#I do in fact have a speeding bullet addiction

[green-scout-tf2]

Im sure they’ll like ya!

Soldier might be a bit iffy at first but he’s like that with every newbie

You’ve got nothin’ to worry about!

Hey scout

So uh now that I’m part of the green team

Mind telling me about the other classes? Is Medic crazy? Is Heavy a decent man? Is Pyro schizophrenic? Just curious.

Well from what I’ve seen of the other guys, green is pretty similar to the other teams

But it’s better, obviously

Medic is pretty much the same as the other Medics

Heavy is a pretty nice guy, nicer than some people make him out to be. He’s just a little misunderstood

Pyro is… well, Pyro

Though I will say there’s some other Scout’s that have crushes on teammates I hardly talk ta, so relationships are a bit different I guess

Anythin’ else ya wanna ask? Im all ears, pally!

[thelightningbottler]

EP1 -  Addiction = Transcript

Italian Blend No. 4

It’s not the first pot, but the second 

that coils you up into upright positions 

that turns the key in your conscious prison. You’re here now,

in the instant. No drifting for you. No dreaming,

instead moments where you simply… stop existing.

Like the plug was pulled, for a few seconds and you comeback

systems stuttering reeling from

being turned off and on again hands constricting

muscles contracting eyes wide open

with synapses firing.

So here you are 

Present

Awake

under duress. Sleepless

and dreamless

Because if you submit yourself to such My, you must

have some damn good reasons.

To subject yourself to such a lesion. Why the insistent forgoing of rest? Rest. dearheart. 

“Do you smoke?”

“Well do you?”

Do I smoke?

Do I smoke?

Yes bitch

I fuckin’ smoke.

Smoke what?

Where do I begin?

There’s been marlins and Harlems and Cowboys.

There’s been Henson and Bedges and Mayfairs.

There’s been astral cheese,

Purple haze,

And so much Stardawg that I still taste diesel. 

In my lungs and on my lobes.

What else you got? I’ll smoke it all.

Heroin? Not until I’m 60

Crack? Not until I’m 65. 

Cocaine? At some point, when I’m richer.

I’m down for the best tastes in the world. 

But I’d rather be on the brink of life.

What else?

I’ll smoke that peace pipe.

I’ll inhale the gun smoke

On a smoking gun.

In the detective’s hand

While he’s trying 

To investigate it.

I smoked with Minnie,

Poor Min, 

And her bloke named Smokey.

As it pours down with rain 

(Huddle Up)

We look to the sky!

(Cuddle up)

Round a fire pit

Where we launch off fireworks.

Watch as the smoke drifted west through the skies.

Poor min, 

I still see her now and then

Picking up fag ends in Dunstable High Street.

That’s a long ass street to be picking up on.

There’s two sets of lights two miles apart and

You best hope you chose the right one.

His hokey ass joints 

Taste of fumes and smog,

Taste of kippers and paprika

Prevented only by me

Says smokey to me

His form turned into

A giant bear.

It’s a trick

An illusion.

Do I inhale the smoke from the stack?

Do I encounter the mirror that made the trick work?

As flames as far as Hemel Hempstead go up

In my business all I’m remembers the smoke

“You smoke?”

Yes I smoke, 

For the burn,

That primal energy

That steals the oxygen from my lungs

Gives me heat and tar

And the slightest

Ever so slight

Satisfaction.

'Cigarette Packets'

She was never any good for me in fact she was toxic with her Laughing and her coughing reminding me with each kiss that only she could make me happy slowly poisoning me I left some packets empty Stewm around the flat like discarded garments to gather in a box to give back and every time i pick one up i remember her smell Her taste and think "Damn, she was a good kisser. "

Darts instead of Change

Toasty Tobacco And tasty tar

Slug through my lungs at glacial speeds.

But now, dear friend We have to part

On advice of doctors friends and family.

No more, while waiting for a bus will a roll and a spark

summon metal beasts to their stop.

No longer when passing homeless men, can I offer darts instead of change,

Warming the cheeks on winters days.

You were a friend through thick and thin 

A shared revolver withmy peers

Kept the bullet chamber spinning

kept me moving for years and years—

  Rather than fester 

  Bedridden Sleeping 

  through

  My loves and fears…

And now you’re gone So, what is left?

What has taken your sacred place?

An Extra Thirty Quid a week and a stupid flavoured vape.

[delphiniumarchangelmoon]

How do you use map icons in totk cause mine are:

Leaf: foraging area for rare/useful materials (fun fact you can get hearty bass at that low gravity island with the mirror puzzle, the water never refills but the fish still spawn and just around on the floor. It’s part of my “post blood moon rotation” of foraging points and enemy spawns.

Skull: enemy I can’t reliably defeat yet (I finally got all mine off my map! TAJE that silver lynels you fucking suck ass)

Sword: mini boss/tough enemy I can reliably defeat

person looking one: Addison sign or backpack korok to return to later

Crystal tower thing: depths ascend point

Cooking pots: overworld cooking pots in useful locations so I don’t have to rely on portable ones all the time

Hearts: korok puzzles or areas I think are going to be used fir a side quest later

stars: anything else, usually related to whatever I’m working on at that moment

Bonus content: my material grinding routine for every blood moon as a paranoid newbie to this franchise who is not going into the final fight until I’m considerably over prepared.

Immediately go to the Lanayru Promenade and teleport to the O-ogim shrine, ascend up and defeat the three lynels that spawn in a line heading northwest from that point. This is both farming for weapons and fuse parts AND practice with dodging and flurry rushes (it took me a Long Time to figure them out and I’m not going to stop until I can get 5 in a row)

Then I open my map again and teleport to two locations where Gibdo’s spawn (gibdo bones my beloved) generally the underground cemetery then the ancient altar ruins, it’s generally worth putting a travel medallion down in a Gerudo cave of your choice cause desert travel is awful and most of the caves for some reason don’t have shrines

Then I teleport to several sky islands rapidly:

Ga-ahisas shrine in the North Tabantha Sky for aforementioned fish

Josiu shrine in north Necluda sky (then to the island north of it with the pond) for a big radish + everything else those islands grow

And finally the water temple, as it’s my preferred location for farming Construct parts. I like combat in low gravity im a sniper at heart just let me have infinite bullet time

(my current plan for Ganondorf is a full inventory of rocket shields + multi shot bows + gibdo bones. everything else is a backup plan. I hope I don’t need the backup plans cause they’re not very good. One is literally to look up on YouTube how to build an indestructible car and just run him over till he dies)

Then I stop off at Sturnida Springs Cave (north + a little west of Rito Village) aka the crazy mushroom cave. Also a decent place for a travel medallion tbh, it’s fairly far from any travel points.

Then its Hateno to harvest from the school field and set the new crop (I’m usually rotating between endura carrots and hearty radishes) and buy out anything useful at the store, mostly pumpkins. And arrows. I consider anything under 150 to be running low.

If I’m running low in cash I track down a rare stone talus or two, there’s two fairly close to the Gerudo Canyon tower.

Then I spend the remaining time either defeating gloom spawn/boss rematches in the depths/more Lynels depending on what I’m running low on, or farming parts from a dragon (I try to rotate but. It’s usually Dinraal cause she’s my favorite dragon)

And when I inevitably get bored of this I switch to collecting poes in the depths to buy bomb flowers.

And yes. My link does have a severe addiction to speed elixers. That’s none of your business. It gets the job done. Gan won’t know what fucking hit him (it’s bones and bombs. He’s getting hit by bones and bombs)

And anyway I don’t want to do the final boss until I’ve done the majority of things to do in the game, it feels like the finale should be… final, yanno? I’m not gonna find every korok seed or anything but I do want to get all inventory upgrades, get every armor piece and upgrade most of them, do all the side quests, fill my compendium most of the way, etc.

but even then I’m still REALLY close. I’ve got like… three shrines, five quests, 4 wells, and maybe 2 armor pieces left and SURELY more m close to getting all the Addison signs I mean I never slacked on those. I already have plans lined up to get upgrades for the armor pieces I already have (fuck the goddamn star things I just want to upgrade my own damn canonical armor and you want falling stars AND dragon parts? Literally fuck off) so. Im running out of things to do to avoid the ending 😬

[atheliasnotebook]

Congratulations on one year!!! 😊 Can I pls request Childe no. 25 (playing video games with him), Thank you!!!

game night

childe "ajax" x gn reader fluff

tags: fluffy

author's note: i actually tried to use a lot more brainpower than normal to try something new -- thanks anon <3

“hmm? you want to play a game of mario kart?” ajax would ask with a sly grin, cocking an eyebrow as he flashed you as a smile. “sure! just don’t expect me to go down without a fight!”

and immediately, falling into his trap and feeding into his addiction to adrenaline, said: “loser has to cook dinner tonight.”

he’d laugh, raising his fist as though he would have been spinning a blade in his hands. “bring it on!”

are you good at mario kart? ✦ yes! ✦ no...

✧ you answered: yes!

pressing your middle finger firmly on the top switch nestled behind the very peak of the controller, you drift and watch as magenta-purple streaks of spark fly to commemorate your speeding victory past the line on yoshi valley.

"oh come on—i was blue-shelled! let's go for one more!" the ginger furrows his eyebrows, determined to win. you shrug. yeah, you'll humor him, and you know you're just going to win again.

"out of five, then," you chuckle, looking at your determined boyfriend's focused countenance.

...

"how are you so good?!" ajax exclaims, placing down the controller and rolling over to take you into his arms as soon as he crosses the finish line.

"practice, i guess," you reply, giggling as the man peppers kisses all over your face and down your neck.

"well..." he pulls away, pretending to pout. "jokes on you, I lost intentionally just so I could cook dinner for you!" he remarks, teasing you with a wink while he sticks the tip of his tongue out. nonetheless, clinging to him, you insist that you help—after all, no matter how much you win at Mario Kart... it doesn't change the fact that you want to feel the way that he wraps his arms around you from behind while you're stirring the pot.

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

✧ you answered: no...

you finish last place. or close to it. it doesn't matter, you're not in the top five—so royally: you think you suck. god, how does the 11th chairman of Fatui Enterprises do it? but ajax ruffles his fingers through your hair and kisses you on the forehead.

"don't be so hard on yourself! here, let's go another round—this time, i'll teach you how to play."

...

it's improvement. 12th to 8th—that's pretty good. although... you could argue that you got lucky with that bullet bill.

you just put down the controller and curl up, just a little upset. you thought pressing buttons and selecting karts and wheels and gliders that looked cool would work out, and just selecting whatever character. but... the moment you saw ajax's side pull up a drop down menu of stats, and watching as his eyes glazed over how the stats changed (and how he maxed out his traction while using toad), you knew that you were... in fact: donezo.

"awh, don't be upset... look, it's just a game. and when it comes to actual racing, you're pretty good with remote control cars! racing games aren't for everyone..." he says, placing the controllers on the edge of the bed before falling back, beckoning you to nestle up in his arms against his navy short-sleeve.

still sulking (just a bit), you embrace the warmth of the champion, slowly mustering a smile as you hear him chuckle and giggle at your gentle and ticklish touch. it's his way of asking for your forgiveness—blatant by the way he tangles his legs with yours when he cuddles with you.

"i'll cook dinner with you when you feel like getting up. i hope that you do get up—because I've been dying to try and learn the secrets to how you make your stews taste so good~"

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[apparentlyaswarmofbees]

Making the Seven Demon Brothers Flustered (?)

basically a compilation of sweet stuff with the seven brothers.

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Warning: uncensored swearing

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This was an extremelly random idea that came in my mind. I was laying down looking at the ceiling and had a moment of epiphany where I thought: "holy shit I love when the brothers blush, I should make that everyone else's problem" and so here we are.

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Lucifer

Contrary to popular belief, flustering Lucifer isn't impossible.

You know those days you just can't sleep?

If you decide to walk around the house you will most likelly stumble upon a Lucifer coming back from filling his most likely 10th cup of coffee.

First he will definetelly ask you what on earth were you doing awake before frowning in disapproval because you have classes tommorrow. So you should be in bed, asleep, like probably only Asmo and maybe Satan, and possibly Mammon in the house.

But honestly, it's 3am and both you and him are sleep deprived and I don't think anything really has a meaning at this point.

So that's when I say it's your cue to walk up to him, raise your arms, and hug him.

Just hug him and refuse to let go

He will be both flustered and frustrated that he can't hug you back

10/10 he would walk to his office with you clinging to him like a koalla, put his cup down, and give you a hug of his own.

He will still demand you to go to bed after he rechargers himself thought.

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Mammon

I mean, what doesn't fluster Mammon?

But what about the moments he can handle being flustered without trying to deny his feelings out loud?

Yeah, those ones are the real treasures.

So I give you: hand holding.

This man is weak for holding hands, wherever and whenever. Just grab his hand and carress your tumb over his own, or link your pinkies and swing your arms a bit, even just losely holding each other's fingers.

He loves it so much it can even become something he does automatically once he gets used to it.

Sitting together? His hand is right over yours. Walking side by side? He will absolutely refuse to let go of your hand (he even forgets sometimes and scares himself when he raises his hand to fix his shades and he sees he's still holding onto you).

At some point the others may even start to cringe over the fact that you two appear to always be holding hands, even inside the house. It's very sweet though, and honestly, I bet his grip is very addicting to hold on to.

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Leviathan

Even more so than his older brother, what doesn't fluster Levi?

So I will give out the one that possibly brings the cutest reactions out of him: surprise attacks.

Laying down side by side and you just feel like kissing him? Just do it. Give him a lil' peck on the lips or a soft one on the tip of his nose, and watch as he tries to hide in plain sight.

He did something that made you extremelly happy and you just feel he needs a reward? Just do it. Smooch his cheek, hug him and give him a lil' squeeze. He will be so happy he will not know what the hell he is supposed to do.

And best of all: at some point, once he gets, a bit, used to it, he will try to reciprocate.

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Satan

Will the answer to how to fluster Satan be cats?

Yes it will be cats.

But also cheesy lines from romance books.

So you can pick your poison.

You have chosen cat? Just lay down besides him and give your best meow. Lean into his touch, plop your chin on the top of the book he is holding and stare at him, maybe pout for increase in effectiveness. He will be squirming on his spot in no time.

You have chosen cheesy lines? Do it while having one of those candlelight dates with Satan, give your best shot with the biggest smile you can. He will melt.

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Asmodeus

Contrary to all of his brothers, the real question for Asmo is: what even flusters him?

The answer might be: unexpected compliments that are related to who he is as a person instead of who he is in appearence.

Which is... very specific to say the least.

Just fucking throw compliments at him about how he is extremelly sweet, caring and talented. Diligent, passionate, and how he always manages to brighten your day simply by saying his usual excited "Hi!".

Just throw all these at him like bullets from an automatic gun, throw your hands in the air or clench your fists and look him right in the eye as you say it loud and clear. Let whoever is around hear it too, they should all realize how important this man is.

And congrats, you now have a red faced, mouth agape, wide eyed, Asmo.

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Beelzebub

Surprisingly not that hard to fluster the avatar of gluttony.

Though it's not very common for him to blush, on the inside he will be dancing macarena on x2 speed.

Pocky game? He will get so flustered he will break it midway. Helping him work out? Just lay right under him as he does push ups and he will slowly either stop working or become more, let's say, determined.

Just feel like hugging him? If he has his hands free, just throw yourself at him, he will be perplexed for a second and believe me when I say you will be able to feel his heartbeat, and it will be pretty damn fast.

But there is also a different strategy: pair up with Belphie.

Just throw a blanket over both of you and snuggle together, then walk over to Beel. Yes just walk over to him. This man is weak for you being cute with his twin. May end up engulfing both of you in a bear hug.

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Belphegor

Oh, the avatar of denial.

Just like his brother it isn't exaxtly that hard to fluster him, and he often doesn't show it much on the outside. But when he does? He will not admit it.

Waking up to you sleepily staring at him from his stomach while laying on your arms? No, he is not blushing, you are imagining things.

You give out a giggle and a sun blinding smile in response to his denial? Oh! he is frowning now. Look at that, his face is becoming redder with each second.

Want to get a finishing blow? Just say you love him. You will never see him move so fast to latch onto you in a big hug like an octopus as both of you fall ungracefully back on the bed. He is totally not hiding his face on your neck, pfft, of course not.

[izusun]

Alright more patented Goblin AU ramblings~~~

My mind is HYPERFIXATED on quirkless vigilante Izuku somehow adopting Eri, and balancing that sweet vigilante life (instant ramen, a coffee addiction, and stealing from criminals to pay rent) while trying to raise Eri semi-normally.

Like he's a disaster on his own but add onto the fact that now he's trying to care for Eri?

Dadzawa notices that he's become more tired on patrols (which is saying A LOT) and is now even more on the *must adopt* train.

(yes Izuku has a gun in this one too, I'm a sucker im sorrryy)

Izuku works very hard to try and keep his vigilante persona away from Eri, which often means hiding stab/bullet wounds. Also he spoils her constantly, but they don't get a lot of money anyways, which mostly means him either DIYing stuff or skipping meals to get her another candy apple.

(don't ask where Inko is idk man, she's just gone, you can decide)

Just: Disaster Izuku trying to raise Eri while dealing with his own baggage WHILE Dadtective Tsukauchi and Dadzawa try to bring him in so they can finally adopt him

ALSO ALSO: The pro heroes who are sent to try and catch him all independantly decide to try and adopt him, which leads to a custody battle when they do finally catch Izuku (and Eri making it v clear that she loves her brother/papa and is just as fiercely protective and attached as Izuku is to her even after only a few months/a year makes me feel things)

- Goblin anon

OMG I LOVE THIS GOBLIN!!!! midoriya collecting dads like they’re pokemon cards <3

NO BUT IMAGINE HOW AIZAWA FINDS OUT THAT HIS VIGILANTE SON IS NOT TAKING CARE OF HIMSELF:

midoriya’s running away from busting another villain organization, lethargic and slow. he’s sporting two broken ribs and one nasty gash to the thigh. but aizawa’s on his tail and police cars are blaring their sirens from below, obviously following aizawa in his pursuit.

“problem child goddamn it just stand down!” aizawa yells, but does not erase their vigilante’s quirk (no one knows midoriya’s quirkless and right now, aizawa can clearly see that midoriya’s hurt so he doesn’t want to risk midoriya’s safety by erasing his quirk.)

midoriya doesn’t respond and it sends more warning blares to aizawa because their vigilante is never quiet.

“kid?” aizawa asks, ramping up his speed to catch up on midoriya but midoriya’s good at parkour and keeps running away, far from aizawa’s reach. aizawa curses, swings his weight using his capture weapon to give himself leverage but-

“OW!” midoriya yelps, hitting himself from a stray metal beam and aizawa watched in horror as their vigilante kid falls.

“KID!” aizawa’s voice was rough, unused to screaming, as he bolts towards edge of the building’s rooftop, peering down to check at midoriya. he hisses in anger because, as usual, midoriya’s gone.

he reports this incident to tsukauchi and they both try to trace midoriya’s steps, but like an actual ghost, there is never a trace. with aizawa’s agreement, they both add more heroes in their case, never failing to impart that the priority is not to capture but to ensure midoriya’s safety.

of course the heroes love midoriya when they realize that this vigilante boy is adorable, kind, respectful, and cheeky in all the good ways.

things finally change when one night, midoriya crashes to the police station, vigilante outfit intact but bloody. tsukauchi and aizawa are there to meet him, both worried because midoriya will never do this. he was as slimy as all vigilantes were, and always backed his wayward heroism with efficient street fight and honed martial arts, plus the incredible heights of his wisdom. so this? midoriya walking willingly to a police station? this means trouble.

“eri’s taken,” midoriya says, voice quiet and tired but so so scared. they don’t even know who eri was or what were her connections with midoriya, but both aizawa and tsukauchi are moving up to assist midoriya in his plans.

turns out eri’s their kid’s sister/daughter...what?

but she was captured by low ranking LoV members (not official LoV, but more like their underlings.) it took great effort from both aizawa and tsukauchi to stop their kid from setting the villains on fire.

so with eri saved and the LoV underlings captured, they all had to acknowledge that midoriya must be taken to custody.

“look kid-” tsukauchi begins, but midoriya cuts him off.

“after what happened today, i think i rather be taken away than have eri be taken by villains again. look, just promise me that eri would have a good education and good family, ok? and a good house. the one with vast gardens because her quirk is a blessing and she loves to make flowers bloom and i swear to god if you guys do any less for eri, i will personally escape any hole you put me into and cut off your-”

“KID! damn you talk so much, you know that?” aizawa asks, huffing loudly but the way his lips crinkle in a suppressed smile shows that he’s not mad but amused, “we’re not taking you away.”

a heartbeat. “what?” midoriya croaks out, hands embracing eri a little tighter. eri, bless her, is quiet as she watches her extra two dads(?) talk to her brother.

tsukauchi sighs but smiles kindly. “kid– midoriya-kun, we’re not locking you up. there are many laws that could send you to juvenile detention centres, but the fact that you’re quirkless kind of protects you from that. what we’re offering though, for both you and your sister, is protection,” he explains.

“and family,” aizawa grunts from beside him.

tsukauchi nods at that. “and family.”

“...excuse me but what?”

aizawa chuckles lowly, shaking his head at midoriya. “midoriya, i’m offering you to be my kids.”

“WHAT?”

“well i mean i had to beat fukukado, but yeah.”

“FUKU- MS. JOKE? WHAT?”

all the while, eri giggles at her brother’s expense.

[chyanxrene]

Sweetheart Part 2

♡ Sweetheart part 1 ♡

♡ Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Y/N

♡ Summary: Draco and Y/N were friend’s with benefits, now that Y/N was avoiding him, it was only a waiting game until he caught up with her.

♡ Warnings: Degradation, pure smut, male receiving

"Y/N have you found an outfit for the ball yet?" Her friend asked from next to her whilst she ate a slice of toast.

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows and then opened her eyes in realisation that she had forgotten the winter ball that was on Friday.

"Fuck, I forgot."

"We don't have time to go to Hogsmeade, you'll have to wear one of my dresses" her best friend smiled and continued eating.

Y/N nodded, spreading jam on her toast. She was trying to forget about her last encounter with Draco which had left him fuming. She was trying to avoid him, she wouldn't walk down the halls by herself— in case he caught her.

"Y/N" her friend drawled, Y/N followed her friends eye line.

"Why is he staring at you?" Her friend frowned, quickly diverting her gaze back towards Y/N.

Her eyes found his, he was mad, furious actually. His gaze was intense, he sat two tables away. Despite the large amount of students in the great hall, he was only looking at her.

His hand was tightly clenched around his fork, his knuckles whiter than his normal pale skin tone. Y/N felt uncomfortable from his staring— but she couldn't take her eyes off him.

She watched as Pansy Parkinson tapped his shoulder and whispered something in his ear. But Draco didn't flinch, he continued to stare at her in anger, watching her every movement.

Y/N gulped and excused herself from the great hall, she ran out into the corridor only to bump into someone and fall straight on her ass.

"Oh fuck."

"Shit— I'm sorry, here— let me help you up."

Y/N watched the large male hand in front of her, she hesitantly grabbed the hand. He pulled her up, maybe a little too hard as she crashed into his chest.

"Thanks Cormac."

"You're welcome Y/L/N."

There was an awkward silence between the two. Y/N knew him from a few classes but had never spoken to him like that. She knew he could be a player but that didn't alter is good looks.

"Say Y/N, you don't happen to have a date tomorrow yet? If you do that's fine but if not then perhaps I could take you."

Y/N chewed on her lip, a part of her didn't want to go with him as he was a ladies man, another part of her wanted to— as she didn't have a date yet. The ball was the last thing on her mind.

"I'm surprised you don't yet" she laughed.

Cormac chuckled and brushed his hand along her right arm. "Well, I wanted to go with you but I didn't have the balls to ask."

This was news to Y/N, she had never observed any interest from Cormac. She decided to bite the bullet and agree to going with him— besides she didn't want to look lonely.

"Sure, I'll go with you."

"Perfect!" He pulled her into a tight squeeze, she heard him take a deep inhale and then let out a sigh. He was weird— nether the less she now had a date, so she had to prepare.

Y/N said her goodbye to Cormac after an awkward hug and turned around to head to her dorm room. At the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Draco leaning against the entrance door to the great hall.

Her heart was racing, she didn't want to make eye contact with him. She hurried past him, the wind picked up his smell which travelled into her nostrils. Shivers ran down her spine, the smell of Draco was addictive but she had to be strong.

It was the day of the winter ball, Y/N didn't have much time to prepare an outfit so was left with two options, kindly offered by her friend.

"So, there's the red one with the slit— very Christmassy— also very seductive— the slit makes it easy if you want to— well you know what."

Y/N laughed at her friend's dirty mind and watched as she picked the other dress up.

"The black one is cute— it's what you would wear to your enemies funeral— just to show them up" she laughed.

Y/N thought carefully, the black was nice, slightly puffy at the bottom and long sleeves. The red was silk from head to toe, a slit running down the left leg, it was a straight dress— it would be a tight fit.

"The red."

Her friend clapped her hands excitedly and threw the dress over to her. Y/N went to get ready, she took a long hot shower. She done her hair in her favourite style and applied natural make up. She decided to go for a bold red lip, to match her dress.

"Fucking hell."

"Is it too much?" Y/N said worriedly, she looked down at her dress, ironing out the creases with her hands.

"If Cormac doesn't get you in his bed tonight, you'll definitely be in mine!"

Y/N blushed, her friend wore the black dress which complimented her skin tone nicely. She paired it with a smoky eye and nude lipgloss, they both looked good.

"Come, let's go— I have a date with Blaise and Cormac will be waiting for you" her friend said pulling them out of their shared dorm room.

"You look— lovely" Cormac smiled, his eyes went straight to her chest and then to her exposed leg. Y/N scoffed and now began regretting coming with this boy.

She thanked him, shooting him a quick smile. His hand went around her waist, holding her tightly— maybe a little too tightly. Y/N sucked it up, she hoped that she could loose him in an hour and find her friend.

"Do you want a drink?" He asked, his eyes wandered glancing at other females.

Y/N stood on his toe quickly and then retracted her foot "oh my, I'm so sorry, I'm clumsy you see."

Cormac nodded, a hint of anger on his face as he examined his shoe to see if there was any scuff marks. Once he discovered there wasn't he smiled and then went to get drinks.

Y/N stood waiting for her date, she watched as her friend was being twirled around by Blaise. They looked cute together, she couldn't help but feel jealous as she wanted to be treated the same as her friend.

Cormac was taking a while, she glanced over and saw him speaking to his friends, they kept looking over to her and then smirking. Y/N was utterly repulsed— men she thought in her head.

The air suddenly shifted, it was heavier— stuffy, Y/N's breath was caught in her throat as she found it hard to breath properly.

Everyone else continued dancing, she was the only one that was feeling this, and that's when she felt his body behind her. He wasn't touching her, she could just feel him behind her.

She took in a deep breath, and licked her lips.

"You look— beautiful" Draco breathed from behind her.

He had never spoken to her like that outside of sex. Of course he had called her beautiful many times, only when she was sucking his dick, or riding him— oh gosh.

She felt herself grow wet as memories of her and Draco clustered her mind. She had to stand her ground, she can't let him win again.

"Thank you."

"Where's your date?" He said now standing next to her, he didn't look at her, he just faced forward watching everyone dance.

"Getting drinks."

"Mmm, which one is it again?"

"None of your business" Y/N spat.

He let out a short laugh, his eyes finally meeting hers. She turned her head quickly and faced the front again.

"Where's your date?"

"I don't have one."

"That's a shame."

"Is it? Or are you secretly happy about that?" He teased, Y/N's face grew hot, did he know about her crush on him? She thought deeply thinking if she gave away any hints.

Y/N cleared her throat "oh here he comes."

Cormac walked over with two glasses of punch. He eyed Draco and then handed the drink to Y/N.

"Malfoy, everything alright?" Cormac asked, drinking some of his drink.

He hummed, watching Cormac, he looked annoyed "I'm fine, you mind if I have your drink Y/N?"

She frowned at him and shook her head "no— it's mine, get your own."

I looked at Cormac who had a worried look on his face "yeah— yeah get your own Malfoy."

Draco slapped the drink out of her hands, sending shards of glass onto the dance floor. It was too loud for anyone to hear, so no one noticed, only a Hufflepuff who quickly collected the glass.

"Draco what the fuck."

"He put something in your drink" he growled now holding onto Cormac's shirt collar.

"I did not!" Cormac shouted.

"I watched you, you and your little friends had a game going on didn't you?"

Cormac shook his head.

"Who can fuck first? Right?" Draco shouted.

Y/N had heard enough and ran off, she felt embarrassed. She knew Cormac was an ass but she didn't expect that. She wasn't upset or crying, she just wanted to go back to her dorm room.

She felt more embarrassed at the fact that Draco came to her rescue, she should've figured it out herself. Now she was beginning to get annoyed at him.

She turned down a corridor, speeding to her dorm room. Heavy footsteps trailed behind her, she was finally going to be caught by Draco Malfoy.

He tugged on her wrist and pulled her back, she swung around. His other hand pushed her head towards his and he kissed her deeply. Entering his tongue in her mouth straight away.

Y/N let out a whimper and returned the kiss. Draco backed her against the wall, her back hitting the cold stone sharply.

He pulled back, his eyes were heavy which watched his heavy breath.

His finger was raised, he pointed it at Y/N and laughed.

"You— my sweetheart— have been driving me wild."

Y/N could only gulp, his hand slapped the wall next to her head.

"Do you enjoy playing games with me?"

Y/N shook her head quickly, Draco's other hand trailed down her thigh and went underneath her dress. Brushing her inner thighs slowly.

"Answer me!"

"I—I haven't played games."

"You have, you leave me with blue balls, I haven't been able to get rid of them for nearly a week now!"

"That—that's not my fault."

A smirk fell onto his face, his hand stopped moving.

"You're right— maybe it's mine."

Y/N nodded, her underwear now sticking to her wet pussy, his finger grew closer and closer to where she wanted him most. But he didn't touch her, he was teasing her, getting her back for what she'd done to him.

"You know what I want?" He smiled, his thumb brushing her bottom lip, he smudged her red lipstick slightly.

"I want you— to wrap those pretty red lips around my cock."

Y/N moaned at his words, she just couldn't do it, she couldn't let him leave her again when she had all these feelings for him.

Y/N bit her lip and thought to herself— I guess one more time wouldn't hurt, she convinced herself.

Draco searched Y/N's eyes for an answer, then he smirked when he realised she had come to a decision.

Draco looked around and unbuttoned his trousers, he pulled them down along with his boxers. His dick was hard, the head leaking with precum.

"You missed this sweetheart?" He asked wiping the precum off his tip with the pad of his thumb and then smearing it onto Y/N's lips.

Y/N nodded quickly, her tongue darting out to taste his arousal. Draco's hand wrapped around her throat, he pulled her into a hard kiss and then let her go.

"Make me cum" he whispered against her lips.

Y/N fell to her knees, she rubbed up her hand up and down his dick. His hips bucked forward as he felt her thumb brush across his sensitive tip.

Draco's hands tangled in her hair "show me how much you missed me."

He pushed her head forward, his eyes never leaving her. She ran her hand up and down again, stroking the prominent vein on the side, her mouth opened.

Draco guided his tip first into her mouth, Y/N's lips instantly wrapped around it, swirling her tongue to taste him.

"Fuck."

He pushed her head further, forcing her to take more of his thick cock. Her mouth widened, she struggled to take in everything, so what she couldn't she pumped with her hand.

She hollowed her mouth, sucking as hard as she could. Draco groaned at this and gripped her hair harder.

Y/N choked suddenly, feeling his tip hit the back of her throat. Her mouth filled with more saliva, she looked up at Draco, he smirked and pulled her off him.

Multiple strings of her spit were still attached to his his dick from her mouth. Her eyes were watery and her mascara was now running. Draco looked at her like she was an angel.

He traced his tip along her lips and then prodded them, forcing her to open her mouth.

Y/N sucked in a breath, she knew what was coming. She held onto Draco's thighs and he thrusted hard into her mouth. He done this many times until Y/N was sobbing. Her vision was blurry and her mouth was swollen.

"Fucking— love— your— filthy— mouth" he grunted each word. Spit was falling out of Y/N's mouth onto the floor, she looked up at Draco, his head was thrown back, his mouth was parted as he continued to fuck her mouth.

He suddenly pulled out of her mouth and grabbed her forearm. He dragged her up "lift up— your dress."

Y/N quickly wiped her mouth and lifted her dress, Draco looked around again, to see if there were any onlookers. Not that that would make a difference now.

Draco held both sides of her underwear and snapped them, a stinging sensation running through Y/N's body.

He lifted her up, her legs were over his arms as he used the wall to balance his hands on.

"Fuck— I missed you" he whispered, he lined his dick to her entrance and then pushed inside of her.

Y/N's head flew back, Draco let out a strained groan as he pulled out and pushed back in again.

"So tight— you make it hard for me to last long."

She couldn't speak, she was in a total state of bliss, her eyes were screwed shut as he thrusted in and out of her. She moaned his name feeling his cock fill her up sweetly.

Draco moved at a faster pace, the angle made his tip rub against her g spot repeatedly.

Y/N was whimpering, crying his name as she felt her orgasm approach fast.

"You're mine— aren't you?"

Draco thrusted harder, lifting her up slightly higher so he could push into her deeper.

"Fuck— tell me you're mine!"

Y/N's head fell forward, they looked into each others eyes and she nodded quickly.

"Say it— I wanna hear you say it."

"I'm yours Draco."

He slowed his pace, giving Y/N short, deep, thrusts. She was close now, his head leaned in and sucked onto her neck, leaving red and purple marks behind.

He then thrusted one final time hard, which sent them both over the edge. Y/N came moaning his name, Draco let out 5 curse words in one short sentence.

His forehead leaned on hers as he tried to catch his breath. His lips kissed her forehead as he finally let her down.

Y/N pulled down her dress as Draco pulled his boxers and trousers back up. It was silent, no words were spoken between them, both were still reeling from the amazing sex they had just had.

Draco's back was turned from Y/N's, she heard him zip up his trousers "I'm not sleeping with her."

"What?"

"Don't be stupid— you know who I'm talking about."

"Right, I didn't care if you did anyway-"

"You did."

He smiled and turned around, he strolled towards Y/N, he brushed a loose strand of hair out of her face, pushing it behind her ear.

Y/N's eyes were watering, she didn't want to cry in front of him, but all her emotions were coming at once and she couldn't handle them all. She sucked in her tears and remained calm.

"I—I don't want to do this anymore" Y/N whispered, her head faced her feet.

Draco placed a kiss on her cheek "good because neither do I."

Y/N looked at him, she was confused at what he meant by that.

"What does that mean?"

He let out a laugh and smiled "I want you to go back to your room, burn the list of rules and then come back to my room."

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows and then widened her eyes realising what he had just said.

"But—but Draco?"

Y/N was worried what everyone would think about her being with a Slytherin— let alone Draco Malfoy.

"I don't care anymore— now be a good girl and do as you're told."

"Right, okay."

Y/N went to walk off but he pulled her wrist, forcing her against his chest. His mouth found hers as he engulfed her into a wet kiss. Y/N pulled away before they got too carried away.

"See you soon— sweetheart."

[mintwithchoco]

beaux rêves: Ep 4 - Adrenaline

ITZY Yeji x Male Reader

Word Count: 2882 words

Categories: smut, oral, femdom, mommy kink, light bdsm, agent! yeji

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“Stop!”

Avoiding each and every obstacle, the three agents chased down their target who was running through the top of a building, a person simply named “Killer Queen”. The chase was going on for five minutes - countless bullets directed towards each other missing their mark. The agents were running out of ammunition and their stamina wasn’t going to hold up any further.

“Does this guy have any lungs or what?! We’ve been chasing him for hours!” Ryujin shouts towards the others.

“Keep the pace! Eventually he’ll get tired too!” Yeji replied.

“Captain, permission to use Hierophant Green!” You asked Yeji while getting ready to press the button on your watch to summon the weapon mentioned.

“Permission granted!”

As soon as you press the button, your hands turn into a robotic state with green and white color schemes. You then put them close together, causing it to glow bright green and a water-like material is produced on your palms.

“Take this Killer Queen! Emerald Splash!” You shouted.

A giant energy blast was released from your palms which then takes on the form of emeralds, targeted and locked onto Killer Queen at a crazy speed. The agents were confident - Killer Queen had no way of escaping and they were gonna put an end to his crimes by giving him the punishment that he deserves.

But suddenly, Killer Queen flashes his jacket towards the blast and deflects them away, making the agents flinch away from him. They were shocked at the act and realized that this was not an easy enemy.

“What? There’s no way! No one can just deflect the Emerald Splash!” You said, shocked at the fact that The Mafia has overthrown your best attack.

"Hah! You utter fool! Your attacks are weak against me!" Killer Queen then throws a type of bomb towards you.

"Agent Mint!" Ryujin and Yeji shouted before watching you get sent flying in the air by the explosion from the bomb.

Both of them stopped chasing Killer Queen and ran towards your weak body that just fell to the ground. The explosion burned your suit and a little bit of your skin and your head was feeling super dizzy because of you hitting it on the cement roof. Blood started to pour out from a cut on your head, your vision was also starting to get blurry.

Before Yeji and Ryujin could reach you, you fainted because of your injuries. You hear their cries for you as your vision slowly turns black, your mind hoping that there's a chance help would arrive soon.

//timeskip//

Your eyes slowly open. Greeted by the bright ceiling light of the room, you squint your eyes and sit up to look around. You felt your head that was wrapped in bandages and saw a few cuts on your arms.

"Where...Where am I?" You ask yourself before hearing the door of the room being opened by Chaeryeong.

"Oppa! You're awake!" Chaeryeong rushes towards you and hugs you on the bed, making you eventually realize that you were in the ward room of the JYP HQ.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I forgot that you're still injured…" Chaeryeong said as she pulled away, noticing you wince from her sudden contact.

"It's fine. How long was I asleep, Chae? Are the others okay?" You asked her as she slowly sat on one of the chairs in the room.

"You've been unconscious for almost 3 days. The others are fine oppa, but…"

"What's wrong?"

"Yeji unnie…She's been out of place after the incident, always looking so frustrated, separating herself from us except during worktimes and most of all - not joining us at lunchtime." Chaeryeong sighed and pouted.

"Killer Queen has caused a lot of trouble for us, and I think she's stressed because of it. Don't worry, I'll try to talk it out with her."

"Alright…Anyways, how are you feeling now oppa?"

"I still feel a bit nauseous, but other than that, I'm a-okay!" You said while giving her a thumbs up, making her giggle cutely.

Suddenly, a knock was heard on the door, making you both flinch. You look at Chaeryeong with a questioning face and she replies back with a shrug. The door then was opened once again, revealing the person that knocked on it was Yeji.

"Oh, you're awake. And Chaeryeong, you're here early." Yeji said while closing the door.

"Y-Yeah...Thought that I would pay oppa a visit before I work. I was lucky enough to see him first awake, hehe~" Chaeryeong said as Yeji came to her right side.

"How do you feel now?" Yeji asked you, and your answer was still the same.

“I’m glad to hear that. Don't worry about the mission, you need to heal up first." Yeji said.

"10:30?!" Chaeryeong suddenly shrieked when she was looking at her watch on her wrist.

"Oppa, I gotta go. I promised Ryujin to help her out with uhh... something, yeah. Yeji unnie, take care of him alright? See you guys later!" Chaeryeong said before quickly rushing herself out of the room, leaving you and Yeji alone.

"Take...care…" You managed to say before Chaeryeong closed the door.

You face Yeji who looked like she was lost in thought. Remembering what Chaeryeong said about her situation recently, you were hesitant to ask her about it as she was looking frustrated. Silence filled the room with ease as you just observed the injuries that you got while Yeji just stared at you with her mind full of thoughts.

"Hey, are you okay?" You ask, breaking the silence between you two.

"Chae said that you’ve been looking distressed lately, is there something wrong?”

Yeji looked at you and was greeted with your concerned expression. She looked hesitant, biting her lips and keeping the gap of her thighs closed. You purse your lips, wondering why she was acting this way.

“...You said you were okay, right?”

“Yeah...Why?”

“Then, I’ll show you what’s wrong.” Yeji stood up from her seat and took off her boots and her socks. You were confused, but then she suddenly sat on your lower region that was covered with a blanket, making you shocked.

“Yeji what the-” Yeji silenced you by bringing a finger to your lips and her head gets close to your ear.

"I'm...sexually frustrated." She whispers softly into your ear, giving you shivers.

"H-Hey now Yeji…T-This is not the best place to be saying stuff like this-" You were cut off by Yeji's lips, deeply kissing you and forcing you to lean back to the headboard.

Your eyes widened. This was a wrongful act, you thought. But upon tasting her cherry lips, you instantly got addicted to it. Yeji demands more of you by forcing her tongue into your mouth, giving her access to dance with your tongue. You both exchanged saliva to each other while your hands promptly moved to her back, gently hugging her.

Eventually, you both ran out of oxygen and pulled away from each other by the force of nature followed with strings of saliva. You stared into each other's eyes, filled with lust, knowing what to do next.

"Mommy's been dying to taste your cock, baby. You don't know how many times I've cum just thinking about it." Yeji said while throwing the blanket away from your lap.

"M-Mommy?"

"Yes, mommy. What's wrong?"

"...N-Nothing, I love it." Yeji gave you a shy smile.

Yeji then kisses your neck hungrily, leaving a few deep red marks all over it as you start to moan at how good it felt. Her right hand unbuttons your shirt to reveal your toned body. After gawking at you, she marks you with her lips all over it until she reaches your abdomen.

Your cock was begging to be released from its confines due to her lust-filled kisses earlier. Yeji smirks as she notices your prominent bulge sticking out of your pants. She cups it gently, making you flinch a little and let out a few breathy moans.

"Fuck baby, I can't wait to taste your cock."

Yeji took off her belt and opened the zipper on her coat to be left with a sleeveless blue leather top. You were glad that she helped you to discard a part of her outfit since they were confusing to your eyes.

Her face was on your crotch once again and she took off your pants and your boxers slowly, being cautious as you were still a bit injured.

Your hard cock sprang out and throbbed instantly, finally feeling the cold temperature of the room. Yeji bites her lower lip as she looks at your cock standing proud, impressed by its size. She grasps it by the base, causing you to inhale air into your lungs until she starts stroking it fully, making you exhale in relief.

Precum starts to leak from your tip, hinting to Yeji that her handjob was going well. Her thumb collects it and spreads them all over your shaft as it keeps leaking more and more, eventually covering them as a whole. Your moans fueled Yeji to continue her work but her mouth was starting to water, hungry to get a taste of you.

"Get ready, baby. Mommy's gonna give you the best blowjob ever."

Without wasting any more time, she takes your cock inside her warm, inviting mouth. Starting with a slow pace, you throw your head back on the headrest, savoring how well her mouth was wrapped around your shaft. She was telling the truth about dying for your cock, her tongue was skillfully licking the underside of your shaft and swirling around your tip.

As she bobbed her head up and down to increase the pace, you closed your eyes. The extreme pleasure was felt in an instant because of your body being unconscious these past few days. You were even more sensitive than normal as your body kept shaking with pleasure as Yeji now fondled your balls with her left hand.

"Fuck mommy…" You moaned.

Yeji's eyes formed an inverted crescent upon hearing your moan. She continues to increase her pace on your cock, her mind sets a mission of wanting to make you feel good. That mission was already completed by how much you were moaning and sweating for her because of the pleasure.

When you looked down to see Yeji, you realized that her right hand was missing from your cock. Just then, you looked harder and noticed that she was touching herself as her leather pants were dangling on her knees, allowing her to gain access to her pussy. You knew it was hard for her to keep pleasuring you and herself, so you stopped her blowjob by holding onto her head.

"Mommy...let me help you." You told Yeji and she took the hint instantly as she released your cock from her mouth and turned her body around on her knees. At the same time, you laid down on the bed and Yeji moved backwards until her crotch was right in front of your face and vice versa.

She was dripping, her pussy glistening because of her wetness. You finish the job of taking off her pants alongside her panties and grab her thighs to bring them closer to your meal. Yeji was already back to her job of sucking your cock but suddenly, she moaned loudly as you pushed your tongue onto her clit, lightly penetrating it. Then, the whole of your lips sticks onto her pussy alongside Yeji now deepthroating your cock.

The ward room was filled with both of your moans, pleasuring each other at the same time. You were surprised that no one has opened nor knocked on the door. It was like the time was letting you feel this moment with Yeji. She continues to slightly choke herself on your cock while you lapped up every part of her pussy that was covered with her juices.

You knew that you were reaching your peak fast. You would love to see Yeji's mouth filled with your cum, but the sensitiveness of your cock right now can only be felt once in a while.

"Mommy, I wanna feel your pussy now." Yeji then pulls you out of her mouth, raises her body and straddles your stomach.

"You want mommy to fuck you?" Yeji said while tracing a pattern on your chest. You nodded quickly as a reply.

"You wanna feel how tight mommy is?" You nodded again but then, you were greeted by a hard slap on your left cheek.

"Don't ever tell mommy what to do." Yeji's tone was cold and harsh, throbbing your cock in response because of how scary and hot it was.

Her hand was back to your cock once again, stroking it gently with a smirk on her face. You didn’t know what she was planning to do, but you knew that it was definitely gonna be pleasuring. She raised her hips and hovered over your crotch, teasing the tip of your shaft on her pussy lips. Your breath started to come out shallow, the friction of her rubbing was getting into nerves as you grit your teeth when you felt a certain sensation hitting your body.

“M-Mommy, p-please…” You begged her.

“What was that baby?”

“Please fuck me mommy! I wanna feel mommy’s tight pussy and fill it up with my cum! Please mommy!” You gave in to her dominance, something that you never had done before.

Without saying any words back, she suddenly left the bed and grabbed something from her little pouch on the seat which was on her arm earlier. Before going back to the bed, she comes to your side and covers your eyes with some sort of cloth, your vision now was filled with darkness.

“Arms up.” You followed her instructions and Yeji ties both of your wrists to each side of the headboard with what you feel like a silky fabric.

“Hm, better.” You heard Yeji say before feeling the bed sink down and the warmness of her pussy was back on your erection. You also heard the sound of clothes being removed and thrown onto the floor, possibly her top and her bra which were the only things that were left on her body.

“Mommy’s gonna fuck you now since you begged for it.”

You didn’t even have time to prepare yourself as Yeji lowered down on your shaft, letting you feel the tightness of her pussy. She didn’t care about adjusting to your size anymore and kept slamming down her hips at a wild pace with a few satisfying groans from her sinful lips.

“Ahh fuck, you fill me up so well.” Yeji moaned as she slowed down her movements.

“Mommy’s so tight…”

Feeling that her hand was now on your stomach, you can imagine that Yeji was riding you with her ass facing towards you. You were a little frustrated at not having the vision of her perfect butt bouncing up and down your cock, but all these props that were put onto you were definitely increasing your arousal. Your shaft was drowned with her juices as you heard the wet sound of both of your crotches slapping against each other.

You never knew that you had a submissive side, and you have to thank Yeji for unlocking this new side of you. Sweat formed on both of your bodies as the air around was getting hotter due to her constant pace of riding your length. Suddenly, your cock impales her deeply until it reaches her g-spot, earning a loud sensual moan from Yeji.

“Fuck yeah, that’s the spot…”

Yeji penetrates herself in that same position over and over again. Her legs and body shakes in response, oxytocin fills her bloodstream in a large amount as her walls strongly clenches on your shaft. It wouldn’t take much longer for the both of you to reach your peak.

“Oh yeah, mommy’s going to cum all over your cock baby.”

“M-Me too, m-mommy, please don’t stop!”

“I would never.”

A few more slams was all it needed for Yeji to orgasm, drenching your cock with an enormous amount of her juices as her walls pulsated around your cock with such intense pressure. It causes you to hit your climax quickly after hers, emptying all of your build up load and filling up the entirety of her insides. You pull on the fabric on your wrists while moaning in a loud volume, wanting to hold her close as you orgasm but you were glad enough that you were deep inside her warm pussy.

“Ahh, fill me up, fill me up….” Yeji said as you sent a few more shots of your thick seed into her womb.

As you both were a panting mess, Yeji lifts off of your shaft inch by inch, both of your mixed cum slowly drips out of her before it leaks out in a large amount and stains the bed below. You felt Yeji’s hand taking off your blindfold and once your vision was back, a sight of Yeji showing her pink splayed lips that was messy with both of your juices. She sighed in satisfaction and leaned her head close to your ear to whisper something.

“From now on, you will be mommy’s fucktoy.”

[celestial-ringleader]

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Remy & Pietro??

@lucifers-favorite-child Buckle in y’all because this is gonna be a long one

Remy LeBeau:

favorite thing about them: So. Many. Things. I can’t decide on one so I’m just gonna list off my top three:

- His entire aesthetic is just so cool to me?? I love the idea of his character, just him being a thief (and an heir to an entire Guild on top of it) but I also like how he’s often seen as siren-like with how he can pull people in and smooth-talk his way out of almost anything. Also his eyes are so fucking cool idc what anyone else says. The black with red sclera is just so awesome.

- His powerset, omg people seriously underestimate what he’s capable of. Some think his power is just throwing explosive cards when it’s so much more than that. Like do you have any idea how useful it could be to manipulate energy?? He could literally make a moving object stop because he can just sap out the kinetic energy within it. On top of that he made a missile explode in Excalibur which I think was an interesting way of using his powers.  Also his goddamn reflexes are broken as all fuck, like he can sense a bullet coming even before anyone else notices it and dodge it perfectly. And if he’s quick enough he can hit it back at the person who shot at him. It’s fucking insane. And let’s not forget that in an alternate universe he was able to kill the Dark Phoenix and destroy his whole planet in a fit of his powers overloading. So.

- This is gonna be cheesy, but I love the way he talks. I like how no matter how much time has passed, he hasn’t changed how he speaks and is proud of it. Besides, his accent is just,,,so good.

least favorite thing about them: Aside from the moments where he’s characterized and portrayed poorly, I can’t think of anything.

favorite line: “I ain’t a thief, or an assassin. I’m an X-Man and I’m never comin’ back.” He said that to Belladonna in X-Men: The Animated Series and it stuck with me so much.

But also the line “You need ta get a life. Seriously.” is so good too. Just ANXF in general had a lot of good lines.

brOTP: Oh boy I have so many so I’m listing them off:

-Remy & Ororo Monroe

-Remy & Laura Kinney

-Remy & Anna-Marie (and before I get people asking, I personally don’t ship them romantically. Not saying no one else should, it’s just a personal preference.)

And some bonus crack brOTPs:

-Remy & Neena Thurman

-Remy & Felicia Hardy

OTP: There’s a lot here too,,,

-Remy/Pietro Maximoff (obviously)

-Remy/Fantomex

-Remy/Johnny Storm (this is more of a crack pairing, but I blame rping on discord for this)

-Remy/Kurt Wagner

-Remy/Warren Worthington III

nOTP: Honestly Remy is so shippable with a lot of people so I don’t really care all that much. Like,,sometimes I like people exploring him in toxic relationships (like with Sabertooth or Mister Sinister) so I really don’t care skjvbdkj

random headcanon: I like to headcanon that Remy has ADHD, which mostly shows itself through him having special interests, stimming, and having a bad case of RSD (Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria) because of past trauma associated with him being abandoned by those close to him. Also I like to imagine he uses playing cards to stim and his special interest is science fiction and space operas. Let him be a nerd.

Also he’s an Omega Level mutant. There I said it.

unpopular opinion: Okay, nobody get out the pitchforks and torches, but I don’t like this common headcanon that he’s a himbo and a narcissist. Usually a himbo is described as a character who is dumb while also being kind and beefy, but Remy just doesn’t tick all those boxes in my opinion. He’s incredibly clever and learns quickly, but he also doesn’t waste his time with knowledge that won’t help him. Like maybe he can’t do basic calculus but he understands how to get a lock to break based on it’s materials. Also because he was a physics teacher and I’d buy that he understands physics very well, especially since energy is such a big part of physics. So to me, he isn’t a himbo, he’s just a decent man. And as for the narcissism thing, he just doesn’t fit into the personality of someone with NPD. In fact, most of the time he talks down about himself and thinks himself less worthy....the exact opposite of a narcissist. Sometimes he’s just full of himself because he loves himself for once and that’s perfectly okay to me.  

song i associate with them: “Blood on my Name” by The Brother’s Bright, it has a southern gothic feel and it fits well into his backstory. Also “Poker Face” because why not. And also “Addict” by SilviaHound (yes it’s a Hazbin Hotel song but the vibes fit him so well)

favorite picture of them: I have,,,way too many I like. But these ones are just so good.

Also this one because it genuinely made me laugh

okay and now onto pietro

Pietro Maximoff:

favorite thing about them: There’s so much I love about Pietro so I’ll just list it off again ajkdbvkj

- His powers are actually really fucking cool. Like people think he can just run fast but forget that running fast is just one thing he can do. He can literally vibrate himself fast enough to go through walls, he has been shown to have some control over metal like Erik, he ran faster than the speed of sound (and possibly light), and he can leg press over 2,000 pounds. Also his superhero name is just so good, not even being ironic, the name Quicksilver is so badass.

- I love his relationship with Wanda, like sometimes it’s written really bad but other times it’s the cutest thing ever. Like he feels so protective over Wanda because of the environment they were raised in, but at the same time he learns when to let go of his own insecurities and let Wanda be her own person. Like,,their sibling dynamic is one of my favorites.

- His entire backstory is so tragic and I love it. He always feels like he isn’t good enough and tries to be as good as he can despite it all, but he’s also unabashedly pissed off about the circumstance he’s in. Like Pietro has every right to be bitter and I love seeing him call people out on their bullshit (especially in Quicksilver: No Surrender when he calls out people for marketing and appropriating Romani culture) 

least favorite thing about them: ...I literally can’t think of anything akjdbvkj

favorite line: Oops it’s all gamquick

Remy: Are you being difficult on purpose?

Pietro: What other reason is there to be difficult?

And also-

Pietro: Well, that’s a step up from a blow-up doll, isn’t it?

Remy: Did anyone ask you?

(Yes these are both from ANXF)

brOTP:

-Pietro & Wanda

-Pietro & Lorna Dane

-Pietro & Clint Barton (not MCU)

OTP: Okay I really only have two but I’m gonna gush about gamquick for a minute-

-Pietro/Remy LeBeau: I don’t even know where to begin with these two, I guess to start out with they both just look so good next to one another. They also bounce off one another banter-wise very well and while neither of them take bullshit from anyone, they still don’t mind messing with one another because it’s strictly playful. Also both their backstories are similar and lends itself to them finding solace in one another, they both recognize each other’s pain and will try their best to alleviate it as best as they can. They both understand what it feels like to be abandoned and abused and would never inflict that on each other, they both came from poverty and find it hard to fit into the “normal world”, but also Pietro usually never shows his softer side to anyone, but with Remy he’d make the exception because Remy wouldn’t hurt him like that. It’s also cute to explore them being able to settle down and get away from the superhero life for a while, but also them being a battle couple is A++

There’s just so much to say about them ajbdvkj

-Pietro/Namor Mckenzie: This became one of my favorite Pietro ships mostly because of @imperiuswrecked​ but also because apparently they were gonna be a couple in House of M?? Like that sounds so good to read about! Like Pietro is more carefree than Namor in some instances and it would be nice to see Namor relax a little bit more around Pietro. But also because I love imagining them being That royal couple and it’s so good.

nOTP: Pietro/Crystal. Just no. That ship is a garbage fire and it should’ve burned out ages ago.

random headcanon: Pietro has darker roots because his hair used to be the same color as Wanda’s before his powers manifested themselves. Also I like to headcanon/draw Pietro with darker skin.

unpopular opinion: Sometimes Pietro is seen as being misogynistic towards Wanda and I hate that interpretation of him. He’s protective over her, but he still allows her to make decisions on her own. Also people need to stop blaming Pietro for the events of House of M. For the love of god stop that shit.

song i associate with them: “Dollhouse” by Melanie Martinez

favorite picture of them: Need I say more? Pietro carrying his Cajun bf goes without saying

This was a lot of fun to write out and there’s so much more I can say but for now I’ll leave it here ajdbvkj

Ask Meme

[haequarius]

prince

pairing: jeno x fem reader

genre: smut, slight angst

word count: 2.6k

warnings: soft dom!jeno, fingering (with a ring), corruption kink, mouth fucking, finger sucking, tearing, praising, swearing, protected sex

summary: prince jeno is the perfection itself; he’s cold and attractive, he seems a god. he’s dangerous and you know that, but he’s addicting.

notes: i was inspired by jeno’s resonance pt 2 teaser pic, his vibe there is immaculate; also this has a lot of plot, I’m warning you :D btw let me know if u like this/if it’s worth it to write a part 2^^ 

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Jeno climbs on the bed on top of you, looking dangerously at your naked body. The red silk material wrapped around his thigh softly rubs your skin as he makes himself space between your legs. 

he smirks watching you eagerly, his heavy breath is the only sign he’s already broken at the sight of you waiting for him to take you. his confidence, his strength, the way he acts like he’s always in control, always perfect, are the things that make you weak for him. 

you don’t know if his personality is really like this or if it’s because of his role; after all, he’s gonna be king someday. his image has to be perfect, impeccable, and he knows that damn well. 

his presence is stunning and intimidating, his gaze is always scanning everyone, just like god judges souls. His eyes are bullets in your heart, and you’re sure that every person who gets to be near him feels the same. However, not everyone close to him gets to fuck him. 

He wraps his hand around your neck tenderly, then he caresses down your chest and massages your breast. He makes sure to rub your nipple with his ring, making you shiver at the sensation of the cold material. Now his grin is even wider; even if you try to hold yourself back, he’s aware of the effect his every move has on you. You’re literally down for him, for everything he wants. 

His hand travels on your body, you feel him everywhere. His touch is intoxicating. 

He rubs his hand on your thigh, up and down, making you bite your lip in anticipation. He lowers his head to leave soft kisses on your jaw.  

“There’s no way you can hide how you desire me baby, you know that” he whispers in your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin, “but the fact that you think you can, makes you so cute” he attaches his lips under your lobe, sucking hard on your skin. he lets go and licks where he sucked, and then sucks again until you let out a moan. “I wonder what I’ve done to deserve a pretty girl like you who waits for me all naked until i come back. you’re so good to me” 

you wonder that as well. before jeno, you didn’t even know what sex was. you’ve always touched yourself, from time to time, but you had never fucked or had anything like that with anyone. you’ve always thought about sex but never found someone to experiment it with, until you met jeno. 

the first time you saw him was at a royal party. you were beside the princess you work for, as always, staying behind her and talking only when she needed you. that night, as you scanned the hall to see who your princess was going to meet, you saw him. and as if he knew, his eyes were already on you, and you weren’t able to think about anything else from that moment on. 

he was like fire to you, so dangerously attractive. his gaze so deep and poisoning, so evil it makes you shiver at the only thought of it. 

you tried to avoid him, of course. he looked exactly like the kind of boy who makes you fall in love with him, plays with you until your completely broken and then leaves as if nothing happened. but from that night on, you started to see him everywhere. physically and mentally. you touched yourself, thinking of him. you thought you were going crazy and tried to act chill, even in front of him. 

then he tried to talk to you.

the way he speaks is mesmerizing; he has a soft deep voice that is so charming, the way he talks is so captivating and he’s incredibly smart. 

Judging from the way he looked at you, it was obvious he wanted your body. 

even though you were perfectly aware of being just one of his many preys, you accepted. 

as he leaned his hands on you the first time, you were completely his. 

“I can’t believe no one touched you like this before”, his hand is now on your core, caressing it slightly. you can’t stop yourself from watching down.  

He smirks against your skin, starting to rub your clit with his ringed finger. “you know”, he sucks on your lobe, “that’s the ring that’s gonna make me king, pretty girl. what would people think if they knew I fucked you with that, uh?”

you moan at his words, the pace he’s rubbing your clit faster and faster. he drags his index inside you and presses your clit with his thumb, fucking you impossibly slowly. his finger goes in and out your hole, making you whimper every time the ring slides inside of you.  

You grab his wrist with both your hands. “jeno, faster, please” you say breathless.

he grins impossibly widely. “or what, my baby?”

you’re almost crying. “or don’t move at all, please, this is painful” 

“oh baby” he fakes disappointment, frowning and pouting. he slides his finger out and tries to back off, but you stop him, grabbing his arm with urgency.

“no, no, don’t leave me, please” 

he’s enjoying this so fucking much. “why don’t you touch yourself as you want, my pretty? I’m gonna go and you get to please yourself as you want, mh?”

“no, please”, you tighten your grip around his arm, watching him with teary eyes, begging. “I’ll be good, I promise”. 

you know he’s really gonna do it, if you misbehave. It happened before and it was awful; him leaving you messed up after overstimulating you, alone in his room. 

when you least expect it, he slides his finger roughly inside of you. you moan loudly, arching your back as he presses his body on yours while fucking you, his thumb back on your clit. your body slightly moves up and down the mattress, and your hard nipples rub harshly against the metal of the royal brooches on jeno’s jacket. 

“you’re over the edge, and it’s not even because of my cock, you’re so fucking cute”.  

He adds another finger and speeds up his pace, the sloppy sound of his fingers covered in your wetness rubbing against your skin makes your walls clench.  

“you’re so tight, how’s your tight pussy gonna take my cock?” 

you’re not even thinking straight. he’s pumping his fingers so hard into you, you have to grip his hair and hold on his back, to keep yourself grounded. you moan and scream his name in non-coherent sentences as your orgasm hits you, a multitude of bright colors shines behind your closed eyelids as your reach your high. 

your breath is heavy, and as you open your eyes and start to focus on reality, you find jeno’s eyes on you. you expected to see him with an amused smirk on his lips watching his favorite show, but there’s no trace of amusement in his expression. his eyes are dark, darker than ever, his expression serious, dangerous. the last time he looked at you like this, you couldn’t walk for the next two days. 

he finally slides his fingers out of you, completely coated in your arousal. his piercing eyes are deeply into yours as he brings his fingers into his mouth, sucking your juices as if it was the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted. when his fingers are clean, he pushes them inside of your core again, coating them with your arousal til his knuckles. he brings them back into his mouth, licking them eagerly. his eyes never leave yours and you grasp for air at the sight, pressing your thighs together. 

he smiles and takes his fingers out of his mouth, touching your lips. you open your mouth and wrap your tongue around his long, slim fingers, licking them until he presses them down your throat, making you tear. you feel his cold ring pressing on your tongue, and you moan. 

“can you taste yourself?” he’s sitting on his knees, watching you from high, “of course not, I couldn’t let off a single drop, it was so sweet”

you grab onto his palm as he fucks your mouth with his fingers, a little river of saliva running down your neck. you watch his dark gaze, stoic and apparently cold. as you lower your eyes down to his crotch you feel your pussy clench. his cock is so hard, aching in his tight silk red pants. 

you moan again, not able to stop yourself. 

jeno chuckles fondly and pulls out his fingers from your mouth, pouting. he climbs off the bed with still that grin on his face. he’s playing, like he always does. he wants to tease you and leave you over the edge, he wants to have fun.

he stands in front of the bed, hands behind his back. his strong figure is impeccable as always: his tonic legs in those silk pants, his muscled torso covered by a white shirt and a black jacket covered in royal brooches; one for his family, one which indicates his dynasty, one which is the prince’s sign and so on. a lot of complicated royal shit. 

Such elegant signs on a man who watches your weak, naked figure on his bed, waiting for him to move. or speak. or even breathe. 

“sit on your knees” he orders, slightly lifting his chin to watch you from behind his eyelids. 

you do as he told you, obedient like a puppy to his owner. 

he chuckles, letting his head fall a little. “no, baby. you don’t have to face me. turn around”

you gulp. you help yourself leaning your palms on the mattress to turn, then kneel and sit. you rub your palms on your thighs. your heart pounds furiously on you chest and your hands tremble. it’s adrenaline, and you love this so fucking much. 

You hear him taking his clothes off and the sound of the fabric slithering on his skin. you imagine his beautiful naked body exposed. jeno rarely lets you touch him as you want. when he lets you it’s because you need to, or because he orders you to. the occasion you get to touch him more is usually when you ride him; you can lean on his chest, hold him, suck on his nipples, kiss his neck. that’s why that’s the type of sex you like the most, and he knows that. of course he knows.

you hear him opening a drawer, taking a condom and sliding it on his dick in a minute. you feel his weight pressing on the mattress as he reaches for your body. the first thing that touches you it’s his hard cock, pressing on the bottom of your back. you gasp feeling the tension building at the base of your stomach. 

he comes closer, pressing his length between his abdomen and your lower back. he caresses your arm, up and down, and rubs the tip of his nose on the crook of your neck. 

he wraps his strong arms around your body and holds you tight, making your back lean on him. when your back touches his warm torso you automatically lean your head on his shoulder, sighing heavily. he caresses your breast and down your stomach, making you tremble under his touch. he touches your core with two fingers. “you’re wet again, for me. such a cute baby” 

he kisses your shoulder and you pant already, wishing his cock inside of you. feeling his aching length pushed against you is torture. 

“I want to fuck you until I break you, until I bring you over the edge and you can only scream my name, until you can’t think straight, baby girl. and i want you to think of that every time you touch yourself”

you think you already do that. “jeno” you whisper softly, your impatient body moves slightly making jeno’s cock rub against your back.  

he lets out a growl. “stay still”

you nod and make a sound that is something between pleasure and agreement. when jeno touches you, it’s impossible to think straight. just the thought of his hands on you makes your brain malfunction. having your body completely laying on his, and his hands not letting a single inch of your skin not touched, is the most lustful thing you can think of.  

he holds you tighter and lifts you with him, both of you now standing on your knees. jeno presses his palm on your lower back to make it arch. he rubs the tip of his cock on your entrance and coats it with your arousal; the sound of his heavy breath is mixing with yours, both your hot bodies clinging. he taps your mouth with his finger, and before you frown and ask him why, he buries his cock inside you with a sharp move that makes you scream and catches your breath.

he fucks you just like he told he would: rough, with no mercy, like he was possessed; every thrust deep and harsh into you, until his balls are pressed against you. he fucks you hard and holds your body still, hugging tightly your torso against him. You lay on him, your eyes rolled back while you’re completely drowning in pleasure. It goes like this for a while, jeno so overwhelmed he can only say your name and let out deep growls from the back of his throat, breathlessly thrusting into you with all of his strength. It’s a matter o minutes before you leave your head on his shoulder, completely gone. Your pussy continuously clenches around his cock and Jeno starts moaning, incapable of holding it. He moans, and swears, and says your name, and you cum again, reaching one of the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had.  

“fuck, fuck. fuck, i’m losing it” he grunts, and with a few slow and sharp thrusts into you he cums, releasing himself.  

He pants leaning his sweaty forehead on your shoulder.  

You both stay like this, catching your breaths; you still hold onto his forearms wrapped around you, his is cock softening inside you. he rubs his forehead on your shoulder and slips out of you. as he backs off, you suddenly feel cold, and your still shaking body almost falls flat on the mattress.  

Your eyelids feel heavy but you don’t want to close your eyes; you watch him throw the condom in the trash and run a hand between his slightly sweat brown hair. he catches your gaze, like he always does.  

“you can sleep if you want, pretty” he says while grabbing his clothes from the floor.  

you lay on the mattress leaning your head on your arm, exhausted. You shake your head. “where are you going?”

he looks up at you for a moment while jumping into a new pair of expensive silk pants he just grabbed from his huge wardrobe. “to a boring place with boring people” he grins, “I needed something to think about, tonight”

you slightly smile. “I think you have it”

in a few minutes the usually god like jeno is back. His perfect, stoic and heavenly presence, his hair not messy anymore, his dark gaze focused on his duty. And you already miss him, you miss the jeno who loses control while drowning in your body, the jeno who looks at you full of lust and calls you baby.  

but he’s not there anymore. he looks at you briefly before leaving. “i’ll call you” he says, and closes the door behind him.  

You’re left there, caressing the white sheets where you get to have him, imagining to kiss him, to hug him, to have him for a little more time with you and you feel so, damn pathetic. You knew that’s how this story was gonna end up. you knew that.

[theloveinc]

thoughts on “i’m glad my mom died” by JM (it being the first memoir I’ve ever read). I wanted to do a more formal analysis but then I got about halfway through and my thoughts became a lot more disorganized… so here are some bullet points

Overall, a very engaging + interesting read. I wouldn’t necessarily call it funny or “witty” so much as… ironic, or spoken with an odd, knowing voice. But it was really good and I fully recommend it to a wide audience

I actually liked the way this was presented, but in the chapters detailing her childhood, McCurdy spoke w/ a very adult voice despite it being from the perspective of her as a six year-old. I thought this (very smartly) touched upon how children being abused are forced to grow up way too early at the same time it showed how she didn’t understand this until recently. Great narration because of it

Much of the detailing of her abuse read as such, too… forcing you, as the reader, to analyze situation as young McCurdy “went” through it (it was present tense). I thought this was both… good and bad, as I understood things easily but could see how someone more unfamiliar with psychology or abuse might lose some of the nuance in how it wasn’t fed to you

Similarly… I also thought the book could’ve been… twice as long. She definitely skipped over a lot of the action, instead focusing more on the buildups + supporting details of situations rather than the go throughs and ends to them (such as what it was like to film iCarly), which I thought was fine despite how I also would’ve happily sat through even more if was provided

She did talk about her relationship with Miranda Cosgrove and Ariana Grande… but somewhat briefly. Cosgrove more so, Nathan Cress literally once. And Grande was criticized but in a very self reflective way (“I was jealous”). The rest of iCarly though? Not at all. But Dan Schneider (“The Creator”) was mentioned throughout… kind of

I also think… McCurdy’s life was absolute TORTURE. Hands down. But the media put way too much emphasis on her mother giving her full body exams til she was 17 and the like. That was like, literally one (2.5 page) chapter and one sentence worth of material. There were other parts equally as gripping and odd (like the fact that her older brother was sometimes forced to shower with her, too)

It took me a pretty long time to get through, though. Approx. 305 pages and it took me……… seven and a half hours in total? When something less… interesting (for lack of a better word) would’ve maybe taken me four (and I have pretty average if not. Slower-ish reading speed)

But I also had nothing to do today… so I can’t really comment on how long it would take in increments given… I really pushed myself to read it all in one sitting. There were def parts where I thought, “oh okay, I could take a break here and wouldn’t pick it up immediately”

I’m trying to think what else… the book is split into two main parts, “before” which is before her mom’s death and focuses on her early acting career, and “after,” on her struggle with EDs, addiction, dating and recovery. Obvs the topics switched, so I can’t fairly say which part I enjoyed more… but the end had many surprises and was a lot faster paced

And though there were some parts that lost me OR were mentioned but deliberately kept sparse (her brothers, her sex life, her interest in writing)… I thought it was overall an excellent read. Especially for former fans of iCarly!!!

[zodiyack]

The Unforgivable Curses

Requested by @e-b-immortal: How about a witch reader x tommy shelby again But she just save john with magic and kill the enemies

Pairing: Thomas Shelby x Female!Witch!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, magic, murder, death, spoilers?, angst

Words: 1,320

Summary: (See Request)

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Watching what would have been her brother-in-law’s death was mortifying. Tommy sent her to watch over his cousin and brother, her secret no longer a secret helping him in his decision making, and she soon agreed with his point. His original concern had to do with the black hands, hers now related to the uneasiness her gut held. It was too...weird.

Nothing was “normal” in her life, but this was a different kind of peculiar. This was an evil kind of peculiar.

Like time was moving in slow motion, her head whipped around to spot a gun beginning to rise. It was all the time she needed to simply whip out her wand and apparate in front of John then grab him and Michael and apparate out of the way. Esme was already out of their line of fire, so she was safe and didn’t require saving. The gypsy woman watched her sister-in-law with wide eyes that contained a pleasant mix of horror and awe. Y/n grinned before ducking down to dodge a bullet that flew at her head.

The bullet she dodged had just slightly grazed John’s shoulder. It still caught him off guard enough to cause panic to emit from his mouth. A loud cry rang through Y/n’s ears and summoned a beast inside her, one Newt had yet to discover. Her wizard friend was too far away to make the discovery now though.

“Arresto momentum!” Her spell made the unrealistic rate of speed real. Time really was moving in slow motion. She watched as every bullet moved slower than a sloth. The Shelbys, and Gray, behind her held three equal doses of confusion but their amusement was fleeting

The thing was, she wasn’t done yet. A darkness clouded her eyes.

Of course, Esme had been filled in on the different spells and what they could do, Tommy and the rest of the family as well, but Esme was the most observant involving the craft. She felt her skin pale and her heart drop to her stomach when she realized what was going to happen next. Tempted to reach out for her sister in law, had she not held back by her husband, she screamed.

“Don’t do it! It’s not worth it, there are different ways! Muggle ways!”

“What are you talking about, Esme?” John narrowed his eyes at his wife.

She turned to her husband with an urgent pleading expression. “Remember? The unforgivable curses, dumbass!” Esme swatted at him but quickly gave up. She was wasting time. “Y/n said that witches and wizards usually are corrupted by the fuckin’ dark curses! She swore to never take part in them!”

John gulped. He developed Esme’s fearful exterior within seconds, exchanging glances with Michael and then running at the same time as his cousin to Y/n.

“What the hell are you doing!? Get off!” She tried to nudge Michael away softly, but his grip on her wand wielding wrist never relented. “Don’t make me do this.” A sincere warning that he ignored yet again. Her other hand grabbed the wand and aimed it towards Michael, “Depulso!”

Michael began moving backwards. He looked to John with a stern nod of his head. They would do everything in their power to prevent Y/n from losing her innocence in her magic. However, Y/n was quick to spot him, flipping her aim as she shouted, “Depulso!”

Fortunately, John observed her when she did the same to Michael. He dodged it and continued pacing forward. Every shout of the spell he managed to just barely miss. Unfortunately, Y/n had now observed John.

“Incarcerous!” Ropes flew at the blinder and tied with unimaginable strength. He was left tied up and shouting, no way to stop Y/n. The shouts only quieted for a moment. A moment in which Y/n gave John a soft empathetic look before turning and following through with her plan. The look told him wordlessly that this was the only way. To trust her.

“Expelliarmus!” The guns flew in every which way, the slow motion’s affect drawing out a small snicker from John. Which elicited a glare from Esme.

The slow motion spell lingered away with the guns, and the men previously holding them looked around desperately. Some men jumped off to grab their weapons once they’d spotted their spots on the ground, but were practically thrown- the literal effect of the spell- back by the words murmured by Y/n.

“Everte statum!” Esme held her breath subconsciously. Y/n had yet to speak the one spell she told the group that she so greatly despised. She had yet to corrupt herself. “Expulso!” The guns broke apart, exploding where they lied, thus preventing the enemies from using their weapons.

Time returned to it’s feeling. The spell was no longer there, but they swore time had slowed again. Esme almost whipped her head around to Y/n to ask what she’d done until she noticed it wasn’t the spell.

It was like a film in the theatre; an entire movie that felt like it went on for years when really it was no more than an hour. A film that flashed the mafia’s life before their own eyes, the four across from them just characters they never asked for. A film that would be their last.

“Avada kedavra!” The words left her mouth with only slight hesitation. She convinced herself it was the only way, a repetition of the phrase to herself was the small nudge she needed to give into the curse and kill the men in front of her and her family.

A few moments passed, Y/n unmoving, standing in the same spot for the small bit of time before she turned and walked to John. “Let me see your shoulder.”

“What? No!”

Esme swatted his arm, “Let her see it, you fucking bloody idiot!”

He groaned before extending his arm and moving his night shirt over the wounded shoulder. A wince left his mouth as the cold air nipped at his bloody skin on display. “Vulnera sanentur.” The pain was gone and his wound was slowly mending itself.

Y/n turned and removed herself from their conversation for the second time. She sat upon the stairs, arm resting on her lap and her cheek held up by her palm. Esme watched with a furrow of her brows. She felt bad for Y/n, afraid even. When they’d discussed spells together, the mention of the killing curse had spooked Y/n.

It was a joke, at first. Esme was jabbing at the Blinders’ work, but then a question involving the killing part of the job popped up. Y/n assured her over and over that it wasn’t her fault, but now she couldn’t help but feel a massive wave of guilt. Y/n had just preformed the one spell she said she could never bring herself to do. Had she truly been corrupted? Was her warning true? Was she not an exception of dark magic’s addicting ways?

“It isn’t over, you know? They’re still out there, and from the looks of it, they don’t plan on walking away.” Y/n spoke up, startling the three.

“Well... What are we gonna do about it?”

“Whatever we can. We’ll think of something with the rest when we get back. For now right now though,” she paced around the property, “rather- before we leave, I have to do something. In fact, I’ll do it wherever  we deem necessary.” Her in lawed siblings and cousin waited for more context in her explanation before they heard a familiar spell.

The spell was one she did when they were threatened a different time. The threat was not as big as their current but it was just as, if not a little less, serious. They’d engraved the spell in their minds, thankful to its usefulness, for how grateful they’d been that it exists.

A warm feeling took hold of them; Y/n wasn’t corrupted. Y/n was determined.

“Protego totalum.” (protection spell)

[suupernovalight]

Addictive Drug

Ushijima W. x Reader

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16) Knocked Away

Ushijima swiftly pushed you away from the bullets pathway and shot his gun towards Tadashi. As Ushijima and Tadashi were fighting, you got yourself up and got out your own gun.

“C’mon y/n, you’re making this harder than it needs to be” Tadashi frowned dodgeing the bullets that Ushijima are shooting.

“Eat shit.” You spat shooting your gun at him.

Tadashi scoffed and ordered some of his men to help him out. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a guy pop out of the side of where Ushijima was.

As fast as you could, you ran towards Ushijima and shot the guy who was hiding.

“Nice cover y/n” Ushijima smiled.

“Don’t mention it.” You said shooting Tadashi’s backup.

Tadashi was getting jealous every second of the time he saw you and Ushijima interacting with each other. He wanted to break you two up so he could have you for himself. To do that, he has to kill Ushijima.

“Stay away from her.” Tadashi said throwing a knife towards Ushijima.

The speed of the knife was fast. Even Ushijima couldn’t see it as well as the other times. When he tried to dodge it, he felt his shoulder getting cut with the sharpness of it.

Out of anger, Ushijima shot his gun more frequently than before. Tadashi was actually struggling to keep up.

“Struggling there eh?” You said shooting your gun at him.

“Not anymore.” Tadashi said getting out something that looked like a gernade. He quickly pulled the ring off and threw it in the middle of the whole floor.

“Let it blow” Tadashi said smiling with a eerie look.

Ushijima took his eyes off of Tadashi and averted them to your frightened look. Quickly, he jumped towards you, covering every inch of you with his body to cover from the explosion.

You felt yourself fall onto the cold concrete floor then you heard the bomb go off. It was followed by the shake of the building.

“Y/n are you okay?” Ushijima asked getting off of you.

“Sorry- yes I am” you said standing up with Ushijima’s help. “Where did the bastard go?”

Ushijima looked towards the steps for the next level of the building. “He retreated towards those steps, if we follow them, we can catch up.”

“Right.” You said getting your gun and running with Ushijima towards the top.

***

Tadashi did in fact escape from the explosion. He retreated back to Hayashi who was just standing there, feeling the breeze.

“They are coming” Tadashi said out of breath. “Ushijima and Y/n.”

Hayashi turned to face Tadashi. His face still left with the same expression.

“Let them come. I just finished with a call, a helicopter will come soon to pick us up.” Hayashi said. “In the meantime let’s defeat them.”

“Right.” Tadashi said standing up straight and reloading his guns.

Back At The Agency

Surprisingly, the boss allowed Asami to go into battle. As long as she had all the gear she needed she would be fine.

After Asami got everything she needed, she didn’t go to the garage but to the top of the whole building. There sat a helicopter.

“I ain’t driving there... no way I am.” Asami said putting her things in the helicopter then getting in herself. “This ride will cut down to 1 hour.”

Asami then started the helicopter and flew away. She flew away as fast as she could. From the distance, Tendō could see her helicopter flying away. He couldn’t help but smile.

“That’s my girl.” Tendō said touching the window.

Hyōgo Japan

You and Ushijima finally made it to the top of the building. There waiting you saw Tadashi and Hayashi with their backs turned.

As Ushijima was about to shoot them, you stopped him and looked back at Hayashi and Tadashi.

“Hayashi...” you said tightening the grip on your gun.

“Y/n...” Hayashi said turning around to face you. “Welcome back.”

Ushijima’s eyes widened at Hayashi’s choice of words. When he was about to say something about it, you answered him.

“I’m not working with him anymore Ushijima... you can calm down.” You said smiling at him. “What do you want from us?”

Hayashi laughed. “Isnt it something that you and that agency want?”

“Actually yes.” You said aiming your gun at Hayashi. Tadashi pointed his at Ushijima while Ushijima pointed back at him.

Hayashi’s face said it all. He wasn’t nervous, happy, nor sad. He was unreadable.

“Stop with this crap y/n. You belong to me remember?” Hayashi said looking at the ground. “Remember when I took you in?”

“Shut up.” You cut in.

“Remember when I trained you?” Hayashi smiled. “When I gave you a roof to live under”

“A shitty roof” you spat. “I hate you.”

Hayashi frowned. “Y/n,,, you are a criminal and will always be one.”

That’s when you had it. You shot your gun as so did Ushijima and Tadashi. Every single one of you guns dodged the bullets.

“Admit it y/n.” Hayashi said dodging your bullets. “You are only in this world because of me”

“Wrong.” You said shooting your gun more.

“But it’s right! Look at how good your skills are... that’s all because of me”

“Shut up!” You yelled shooting your gun even more than before. “You treated me like shit. I didn’t want that life”

Hayashi was about to speak when you continued.

“You framed me for a crime that I didn’t do, you then left me with nothing but a jail cell and my regrets.” You said reloading your gun. “And now... you are going to your jail cell with your regrets”

“Such big words y/n... how bout you come show me” Hayashi smirked.

“Gladly” you said dropping your gun and getting out a knife.

Ushijima’s eyes widened in shock as he saw you run right at your target in a straight line. Not really the best thing to do in a situation.

“Hey Ushijima, eyes on me” Tadashi said shooting at him.

Ushijima quickly averted his gaze to Tadashi and fought him.

“I see you’ve gotten stronger huh Y/n” Hayashi smirked kicking your stomach. “Not strong enough for me thoigh”

You groaned in pain as Hayashi kicked you away from him. Ushijima called out for you but you ignored him and continued to fight.

“Stop underestimating me.” You said grabbing your knife and running right at him again.

Hayashi easily dodged your attack and let you fall to the ground with your failure.

“I’m not underestimating you.” He then smiled. “You’re just weak.”

“Weak?” You repeated. “I’m weak?”

Flashback

You were just taken in to join Hayashi’s side. Since you didn’t know anything about fighting or defending yourself, Hayashi had to teach it to you.

You and him were currently in an open field that he had. All around you guys were grass, nothing else. It’s been about a month since he’s trained you. You were now taking a test on how good you’ve gotten.

“Alright y/n...” Hayashi said giving you a knife. “Use your skills and try to hit me.”

You nodded and gripped the knife. Before you started, you looked at your reflection on the blade. You could tell the knife was super sharp.

After that, you went into battle. As fast as you could, you ran towards Hayashi pointing your knife at him.

“To slow” Hayashi said kicking you away. “Try again”

You slowly got up and tried a different approach. This time, you tried running towards him while throwing your knife.

Hayashi however dodged your attack and let the knife hit nothing but air.

“You’re still very weak y/n.” Hayashi said grabbing the knife and aiming it at you. He then threw it towards your head.

Out of fear, you ducked. You then heard something squeak behind you. You turned your head to see a rabbit with the knife in its body.

“You’re weak to me y/n. You will end up like that rabbit if you keep this up” Hayashi said standing right next to you.

Flashback End

“Y/n snap out of it!” Ushijima yelled while trying to fighting Tadashi.

You blinked a few times then looked at Hayashi. His eyes were never taken off of you. It was like he was waiting for something to happen.

“C’mon y/n~ I know that you can fight better” Hayashi smiled.

You looked around for your gun to fight again. When you found it, you quickly aimed at Hayashi and shot it.

He quickly dodged it and shot back at you. You couldn’t dodge that one sadly. When trying to make an effort, your arm got shot.

Hayashi’s eyes widened. He didn’t think you would actually get shot. You groaned in pain as you held your arm to keep the blood from coming out.

“Y/n!” Ushijima yelled trying to run up to you but Tadashi got the upper hand.

He kicked Ushijima to make him loose his balance and put him in a headlock.

“I told you to stay away from her” Tadashi said choking Ushijima. Ushijima stuggled to move as he was slowly suffocating.

You turned to your right to see Ushijima. Veins popped out of his neck and his head was turning red without oxygen. In horror, you tried running towards him but was stopped by Hayashi.

“Y/n... if you want to save your precious co-worker, you have to join my side.”

You ignored Hayashi and pointed your gun right at Tadashi’s head. Hayashi quickly pointed his gun at yours.

“Let him go...” you whispered slowly letting your finger on the trigger.

Ushijima looked at you with the most hurt face you’ve ever seen. “Y/n...” he mouthed.

“I’ll go... if you let him go.” You said dropping your gun.

Tadashi’s expression changed from an angry one into a soft one. He slowly let Ushijima go and walked up to you.

Ushijima, who already lost his energy and struggling to breath fell to the cold ground, reaching for you.

“Dont...” he choked up.

You looked at Ushijima with the most apologetic face ever. You mouthed the words “I’m sorry” which was cut short due to Hayashi knocking you out with his gun.

“Tadashi the helicopter is here.” Hayashi said looking at the sky.

Tadashi nodded and took one last glance at Ushijima. “It sucks to suck” he smiled, he then got on the landed helicopter with you in his arms.

As it was about to fly away, Ushijima tried getting up to chase it but failed. His legs were giving out and his energy was low.

“Y/n...” Ushijima said falling to the ground in his defeat.

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One of the most common complaints of parents this decade is that their children are “addicted” to screens of laptops, computers, tablets and mobile phones. Due to the COVID-19 pandemic and hybrid and distance learning models, most children are assimilating more screen time into their day. That's why it's more important than ever to minimize the use of electronic devices. In this blog I try to give ways to stop minimizing the addiction to mobile phones and how toys, especially educational toys can be really helpful for kids.

While gadgets are a part of today's culture, they have adverse health effects. This is especially true for children spending substantial time learning on mobiles, laptops and tablets. It's important to utilize break times to get in some much needed physical activities. The parents have a plan to leave away devices somewhere else and engage kids in other productive ways.

According to studies and research by several renowned universities “The average time spent on screens is seven to ten hours a day”

Considering the fact that maximum brain development occurs by age of seven and further building by age 12, what children see, do or hear at this tender age will design their entire future. But in today’s digital world where everything is online or will be online, is it ideal to take kids completely off screens? - This is the counter question many of them ask. Often, due to the limited time, parents give these gadgets like smartphones to engage with their children.

Before we dive further, let’s first understand the big thing — screen time. It has today become a dilemma for parents and guardians because today’s kids are ‘digital babies’. On one side, you can’t take them completely off technology — because it will handicap them in the future. And on the other hand, they shouldn’t use too much of it or rather misuse it! We need to strike a good balance between gadgets and other activities like engaging with board-games.

Screen addiction basically is too much screen usage that makes a child completely lost in it and they end up feeling that screens alone will make them happy and these screens are everything. They reach a point after regular usage of these phones, laptops or tablets where they always want to go back to it every time they are free! Yes, these devices in all ways provide the best of the best i.e visually, auditory, sensorially! With a wealth of apps, games, devices, and content, it's easy for kids to become reliant on these gadgets for entertainment. And nobody, not even their parents/siblings, can compete/replace it. But too much screen time can tremendously impair a child’s development immediately.

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And that’s not all, too much regular usage of mobiles especially can trigger the reward mechanism in the brain of kids – which makes the child more and more addicted. The reason this occurs is that screens in whichever form factor – tabs, smartphones, TV, video games, etc. are extremely stimulating.

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1) Causes headaches

2) Leads to poor vision

3) Decline in physical activity

4) Affects posture

5) Causes obesity

So now let’s understand how can you as a parent nullify the impact that screen time has on children? How can you prevent your child from falling prey to this?

Foremost thing is that instead of relying completely on these screens to keep children engaged, parents have to focus on ways to improve their communication with the child. “Parents need to gradually draw them out of their comfort zone by talking to them to make them feel secure and confident. The key thing to understand is that children want to engage, and when there is no person around to do it, they begin to rely on devices and to stop these kids should have a wide variety of fun and educational toys in their shelves”

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Encouraging your child to seek out and get involved in activities that don't need a screen like enjoying nature, playing soccer outside, or reading together a story-book, or even learning a new board game like chess are just a few ideas to name . It also helps to establish (and enforce) a daily schedule that everyone follows. Making it clear to your kids when they are allowed devices and when they are not, will help set right.

Keeping in mind the child’s interests and capabilities, start looking for alternatives, such those as mentioned below

a) Encourage hobbies – Hobbies help a lot in taking the child off screen. Pick up activities which are of interest to the children like dancing, singing, origami or painting.

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Get your children toys that are challenging, engaging and make them “learn through playing”. And it is through play that a child first learns to make decisions and solve problems. Some toys that would engage are:

A Mini Royal Enfield Bullet Motorbike model – This miniature toy is a wonderful way for children to experiment and learn about dynamics. Children can independently play the way they like it, in different directions, and adjust the speed to form interesting combinations. It improves the visual-tracking skills via the movement of wheels.

Thomas Train Track Set – Children love trains and traveling to reach the desired point. Each point on the number line depicts numbers and helps them understand that moving forward is addition. This toy not only keeps the children off screen but also is a great aid in development.

Parents are likely the only people in the world who are truly interested in what the child has to say and what the child feels. Engaging with them in fun-games and activities that are stimulating is a must to aid their development.

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Worth the Risk, Part 9

Rating: Mature(18+only)

Word Count: 1881

Pairing: Army Pilot!Poe Dameron x Nurse!Reader (1940s AU)

Summary: It’s the 1940s, Army pilot and Captain Poe Dameron is flying on missions for the United States Army in Europe.  After being shot down off the coast of France, Poe wakes up in an Army hospital in England, to find you, a nurse, taking care of him. Throughout the process of his recovery, Poe finds himself falling for you, and even though you, for the most part, maintain a professional relationship with him–you’re falling for him as well. Both of you know the risks of falling in love during a war, but then again, both of you have never cared much for being cautious.

Warnings:  Angst, swearing, blood (nothing too graphic though)

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June 6, 1944--just after midnight

They flew by the cover of night over the English Channel. The tension on the plane was so thick that Poe was certain he could cut it with a knife. The unit of paratroopers were doing everything they could to calm their nerves; Poe heard lighters, smelled cigarette smoke. Some were muttering prayers, he had noticed a few of them clutching to rosary beads.  He was praying that the clouds would give them enough cover until they had to drop lower so the paratroopers could safely jump. Once they broke through the clouds for the drop it would be open season on the fleet of planes.

Poe would catch a quick glimpse of your photograph every now and then when he could take his eyes of the panels. He hoped that wherever you were, that you were safe. As they inched closer to the drop zone, Poe noticed the clouds light up, followed by a loud explosion.

“What is that?” Arana asked, peeking up from his position. “Thunder?”

“Not thunder,” Snap said, swallowing. “Shells.” 

“They spotted us,” Poe stated. “Let those boys know we’re close.”

Snap flipped a switch on his panel, which turned a red light on in the back of the plane to signal that the paratroopers needed to prepare for their jump--they were getting close to the drop zone. He looked nervously at Poe. “Once we’re in range, Dameron, those shells have the potential rip this plane apart.”

Poe held the C-47 steady as they broke over the clouds and began to take heavy fire. “Then we just need to make this drop as quick as we possibly can and get the fuck back to England.  Arana, how much time until we reach the drop sight?”

Arana glanced at his maps and then his instruments. “Fuck, at least two minutes, Poe. We aren’t gonna survive this if we fly at this altitude for another two minutes!”

“We drop them here they’re way off target!” Poe shouted over the explosions.

“Dameron! If we don’t drop them here, we’re dead!” Arana yelled back as the hull of their plane was ripped up with bullets. “Jesus! Either we’re gonna blow up or be torn up by a machine gun!!”

“Can we pick up speed?”

“No! They won’t be able to make the jump if we do!”

Poe cursed as a bullet grazed his windshield, cracking it, and then the glass next to Snap shattered and his co-pilot screamed in pain. “Snap!” he cried, frantic. “Iolo! Snap’s been hit!”

Arana jumped forward. Behind him the glass next to their radio operator exploded. He managed to duck from the shrapnel, but their operator wasn’t as lucky as one lodged into his neck, killing him instantly. All three men sat there for a few seconds in sheer horror as the young man’s blood stained the cockpit floor--and then they remembered where they were as planes around them began to explode, plunging to the dairy fields below in fiery dives.

Reaching over, Poe flipped the switch and turned the jump light from red to green, signaling to the paratroopers to make the jump. He wasn’t sure if they were near the drop zone but at this point, if he wanted to get what remained of his crew home, he was going to have to have the airborne unit jump. 

He wasn't sure how long it took them to make the jump, but once Arana gave him the signal that all the boys had vacated the plane, Poe turned it sharply and pushed the throttle as fast as the C-47 would let him to get them out of range of those German shells.

More glass shattered. Poe heard more metal being ripped apart by bullets and the plane shook underneath them with every shell volley that they somehow narrowly missed. For a few tense minutes, Poe wasn’t sure they were going. to make it out of range--but then suddenly the English Channel was before them and the terror of the German bombardment was behind them. 

His heart was beating so rapidly that Poe believed it was actually beating out of his chest. “Holy shit,” he breathed now that the plane was steady. “How’s Snap?”

“Piece of glass is just above his heart, several gunshot wounds,” Arana replied. “Fuck he’s losing a lot of blood, Dameron.”

“Hang in there, Snap,” Poe encouraged. “We’ll get you back to the docs.”

“Yeah, they’ll patch you up, just like Poe.”

“Everything is going to be fine.”

Snap looked so pale. All he could muster was a slight nod of his head and a groan of pain while Arana applied pressure to as many of the gunshot wounds as he could to stop the blood loss.

Poe wished the plane could go faster. The doctors wouldn’t be able to help his friend once they got back to England if he bled to death before they even arrived. Come on, come on, come on! Each time he looked at Snap he could see that his friend was getting worse and worse. How was it that Poe had survived free falling from the sky into the ocean and Snap might not survive a bullet to his chest?

Once they were in radio range of the base, Poe was able to alert them that they needed medical assistance. When he landed the plane and it taxied to a stop, the medics were quickly on board, taking over for Arana. 

Both of them stood there, silently for the longest time as another medical team took care of the radio operator’s body. Poe felt sick to his stomach knowing he was going to have to write another letter home to a fallen solider’s family. 

Now that they were safe, he realized how close they’d all come to dying on this mission. The cockpit was covered in blood and shattered glass. Shakily, Poe and Arana got off their C-47, and finally saw the damage their plane had taken. It was laced with scorch marks and bullet holes. 

“Fuck,” Arana cursed under his breath. “Nice flying, Dameron.”

“Thanks,” Poe replied. “I think.”

“Do you see our plane?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s like fucking Swiss cheese. Your flying got us back to England.”

“Personally, I think it was luck.”

Arana laughed, nervously. “Luck, divine intervention--call it whatever you want--we made it back from this one.”

Poe rubbed a hand over his face. Yes, they’d made it back. He wouldn’t know how many planes did make it until later. In the distance he could hear the engines of more returning and he sighed. “You should go get some sleep; not sure when we’ll be needed again.”

“What about you, Poe?” Arana questioned.

“Me? I’m going to the hospital to be with Snap,” Poe answered.

“If you go, I’m going too.”

“Iolo...”

“We’re a team, Poe.”

Yes, they were a team, and Poe knew that he wouldn’t be able to talk Arana out of coming to the hospital with him--so the pair of them went together to wait out the night for news on their friend.

-----

Shortly after the first planes took off for Normandy, your unit arrived at the base to be ready to take in wounded for when the fleet of C-47′s returned. It was predicted that they were going to be met with heavy fire from the Germans and while the planes might not sustain enough damage to go down--that didn’t mean their crews would come back unscathed.

Already your fatigues were stained with blood once the first wave of wounded arrived. Pilots and their crews lined the rows of cots in the medical tents; it took all of your will power to push thoughts of Poe from your mind while you worked on treating the men.

You knew that just because you didn’t see him amongst the wounded, it didn’t mean he had survived the flight to Normandy. There was still the chance that his plane had ended up in. the fields or at the bottom of the English Channel.

At 6:30 that morning word came that the Allies had landed on the beach. There was a somber mood in the hospital then. Everyone knew that the losses were going to be heavy. 

“Lieutenant, you’ve been working all night. Head back. Get some sleep.”

You glanced up at the doctor your unit was now working for. He was a lot nicer than Hux and you were glad that Hux had been shipped off to somewhere else with the British Army. “Are you sure, Doctor Skywalker?”

He smiled, kindly at you. “Yes. I admire your worth ethic, Y/N, but you are not going to do these boys any good if you are exhausted. Report back this afternoon, alright?”

Nodding, you removed your white--or what used to be white--surgical scrubs, tossing them into a basket of other discarded scrubs. The sun was bright when you stepped out of the medical tent and the air smelled like rain. If it weren't it weren’t for the fact that the Allies were fighting for the very freedom of the the world right now, you might have loved the warm sunshine and lingering scent of rain.

Before you went back to your barrack to get some sleep, you decided to grab a shower--albeit very cold shower--but at least you’d be clean. But you didn’t make it to the shower...

...you saw him instead, sleeping against some crates just outside the hospital.

“Poe...”

He didn’t hear you; your voice was barely a whisper, but when you dropped to your knees next to him and grabbed his face between your hands he felt you and opened his eyes. Immediately, Poe sat up, drawing you into his arms and holding onto you tightly.

You sobbed into his shoulder and clung to him. He was alive. He was alright. For now, Poe was here and he was holding you; you were going to thank God for this moment. 

Poe’s lips brushed against your hair before he pulled back to wipe the tears from your cheeks. He crashed his lips against yours and kissed you, heavily. Last night he wasn’t sure he was ever going to get to do that again--hell, he wasn’t even sure he was going to see England again last night.

“Why are you sleeping out here?” you asked when he pulled away from you.

“They wouldn’t let me in the hospital,” Poe answered.

Searching his eyes, you could tell that his flight last night had been hell. “Poe? What happened?”

Poe squeezed his eyes shut. “We got the paratroopers to Normandy. My plane is a wreck--lost my radio guy--Snap took shrapnel and a few bullets... the doctors took him to surgery but they wouldn’t let me in. So, I camped out here.” 

Your fingers wandered to his hair, brushing it back from his forehead and still marveling that he was here with you. “Alone?”

“Nope,” another male voice said. “He had me.”

Startled, you watched as another man sat up just behind Poe and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He smiled at you when he saw you. “Oh, so you’re the girl taped to the panels. Hi! Lieutenant Arana--I’m Captain Dameron’s navigator.”

Returning the smile, you remembered that name from Poe’s letter. He had been the one that was teasing Poe, the one that Poe had threatened to tell lies about to you in order to keep you from setting him up with one of your friends. “Hi, I’m Lieutenant Y/L/N.” 

Poe brushed your hair, looking at you seriously. “Sweetheart, you look exhausted. Tell me you where on your way to sleep when you saw me?”

“I was.”

“Come on, I’ll walk you back to your barrack.”

“What about Snap?”

“Arana will come find me if he gets news.”

You glanced at the other man and he shrugged his shoulders, muttering, “It’s not like I’m going anywhere right now.”

Poe got up and held his hand out to you to help you to your feet. Once you were standing, the two of you began to walk back towards the barracks. “I’m gonna have to fly back there,” he told you. “Bombing missions; it could take us days to secure those beaches..”

Looking at your feet while you walked, you nodded. “I know. Until they're secure, we’re staying here.”

His lips brushed against your temple. “Good. It’s safer here.”

Taking a deep breath, you stated, “You don’t want me going there.”

“Fuck, no,” Poe cursed. “Our forces will be at risk for attack.”

“We’re at risk here.”

“Not as great, darling.”

It was hard to argue with that; you couldn’t argue with that. As you approached the nurses barracks you heard footsteps running behind you and Arana screaming for Poe.

Poe turned to see his friend and immediately he felt his heart sink. “What is it?”

Arana swallowed. “It’s Snap.”