope to see you back here again.

References

Five Facts About Poverty in South Africa. Statssa.gov.za. (2015). https://www.statssa.gov.za/?p=12075

Good, C. (2022, April 20). What is it like being a mother in South Africa?. Sikunye. https://sikunye.org.za/blog/what-is-it-like-being-a-mother-in-south-africa/

Good, C. (2024, January 21). The big why behind the sikunye model. Sikunye. https://sikunye.org.za/blog/the-big-why-behind-the-sikunye-model/

Waters, D. (2022, April 26). What is postnatal depression and what treatment is available?. GoodTo. https://www.goodto.com/family/postnatal-depression-115582

Wilcock, A. A. (2005). Occupational science: Bridging occupation and health. Canadian Journal of Occupational Therapy, 72(1), 5–12. https://doi.org/10.1177/000841740507200105

[xxx-mundiemudsnapper-xxx]

im stressing the complete fuck out about this discussion board hw im trying to do. like yeah i can bullshit my way through a lot of legal stuff but this question is so hyper fucking specific listing pros and cons of the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Federal Circuit for having one centralized court for patent law abd like.

i cannot wrap my goddamn head around this stuff i fucking hate copyright/trademark/patent law it makes me want to rip my hair out and i just CANNOT bullshit anything beyond it being centralized being the double edged sword. but i cannot for the life of me actually goddamn find any sources i can read and understand because everything i find is super specific legalese papers or something completely unrelated or is locked behind a paywall thatd make adobe blush

FUCKING help me.

like this is not a joke this is not me doing a bit because haha look the funny lawbot kinnie cant do its job NO IM LEGIT SCREAMINGGG i cant figure this out at all.

luckily its a disboard where you only need to write an original post and/or respond to another student but NOBODY ELSE HAS POSTYED YET and i CANT SEE other posts until I WRITE MY POST but i cannot fucking figure out what to say so I CANT WRITE IT and i cant see what OTHER STUDENTS are saying but i need to be able to see it so i can actually write my stupid bullshit post

patent law students if youre following me please fuckign help

[denpadokei]

AW HELL YEAH MY GOHAN MUTUAL kris you did not have to respond to any of this but I’m glad anyway

I needed to post and wanted to initially just talk about how weird the meltyland was but my brain was overflowing with questions and I didn’t wanna think of answers so this was kinda just to get stuff out of me ig. For future reference also ig cause I like making theories and speculating on stuff. Kinda stressful. But like now I’m stressed about more realistic problems today but uh anyway

I’m so happy to have my Gohan mutual but at the same time you aren’t obligated to respond to everything dw my guy

This is also very new to me like even if it’s just one person. I am very much not used to having people to discuss things with. Respectfully, and it’s nothing to do with like you or anyone else, but I again need some getting used to it. Sorry?? Sorry is bringing it up weird and mean uh actually dw about it

Also I’m sure ive mentioned it before but things will clearly be a lot easier when I am up to date. I’m working on it. though today and tomorrow I’m kinda preoccupied with a looming dread. WHY CANT I BE A NORMAL AUTISM RAMBLINGS BLOG

I appreciate it so much bro (bro?) like I don’t know where eise I should mention this but I’m getting very impatient about not jentioning it and it’s not important at all but like. Actually I don’t know if I wanna force you down the rabbit holeACTUALKY no Nevermind I’m committed now rigjt okay right. There is a short video, which can only be described as “oatchi: that’s my Pikmin dog!” that sings about a dog from the hit Nintendo video game series Pikmin and it goes “that’s my Pikmin dog! my PEAKmin do-o-ogggg”. And this isn’t a video recommendation or anything I just appreciate you so much that I can’t stop singing “That’s my Gohan guy! My GOHAN MU-TU-ALLLLL”. tbh I start doing this eoth many other mutuals but you the most because for sone damn reason I post about harumaki Gohan everyday. It’s kinda hard to imagine when you don’t know the song sorry. I think it’s a parody. I don’t even like dogs. I don’t dislike Pikmin ig but like. Sorry this was a weird thing to say, it’s like in celebration ig. I needed to mention it (I didn’t I wanted to) anyway yeah uh thanks Gohan mutual

okay back to being uh not weird (reacting to your points in order)

I think it was Atmos\the other girl from homesick Halley. Though I’m pretty sure the map disproves this. I mean I see BEN as three girls, I can’t remember a point where ginga talked about riding on a comet (based on what songs I think she sings) one of them is already on the meltyland, it could have been her arrival??? I’ve theorised her arrival to be way different though as well. I’m sorry I can’t just agree on the current cannon/popular interpretation that like seriously messes things up

I really wanna think dream fragments are what become planets. I swear collecting them or something can make a planet and that’s been confirmed, I just wanna understand how. They’re spherical like tiny planets ig. Everybody gangsta until we get an official harumaki gohan animation of two balls becoming one bigger ball.

It’d make a lot of sense in she did imo, they seem to be the physical representation of dreams and they wouldn’t be physically represented if not to have a dream eating character be able to consume them ig. I was thinking last night about the meltyland being the place where every dream (dream fragments) is stored ig? I don’t know if that’s before or after they’ve been dreamt and if that has any effect on their existence. They are FRAGMENTS specifically though. There’s also like, if the meltyland is a dream planet itself why doesn’t melty like eat the floor or something. (I advise you don’t respond or try to wrap your head around this one this is for my sake and is very confusing)

the character who collects them is halley right

OH HELL YEAH THE MANGA ANSWERS WHO CREATED THE DREAM PLABENTS?? AS WELL AS THE HABDMADE GINGA???? OH LETS GOOO ITS SO ON WE are BACK WE’RE GO BACKHAN!

I feel silly that you had to clarify that like that’s obvious I think last night I was just going crazy. I feel like I’m being given affirmations at therapy (no offence I’m making a funny joke heehee no I needed that last night) “it’s okay. Nobody comes to the melty land because it is dying, we know this because… it’s okay. No one is gonna come to the melty land.” And then o sit there with hy hypotheticals all like “BUT WGAT IF-“ ALSO NO LIKE ACTUALLY WHY DID BLUE GIRL GO THERE THEN I’m guessing this is before it started dying.

oh wait do you think dream snakes are the same things as the blue planet’s Origins (creature) ooooh cause that’s what it sounds like you’re referring to has that been confirmed somewhere it’d kinda make sense

Oh no I caused you to [grits teeth] I mean at the end of my BEN theory blue girl eventually just goes to live on the Meltyland physically. But I still think she visited it in her dreams beforehand though. The difference between dreams and reality is weird and it gets weirder when you bring death into the picture. Cause like Nana and Lili were certainly reincarnated and just woke up on wherever birth takes place. I think. I mean I don’t blame blue girl for not giving us any extra info she does have amnesia. Tbh I am slowly brong converted into a blue girl/photon is Atmos believer and that she looks different now and has had such a dramatic change and stuff because she legitimately doesn’t remember anything. That would mean the other girl from homesick Halley can be like ILost or something, but like still I really don’t wanna believe that personally, mostly because I’m stubborn. I’m also starting to believe photon blue and her story is actually entirely separate to BEN but it’s unlikely. The similar lyrics could be explained as being related but not the same story maybe I dunno. I have one piece of evidence for this and it’s the fact photon blue isn’t included with the rest of BEN in the discs, then again, neither is Luna. Also neon nocturne but that was always about the meltyland anyway. For now, while I can’t read the thingy, I’m keeping with my old stale BEN interpretation. Mostly so I don’t go insane.

Oooooooooooooh this very much sounds like there’s more new and helpful information in ONGD yay

OH OH OHHHHHHH YEAH YES aH HA THANK YOU THAT IS WOAH WOW can’t believe I didn’t notice that (I’ve oooked at it once) THANK YOU LIKE OMG IDC IF ITS SPOILERS i dunno why I’m thanking you it currently makes not sense to me BUT LIKE IM SURE IT WILL EVEBTUALLY IG OH HEL, YEAH TGATS VERY INTERESTING no like TGIS IS ECACTKY WHST I JEEDED I mean like not really STILL THANK YOU DRFTGFTFHUI I CABT EXPLAIN IT GOOD this is huge this. Is Columbus thid is gigantikku crazy wow GOD I need to mikuexpost again thanks for putting up with me be. Weird about reading what I have physical access to in comparison to like other oeople who have nothing. This is good anxiety reducing spoilers somehow. Don’t feel bad please it’s good if it stop the Gohan panic. But like don’t do it again please no offence IM SIRRY IM SO BAD AT TALKING AND ABD EVERYTHING ELSE AND- <333333333333 <3 <33

yeah i swear they can’t and that it’s been mentioned somewhere. Cause like if it has it’d be huge for me, talking about dreaming in generally us already pretty good so I’m sure that’d come with more answers to my deranged thinking point vomit

Wow I’ve thought sekai ga ovary no yo takes place pretty early on in BEN hmmm. I’m also pretty sure steel wonder is like way earlier, I thought it was before futarino. Because of everything you’ve mentioned and stuff like Usagi doesn’t seem to worried about the workd ending or moving at all (she is a child ig)

Again this feels like another affirmation. Again no offence. It’s appreciated greatlyyyyyyyyy. But they don5 go to the meltyland. Thry might go to the familiar planet. Who knows. Live laugh love.

I’m still concerned about melty’s mental state.

struggling

Why is melty mentally okay her whole civilisation is dead

Can comets affect the other dream planets

Why is she the only survivor

If Halley was not the comet that hit it what was

Are dream fragments small planets

Does melty eat dream fragments

Is the meltyland the source of every dream ever

When and how does a dream fragment become a dream planet

Who created the meltyland

Is the meltyland the base dream planet that everyone goes to when they’re asleep

Does dream eating have anything to do with not remembering dreams in the morning

Why doesn’t anyone else come to the meltyland (anymore?)

Is melty’s car a dream fragment

Was it definitely the meteor that killed everyone

What is the light source that revolves around the meltyland

Is it instead the meltyland revolving around something else

Omg what if the light source revolving around the meltyland was Halley

Do bakus sleep

What happens when/if bakus sleep does that even matter

Half human half Baku what is melty a crossbreed

Seriously why is she okay with everything she like plays games and pretends to be a lord and runs a car wash for herself

What even are dream snakes

Do they like eat the happy dreams that want to be remembered or something

Are we sure melty eating all of photon’s dreams has nothing to do with the fact she has amnesia

Was photon blue all just a dream in the first place

How much of photon blue is a dream then

Is photon even real was photon ever awake

What did photon do when she woke up

What did photon do during the daytime when not visiting melty

Is that what photon blue is talking about

How come nobody else has a dream planet

Are the characters we see the only important ones

Are they the only ones who can make dream planets

Like surely there’s other people on the familiar planet and during when the blue planet was alive and well

What makes our characters special

Are there other dream planets that we can’t see/that aren’t labelled

WHAT THE HELL IS THE HANDMADE GINGA

what is a dream rift

who is researching the meltyland

Do people in the blue planet wanna move to a dream planet is that why they care

Adults can’t dream right

Is that why they move physically like on a ship and stuff instead of just falling asleep

Why does like every song have its own dream planet I thought so much stuff just took place on the blue or the familiar one

What is the order if events when is everything taking place

[finelinevogue]

ELLIE I NEED A BLURB OF LI!HARRY AND LI!Y/N DISCUSSING CASA AMOR BEFORE IT HAPPENS

shit okay okay

so maybe they’re swimming in the pool….

Harry was watching you stay afloat about a metre away from him, as he rested his arms along the pool wall behind him to stay afloat.

He smiled as he watched you talk about something that wasn’t even interesting, in fact it was something about how you clean your apartment, but because it was you talking he would listen for England. He would listen because the sound of your voice was a song and he wanted to hear you sing forever.

“Harry are you even listening, baby?” You chuckled, watching him look at you longingly enough for you to know he was in one of his dazes.

“No, yes. I mean, no. Sorry lovie.” He smiled a small smile and it was that tiny movement of his lips that you knew something was bothering him.

You swam the metre distance over to him and carefully wrapped your legs around his waist so his body held you up. You wrapped your arms loosely around his waist and gave him a soft kiss on his forehead.

“Are you okay?” You asked, in hopes he would be honest with you.

“No point in saying no, is there?” He chuckled, looking down at the water between your chests but there was barely anything there because of how closely you were pressed up against him. He would’ve focused a lot more on how you felt against him if his mind wasn’t so elsewhere.

“No.”

Harry deeply sighed before talking to you. “I’m worried for Casa Amor.”

“Worried? Why are you worried? You know I would never—”

“No, no, baby. Not like that. Not like that at all. I trust you so much. It’s, maybe I’m not saying what I mean, shit.” Harry sighed.

You cupped his cheeks and made sure he was looking at you. “Hey. Look at me. You don’t have to tell me everything you feel right now. I’m not pushing you to tell me anything, but I’m just trying to tell you that i’m here.” You smiled.

Harry shook his head whilst smiling at you. He detached his hands from the side and carried you over to the shallower end so he could stand up, still holding you around his waist as he waded you both around the pool.

“I can’t believe how perfect you are sometimes.” He told you and you blushed, dropping your forehead onto his shoulder.

“Shut up.” You chuckled and so did he, knowing how much you were afraid of compliments.

“And that’s what I guess I’m worried for.” Harry replied quietly and your head rose to meet his gaze again. You could tell by his eyes this was something that was really bothering him.

“You’re worried that I’m perfect for you?”

“Essentially, yeah. Only because when the new girls come in, I’m worried someone might try and ruin what we have.. a-and I cant lose you again Y/N/N. I-I just can’t.” He rushed out his words at the end and you had to sadly smile whilst keeping up with what he was saying.

You leant forwards slowly and hovered your lips over his, whispering your words onto them so they’d be all he could taste forever.

“I. Love. You.” You said in between soft kisses, “And no one can come between that. We trust each other and we respect each other enough to come out the other side of this whole ‘Casa Amor’ thing, perhaps, stronger than ever. In fact I’ll probably fall in love with you more.”

“You think?” He raised his eyebrows with a smile and you were glad to see it back on his face.

“I know.”

“I’ll thank my lucky stars tonight that you exist, Y/N L/N.” He whispered against your lips.

“The lucky stars being the love-heart constellation we found?”

“Yeah. Our lucky stars.” And he kissed you right there, grateful for all this time he got to spend with you.

[watermelonlovershigh]

Whatever it is, it has to have some naked skin, rolling around in that wooly black coat he wore!!!! Like.... I cant get that out of my mind 😂... I'm gonna dream of it going to sleep tonight 🥴🥴🤪🤩

Thank ya!! ❤️❤️❤️ I know you write great anything and cant wait 😊🤗

The Black Coat of Coachella

AN: Alright, but hear me out. What if i had a fluffy idea for the black coat. I know, I know, you wanted smut but I can't get this out of my head. Hope you still enjoy. :)

This story contains: so fluffy its hard to handle

{ husband!harry - softrry - no kids }

word count: 1,506

After Harry's Coachella performance, you get sleepy and cold and in the back of the car on the way to your airbnb, Harry lets you use his black, fluffy coat to cover up with as you sleep on his shoulder. Then he carries you inside once you arrive to the airbnb and gets you ready for bed.

It was well past midnight when Harry got off the Coachella stage. He was on an adrenaline high from the crazy energy he felt on stage tonight. As he makes his way towards the back of the stage, all he can think about is getting to you. He saw you showing your support in the little section dedicated to his friends and family and wants to thank you for being there, though you'd have never missed his headlining show anyways, begins you're his wife.

You're led through the crowd by one of Harry's security guards to backstage where you can reunite with Harry. It takes a few minutes because of all the pushing and shoving done by Coachella attendees but finally you make it to the back part of the outdoor stage.

When you see Harry, you don't even hesitate to run towards him and jump in his arms. He stumbles back a little bit from the forced impact but quickly straightens up and wraps his sweaty arms around your back, holding you up. "You did so, so good, Harry. I'm so proud of you." you tell your husband while planting kiss after kiss to the sides of his face.

Catching his breath from the eighty minute show he just put on, Harry replies, "Thank you, baby. So happy you were here tonight and showed your support. Definitely needed it." You ease down off his body and look up to peck a quick kiss on his lips, not wanting to show too much PDA in case of sneaky fans with cameras that could be lingering around.

Harry takes your hand and walks you towards the little building where performers get ready and come to use the toilets and such. That's where you're met with more of his crew as well as the queen herself, Shania Twain. You try and be interactive with people as Harry chats with everyone and goes around to say "thank you" to any crew members and staff. But unlike Harry who's far from tired just yet, you're getting extremely tired and sleepy.

You'd been up since six o'clock the previous morning and was running around with Harry to get things prepared for tonight, all day. No breaks in-between it felt like. Well, except for the blowjob you gave Harry during your lunch break. So your body is giving out and exhaustion is taking over.

When Harry looks back at you after discussing something with Harry Lambert, he can instantly see the sleepiness on your face. Stepping towards you, he asks softly, "Love, yah alright? Tired?"

You put a sleepy smile on your face and respond quietly so no one else hears your conversation, "Yeah a bit, but I'm alright. Take your time, babe." Harry wasn't having that and knew he needed to end the night and get you back to the airbnb for sleep. So he makes his rounds, telling everyone good night, and then finds his driver to pull the SUV up that will take you both back to your airbnb.

A few short minutes later, the vehicle drives up and you and Harry load into the backseat. For Harry it's a little more difficult because he decided to put the black coat he wore at the start of 'As It Was' on but he manages. Once seated, you cuddle into his side due to the warmth of the furry coats material. You had gotten a bit cold because the Coachella dessert gets chilly at night time.

Harry notices your body's little shivers and questions, "Are yah cold, m'love? Want my coat?"

In a quiet voice, you mumble, "Yes, please." Harry gladly removes the thick, fluffy coat and helps you drape it over your front. He wasn't cold himself, still hot from running around on stage, and has no problem letting you use it for your comfort. You are married after all. Now with his coat covering you up, you lean your head on Harry's shoulder and attempt to keep your eyes open for the ride back to your airbnb.

But unfortunately that just doesn't happen. For the forty-five minute drive it takes to get there, you allow sleep to take over and you fall asleep leaning on your husbands body. Harry embraces your presents and slings an arm over your back to hold your body upright, occasionally placing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

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The driver pulls up to the airbnb Harry's renting for your time at Coachella. Surprisingly you don't wake up when the car stops and Harry thinks then that you must really be super tired and almost feels guilty that you're this tired because of him. He carefully leans your body towards the door on your side and slips out the vehicle on the other side. Then Harry walks around to open your door, making sure to catch you before you were to fall out.

He helps you remove the already unbuckled seat belt, he unbuckled it for you right as the car stopped, and gently lift your body up and off the seat. Harry places you in his welcoming arms in a cradling position and you naturally lay your head on his familiar shoulder. He wonders if you can smell the stench of sweat on his body but doesn't linger on that thought for long.

Trying his best to keep the thousands of dollars worth coat from falling to the ground and to continue to keep you warm, Harry quietly shuts the car door and steps up to thank the driver for driving you back here. Once that's done, he makes his way to the front door where he puts in the locks code to unlock the door. Its a struggle doing so with you in his arms but once again manages.

After stepping inside your airbnb, Harry makes sure to lock the door back and then proceeds to carry you up the stairs and to the bedroom you share together. When he gets inside, he slowly sets you down on the bed. You stir a little from the loss of contact but stay sleeping. So Harry takes this opportunity to get you both ready for bed.

He firstly strips out of his itchy, rainbow sequin suit. Then he goes to take a very quick shower, double checking the bed first to make sure you're still asleep and covered by his coat.

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Harry's shower was as speedy as he intended and soon enough he was walking out the bathroom with a towel hung around his waist and his hair dripping drops of water.

He walks over to your suit cases and grabs himself a pair of boxers and you some more comfier clothes for sleep. That's why he hadn't put you into the covers quite yet. He needed to change you first. Harry drops the damp towel that's around his slender waist and steps into his boxer briefs. Then goes over to where you peacefully lay.

Harry peels back the black coat off your body and you whine when you feel the chilliness of the bedroom hit your skin. Your husband chuckles at the cuteness you exert. Harry helps you sit up and grabs the bottom of your shirt, pulling it over your head. Luckily you weren't wearing a bra to have to be removed because it would have shown through your outfit but you did have to wear pasties to cover your nipples.

"Shhh baby, just changing yah out of these uncomfy clothes." Harry whispers when you flutter your eyes open at the movement he was putting your body through. That was all that needed to be said for you to relax back into a state of sleep and allow him to care for you.

He finishes up removing your pants as well and before slipping you into an over sized shirt he knows you like to sleep in, Harry gently peels off each nipple pasty so your boobs aren't sore when you wake up. Honestly your husband is the best husband you could have ever gotten. He's so caring that it makes you emotional thinking about it. And you're sure in the morning when he recalls all he did for you tonight, you will shed a tear.

Once you're in the over sized t-shirt, Harry lifts your body up off the bed and pulls back the heavy duvet. Then he places you back down and folds the covers over your body to ensure you're warm. After that, Harry takes the furry coat you'd been wrapped in and hangs it in the airbnb's closet because he knows Harry Lambert will have his ass if anything were to happen to it.

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Minutes later once everything is done, including removing your makeup with your makeup remover wipes, Harry slips into the duvet with you. He scoots over to your body and cuddles you to his chest. You immediately react to his body's presence and find peace in his hold. Then Harry starts to drift off to sleep as well, the adrenaline high having worn off by now.

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My Masterlist Masterpost

[lebenspurpur]

showering with the slashers

|Michael| (SFW)

You will need months to convince him to shower with you. He is surprisingly insecure and shy when it comes to nudity and especially taking off his mask. In the beginning he will even leave it on until he realizes that the steam plus the hot water are making it impossible to keep it on.

After he decides to join you he will ask for one every day. I mean he won't ask verbally he'll just stand in the bathroom when you shower until you invite him in.

Most of the time he will just place himself underneath the stream of water like a statue and let you shampoo his hair. If he's feeling generous, he will do the same for you and give you a little head massage. Michael will always use your soap since it smells like you but obviously this idiot won't ever admit that.

His favorite are showers in the evening because he adores laying in bed after a long, hot shower. Those are also one of the rare times where he actually allows cuddling.

|Vincent Sinclair| (SFW)

Vincent prefers bathing over showering. Though he won't say no to a shower.

It will definitely take him a while to gain the confidence to join you. In the beginning he'll turn his back towards you so you won't see his face. Show him love and appreciation and he might open up a little.

Vincent loves dealing with your hair. Obviously he has like 15 different hair products even though he rarely uses them. Now he can use them on you.

If you shampoo his hair he is in heaven. Imagine him underneath a stream of water lovingly gazing into your eyes while you softly trace his scalp with your fingertips. I love him, what can I say.

He will dry your hair himself and then gladly put lotion on your body. Such a sweetheart. Afterwards he likes cuddling while watching something together.

|Bo Sinclair| (NSFW)

You won't even notice when Bo enters the bathroom. He just suddenly stands behind you, arms wrapping around your upper body and his lips attached to your neck.

After a passionate make-out session he might wash your body. He likes to use his soap since that's a sign that you're his. As if the marks he leaves weren't enough.

Normally the shower is one of the rare places where he expresses his real emotions because nobody except for you will see them there. So expect lots of praising while his soapy, calloused hands trace your hips with such tenderness, you don't even recognize him.

Afterwards he'll either make you dirty again ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) or he'll lay on your chest, relaxing after a long day.

|Lester Sinclair| (SFW)

Yes Y/N, he'll gladly shower with you! He will take good care of you and that's a promise.

You'll always be glad when he showers with you since, let's be honest, he smells like rotten road kill. If your soft hands go over his scarred and exhausted body he cant' help but stare at you fondly.

I feel like Lester would try to make bubbles with soap in his hand. Or make a beard out of foam. He always tries to make you let out that adorable laugh of yours, what'd you expect?

After showering he'll wrap you up in his arms and tell you about his day. Whenever he chuckles about a funny memory a deep rumble can be felt in his chest. It never fails to make your heart grow warmer. As soon as you fall asleep he presses a soft kiss to your forehead and tucks you under the covers.

|Baby Firefly| (SFW)

Baby will always invite herself in the bathroom as soon as you're comfortable with that. Her soft hands will softly massage your shoulders and back and you can feel the knots and tight spots slowly relaxing.

But don't be foolish, she expects a massage as well. Baby values fairness so every action of her has a price. Not that you mind.

Baby's soap smells like cotton candy and fits her aesthetic wonderfully. Sometimes you'll steal a little bit for yourself.

I also believe that Baby likes to sing in the shower. According to my personal opinion one of Baby's big passions is music. Her sweet voice will be loud and clear and if you look at her she'll wink at you and smile.

After you're done she'll gladly let you brush her hair. Since the mane of hers often doesn't do what she wants it to do she gladly accepts help. If you put a hair product in her hair while softly clearing the knots she'll close her eyes while humming faintly.

|Otis Driftwood| (NSFW)

Otis is very similar to Bo when it comes to showering. Though he is also surprisingly shy. Not because of his body, more because of your feelings. Do you really want him in the shower?

After he gets over those thoughts he'll slip behind you every now and then, his big hands caressing your ass, scaring the shit out of you. If you shriek or jump he'll just chuckle and continue raking his hands over your naked form.

Even though he pretends like he doesn't like it, he loves if you wash his hair. Come on have you seen that mane? It needs some serious care and especially good conditioner. It's also dyed (I refuse to believe that his natural hair color is white.) so a good wash is long overdue.

Afterwards he'll gladly lay in bed with you while reading or discussing things. I believe that Otis also enjoys reading stories to his partner. After all you can discuss them with him later.

|Billy Loomis| (NSFW)

Are you kidding? Of course he'll shower with you!

His eyes plus hands will never leave your naked body, prepare for him just being horny. Yes Y/N, he'd love to put soap on your body. What do you mean not just on your chest and ass?

Eventually he'll grow tired of just looking at you. His hands will be all over your body soon, his lips attached to your chest leaving little marks.

If he's tired he'll oblige to your charm and wash your body without being naughty. Afterwards he'll just silently hold you close while the hot water engulfs both of you. I mean mostly him but his body will keep you warm.

|Stu Macher| (SFW)

Stu enjoys every activity he can do with you on his side.

He'll gladly massage your back, pressing little kisses to your shoulder plate. His hands will be so soft when they rub soap all over your wet form.

He loves when you try to wash him but fail because you're too small. He'll steal a kiss or two when you try and reach him by standing on your tip toes.

After all the cleaning is finished he will wrap his strong arms around you and press his chest against your back, humming fondly. He'll close his eyes and softly let the water flow over your connected bodies.

|Brahms Heelshire| (NSFW)

Brahms hates cleaning. No matter how. You will have to coax him into the shower by showering with him. It's really the only time when he ever showers.

Don't expect him to actually wash himself. You can do that Y/N. Such a malicious little gremlin. As soon as your hands touch him he'll put his head on your shoulder and start whispering very naughty things. Y/N you're torturing him, what is he supposed to do?

Okay so there might not be a lot of cleaning. If you really want him to be clean you will have to use a punishment or coax kind of strategy. No good night kiss for Brahms if he doesn't clean himself I guess. God he will be so whiny. Brahms is going to pout for days after this.

Afterwards he still wants your attention. Y/N wasn't he a good boy? He deserves a reward doesn't he?

|Josef| from the creep series (SFW)

Shower? With him? You really want that? Eh.. okay.

He'll be a bit insecure, Josef isn't used to receiving adoration. As soon as you start putting soap on his body he visibly relaxes and sighs softly. He loves being touched, yet he never asks for it.

Afterwards he'll always want to shower with you. Please just touch him some more.

Josef will happily return the favor. His touches will be very soft and tender, he doesn't want you to feel any kind of uncomfortable or scared.

After showering he will rub lotion on your warm skin, he wants it to be healthy Y/N!

Josef will also prepare a healthy meal. Food is important Y/N and god he loves cooking for you. His body in new clothes, smelling like aftershave, wet hair in a bun, singing quietly while he makes roasted vegetables. Please wrap your arms around his torso. He will nearly faint.

|Thomas Hewitt| (SFW)

It will take him a while, mainly because of the mask. However coaxing works quite good so he might give in after you bribe him a little.

Tommy is going to wash your hair very precisely, not wanting to cause knots. He knows how hot in can get in Texas as well which leads him to move away from the refreshing water, leaving you more space. He's just very considerate, compared to other slashers (ehem, Bo.).

Please wash his hair, he'd feel so special. Especially if it's your own shampoo.

After showering he'll wrap you in his strong arms and nuzzle his face in your neck, mask off. Do whatever you want Y/N, he's just glad he can lay next to you right now.

[shigarakisbabyy]

The BNHA boys x reader with an anxiety disorder part 2

Since the first part did so well I figured I’d continue it! If anyone wants a part 3 with more characters, make sure to tell me. No nsfw, reader is gender neutral.

Warnings: mentions of self harm, arson, and murder.

Content: cuddles and kisses and cute BNHA boys :)))

Denki Kaminari

I don’t see him as the type to have anxiety, so he probably wouldn’t understand what you’re so worked up about or why at first

You’d have to explain it to him, but then he’ll be super understanding and sweet and gentle

He’ll try his hardest to remember your triggers, but he can’t make any promises. Short circuiting messes him uppppp

He’ll always check in on you to see how you’re doing throughout the day if he knows it’s been a rough patch lately. If you need to head back to the dorms or need some quiet, he’ll talk to Aizawa

If you’re having a panic attack he’ll hold you and let you cry into him or listen to you ramble. He definitely won’t know what to do though or the first thing on how to actually help you

He’ll have to google it or have you speak to a therapist about it for actual help instead

Hanta Sero

I feel like he doesn’t have anxiety, but he’s around enough people who do so he’ll know how to help you

If you’re having a panic attack he’ll try and get you to focus on your breathing or try and ground yourself back to reality

If you have a habit of self harm (intentionally or intentionally) during your panic attacks, he’d probably use his tape to restrain you so you can’t hurt yourself

He’d 100% try and make a soft, quiet environment for you and when you’re worked up he’ll gently caress your face to try and give yourself something new to focus on or just a not-negative feeling

You’d probably have in depth hour long discussions about mental health and coping mechanisms and other things related to anxiety. He really knows his stuff, for some reason.

If you tend to have awful anxiety at night, he’ll sneak to your dorm room and cuddle you so he can make sure you’re okay

Fumikage Tokoyami

Dark shadow would definitely cry with you and give you a big hug to calm you down

He definitely has anxiety. You cannot convince me he doesn’t

Turns out, he has absolutely no coping skills whatsoever and has horrible anxiety, so you will both have to help each other

You’ll both go into heavy detail about your mental health issues and try and give each other ways to cope with it or ways to work it out. He’d definitely talk about it poetically though, so you’d have a hard time deciphering what it means lol

If ur panicking, he’d 100% stroke ur face and hold you while you hold dark shadow to ur chest and he’d just let you ramble to him

And if you need to cry, he’ll hold you and let you cry into him. No shame here, he’ll never judge you for something he knows you can’t control.

Fatgum

You cANNOT tell me this man wouldn’t wrap you in his gigantic hoodie and hold you close to his chest and gently rock you back and forth. YOU CANT

“Everythin’s gonna be okay, doll. Just listen to my voice, ‘kay?”

He’d definitely try to get your mind off it most times, but if it’s serious and actually needs working out he’ll 100% be a good listener and offer help and advice. That’s what heroes are for, right?

Because he’s a hero and he has to work all the time, he’d get you a good therapist you can talk to whenever he’s at work. But he’d still like to know about any and all panic attacks when he gets home though

He’d definitely sit you on his lap and rub your back if you just needed to cry. And the entire time he’d be whispering to you that you’re okay and that you’re safe with him, and that you’re anxiety is nothing more than just thoughts.

He’d 1000% remember your triggers and try his best to keep you away from situations/people/etc. that will trigger you

Dabi

Oh this poor man has so much anxiety it’s fucking unreal

He 100% gets what you’re going through and offers the best help he can, but we ALL know this man has terrible coping mechanisms. Unless you wanna be given advice to go burn down a local gas station and kill 13 people when you’re nervous, you’ll have to get a therapist.

He’d stay up with you on bad nights and talk it out with you. He’d probably make fire and let you stare at it if it’ll get your mind off it. Or he’ll turn himself into a heating pad and hold you to try and calm you down

I’m sorry but this man whispering to you and telling you it’s going to be okay and reassuring you would be so calming, have you heard his voice???? Instant relaxation.

If you’re in battle with villains and you have a panic attack, he’d probably try and get you out of there ASAP. If he can’t, he’ll constantly be checking on you

To be honest, he probably wouldn’t be the best option to talk to about your worries or fears. He has a LOT of unresolved shit he needs to work through first. Therapy will be ur best friend

Tomura Shigaraki

Doesn’t know what anxiety is at first until you explain it to him, then he’s like “…oh yeah, I have that.”

He’d try his best to get you into therapy or get you medicine, and if he can’t he’ll constantly be checking on you and talking things out with you

He’d google how to help you or the best ways to calm someone down from a panic attack LMFAO.

He’d try and distract you by getting you to play video games with him. If that doesn’t work, he’ll hold you and probably play calming music. If you need silence, he’ll tell the rest of the league to shut the fuck up and to leave you two alone

He has a hard time completely understanding it, so he might be a bit rude or blunt at times. Once you explain how he was rude he’ll apologize, and he never does it again.

He’d let you play with his hair and braid it and do whatever you want to it really if you’re one of the people who likes to fidget with something when you’re anxious.